<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:18:45.058-07:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Slightly mature stuff'/><category term='Annoyance'/><category term='food'/><category term='Short'/><category term='Academic'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Blog related'/><category term='car'/><title type='text'>Curiosity Killed My Time</title><subtitle type='html'>and sleep buried it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4499993729928946364</id><published>2009-06-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:11:10.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to grow up</title><content type='html'>i'll be moving on and leave this blog for another that is more 'matured'(at least i think it is). not sure whether i want it to be private or open(not gonna make any difference,not that anyone reads my ramblings)still,moving on sounds kinda good now.so bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4499993729928946364?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4499993729928946364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4499993729928946364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4499993729928946364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4499993729928946364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-grow-up.html' title='time to grow up'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6252994578127668700</id><published>2009-05-28T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:25:17.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Succumbd to peer pressure</title><content type='html'>This update is to hold of the naggers(yes its an 'a', not typo) off for awhile. Must have ran out of things to read. to be honest there aint that many ppl who r gonna read this(i'm a realist,u think i dunno?) but to those who do here u r and to the naggers,i appreciate ur concern but seriously less time going out wit u ppl will mean more time for the blog so take one or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made(well technically,its assembled but gimme credit would ya?) a sofa. mom bought it from ipoh and it took the company a month and a half to transport to manufacture the parts and transport them here,my house,glenmarie,shah alam,selangor not thailand,vietnam,or even japan. glenmarie,less than 300kms(i think) away from ipoh. somehow i reckon i can walk that distance within a month.of course,to be fair they had to manufacture it,but come on............a month and a half?!for the parts of a sofa?those parts must be really complicated to make or seriously that company is in need of more workers(mustve laid them off due to the current economic situation). ok,back to me making (assembling) the sofa. the parts reach the house around nine-ish in the morning(please bare in mind i came home at 5-ish after watching cpl finals).i was drowsy,i was lazy and i had to sign papers,fine,i did just that. it came in a a square-ish box.after signing i realised,what kind of sofa comes in square-ish box?goddamit,must be one of those diys,i thought.then i askd the guy6,ure just gonna leave it there?he replied,my job is just to transport it here.so i calld my mom saying it came in a box and the guy is only the transporter(sounds cool kan,like the movie).i have no idea whats up with her today(actually i do,but not very polite to say it here,kinda obvious,every girl has it) but she was raising her voice as if i did sumthing wrong. being drowsy at the time(maybe thats y shes angry)i only heard can u do it,if cannot i'll get sumone to do it,which i have to say is repeated a number of times and just to end the conversation i said yes.and there i was,armd a set of tools and my skinny bod all ready for work(this was kinda late at night).opend the box and i saw.....cushion thingies,screws,bolts, a couple of weird things i have no idea what they r.all this didnt bother me cos i knew i could do this(i was the handyman back at the oldhouse,mom bought alot and i mean alot from ikea)but theres one thing that aint there,the instructions. again,too lazy to whine so i just did what my brain tells me to,this goes here,that goes there and voila...i give u.. a sofa(i'm sure not gonna sit on it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously,another one tomorrow cos i need to have a loooooooooooooong bath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6252994578127668700?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6252994578127668700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6252994578127668700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6252994578127668700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6252994578127668700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/05/succumbd-to-peer-pressure.html' title='Succumbd to peer pressure'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5160052587280459688</id><published>2009-04-27T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:28:07.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Selangor V kelantan</title><content type='html'>It was a weird proposition.thats what i thought when razi said lets go to watch tomorrows final between kelantan and selangor.i nvr knew there was a match goin on the night after(nvr really read the malaysian sports sect).we made jokes about it of course seeing that its what we do most of the time(make fun of everyone and everything with the exception of sheikh of course) and the thing died out. the next day(or that afternoon to be exact,we hangd out till 3 am i think),had a call from fariq asking whether i wantd to go and watch the game(honestly,i thought they were joking about it earlier). being a 'patriot',i said yes.so at about 5,fariq came over(we carpool alot these days,troubling times) and seeing that razi was 'busy' we head off to bj to buy tics. i kid u not,by the time we got to bj,all we can see was red(kelantan supporters were there early).at that point we were a lil bit scared cos looking at the amount of ppl,the tics might have sold out.this kinda embarassd me a bit cos dad told me beforehand it could be a full stadium and i replied "what r the chances of an interstate match in malaysia having a full stadium?".we didnt have much trouble though getting the tics cos there were still loads of em when we got to the tic booth(barely anyone was buying).we then head over to razis where we chilld for a bit b4 getting on the lrt to bj(we were driven to the lrt sttn by icad in his matrix,its a big car,fits 9). by the time we got into the stadium,it was at full capacity with the exception of a couple of sects which were emptied due to security reasons. it was easy to choose which side to support cos i was the only 1(i think) with ties to kelantan so selangor it was(i was torn cos of that).bought headbands with selangor on em(2 bucks a piece) before getting in and head straight up to the top stands(we know the lower ones would be full,we can see em).like i said b4,it was at full capacity and we were lucky to even get seats(which we stood on to get a clearer view).the whole 90 mins of the game,we were standing up,shouting and screaming at every player and official on the field. wasnt a great match,just loved the adrenaline.anyway,we had out at full time cos we(well,the other 2,not me) had a game to watch,they were manu fans before selangor fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda rare seeing me do another one in less than a day.its one of those stay in days(days which i choose to stay in to rejuvenate after a tiring period of outings,also helps save money for the next outing period) so i guess i might as well do one.not sure when the next one will be up but could be awhile.to those  who keep reading,seriously,i appreciate it. food blog could get deleted when i have the energy.till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5160052587280459688?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5160052587280459688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5160052587280459688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5160052587280459688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5160052587280459688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/04/selangor-v-kelantan.html' title='Selangor V kelantan'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-321238395580609018</id><published>2009-04-27T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T05:00:30.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Ex-schoolmate,Herbalife,checkups,free passes</title><content type='html'>Had dinner with an ex primary schoolmate.of course it wasnt a candlelight dinner or anything,just a simple 'soupy' dinner(those familiar with sect 7 would probably know straight away,if u aint 1,tough luck).and no,it wasnt just the 2 of us,i brought along a friend and so did she.i had my reasons of course mainly that i have no knowledge of the existence of unisel and the way there,so i brought along a friend who i thought knew the way.he didnt of course which resulted in my slow driving(funny how little roadsigns show where unisel is,doesnt change much,i'm a slow driver anyway).she brought along a housemate(luckily not all,she has 14 of those).somewhat regrettd bringing a friend along since she was telling stories(a lot of em and some r kinda embrassing).didnt mind that much cos this particular friend of mine knows he'll be crucified if he tells anyone. felt a bit guilty since both of em got papers comin the next day and we're here lengthening their dinner.anyway,by the end of dinner,as gentlemen(haha),we sent them back to their rentd houseand i promise u,its the biggest house rentd by students that i have ever seen.its 3 storeys tall.its even bigger than my house,its..wow!having said that,i didnt take into account the fact that 15 girls r living under it until i got to my senses.overall,not a bad dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on herbalife.y?i wanna get buff(dreams of the sons in my family). Went to a booth set up by a friend whose gf's mom gave the explanation.they took my height,weight and other stuff to see how 'ideal' my body is.heres a pic of it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SfWW1kzrmOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YwuIEDLJQho/s1600-h/LGIM0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SfWW1kzrmOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YwuIEDLJQho/s400/LGIM0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329331581220526306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ones with numbers in the goal column(is this right?) r the thing i should aim for.obviously i dont need anyone to measure my weight just to tell me i'm underweight(i know that,i look in the mirror every morning).apparently i've gone down both in weight and height(used to be 65 and somewhere closer to 180,who cares anyway).everything else is fine i guess,just need to gain at least 8 kilos(my goal in 3 months).something worth bragging is my basal metabolic age which is 17.so,a 70 years old mindset in a body  with a metabolic age of 17.now i know how benjamin button feels like. didnt need much of a nudge since i already decided early on i'm gonna take it(not sure whether cos its really good or just to help out a friend). just started taking it this morning after being given lessons on how to do it the other night.as a wannabe realist,i know the results wont show immediately but owh how i wish it would hurry up.thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below my friends booth,NKF(i reckon its national kidney foundation) were giving out checkups. initially u have to pay rm2 but close to the end it was free(probably why we went for it). doubt if i take a pic of it anyone can read the tiny writings so i'll just type the summary of it.my bmi is in the normal range(although i had an argument with a friend what normal is just today,she thinks its above 20-25,me,18.5-24.9).low possibilities of high blood pressure,hypertension,high cholestrol(can a skinny guy get this?) and someother stuff i have no idea how to spell.i always thought my blood pressure would be low since i lost a lot of blood back in 2nd form when some idiot split my head into 2(not literally speaking).not the case though.an auntie gave me some advice that r quiet common,more excercise,stop inhaling 'dangerous' substance,avoid oily foods,those kinda stuff.heard those before.what r the chances i'll listen to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...i...went...to...see...xmen origins:wolverine.apparently its a preview.saw it in gold class and the best bit is its free(dont think i can afford it if it wasnt).this was at gsc signature,the gardens(i know,wow right?)the seats are electricly controlled,there was a pillow and a blanket,free drinks and snacks(is this how rich ppl watch the movies?).the movie itself was ok laa,nothing great,could have been better.having said that,i did have a hard time resisting the temptation of snoozing throught it(i was tired but since there might not be another free gold class ticket ever,i persisted).keeping the movie pass,would probably look nice on my wall.probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was to write another one but i think this is long enough.i'll do another soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-321238395580609018?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/321238395580609018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=321238395580609018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/321238395580609018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/321238395580609018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/04/ex-schoolmateherbalifecheckupsfree.html' title='Ex-schoolmate,Herbalife,checkups,free passes'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SfWW1kzrmOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YwuIEDLJQho/s72-c/LGIM0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4287263203162047470</id><published>2009-04-23T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:03:02.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>Damn you and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Yup,one of those rare updates.Although having access to the internet,i find myself not blogging for some odd reason.i stated in one of my earlier ones(back in the days when it was one a day) that this could just be a phase,maybe its nearing its end,hope not,i kinda like like writing random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont blog about football that often but i'm going to since this annoys me a hell of a lot. I have a friend and i think he could be the worst predictor ever which is good. I was in Kk for the weekend(obw) and there was this huge game that saturday night/sunday morning. i tried avoiding asking this particular friend of mine who was gonna win the game all day but some joker just had to ask.and his answer was a huge blow to my hopes of silverware.he said arsenal would win.and we didnt(god damn you).at half time it was 1 all and i left cos i know deep inside we're gonna lose.anyway,i had to get my revenge,so i asked who was gonna win the manu-everton game knowing that the person who asked about the arsenal-chelsea game was a manu fan.he said manu,i kid u not, i knew they would lose.most of those reading this would probably think its just luck that he guessd 2 games in a row wrong.well,heres an interesting fact,back in secondary school,i cannot recall him winning a single bet and he bets alot.some even asked him bout the results before betting.enough bout that,i'm moving on to sumthing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that the stories i tell lack names so its sometimes hard to differentiate thetruth from lies.i try to avoid giving out names cos i do not want to embarass anyone unless of course ure a good friend in which case i would go all out(this is a lie).A great liar(no,he's not a politician,atleast not yet)once told me that the more details u put into ur words,the more believable they r.sounds about right.it makes sense doesnt it?nvr tried though,i'm very honest(yes,i am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not,i am now giving lessons to my lil sis on a regular basis.mom asked me the other day whether i could help teach my sis every night(of course i argued every night isnt practical). i dont know bout other form 1s but how learning has changed since i was in school. there aint notes. no reading assignments, and barely any homework.no wonder her grades r somewhat average.maybe the school is trying for an unorthodox approach,let the kids have their own initiative to study.i dont know,i still think at that age and this time,kids like that need more and more work.imagine this,if mom wasnt to take the laptop away,my sis wouldve have been on myspace all day(no idea what she does on myspace,its her business anyway).i dont mind,its all part of being a big brother(bullying makes it worthwhile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to do things a bit more differently.more random stuff since its easier to type that way whilst i'm sleepy.still looking for old schoolmates so if anyone out there knows anyone(u know what i mean)get in touch,unless of course u despise me.i'll blog again soon,very soon cos i feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4287263203162047470?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4287263203162047470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4287263203162047470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4287263203162047470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4287263203162047470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-you-and-other-stuff.html' title='Damn you and other stuff'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4077854617916012708</id><published>2009-03-30T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:04:06.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><title type='text'>The Car and what not</title><content type='html'>Its been more than a week since i inherited a car(i know its not a fortune but it is something nonetheless) .technically its not mine but it will be one day(hoping3......). by now u'll probably be wondering what kinda car i got.well for those who were thinking of old jags,ferraris,cadillacs and what not,well,sorry to burst ur bubble its an 80's mercedes(w116 280s merc to be exact) . it was ownd by my late grandfather and its been there even before i was born(duhh,80,i was born in 89). I just sent the car for a full service at a place recommendd by a friend. kinda impress with the condition of the car since one of the guys there said with a rating of 10,he gives my car a 7/6 which is kinda good since its an ancient.he also mentioned that my car being an 80's car is somewhat odd cos it has little or no rust(wohoo,credits to my late grandpa and uncle).the engine is in good condition despite its age(old things do last apparently).not gonna elaborate more on the car cos i dont know that much bout cars and this is only the start so i'll do another one on the car once done to satisfaction.i'll also put up a pic later on or maybe not...some ppl has no eye for old cars so putting up a pic might not be a very good idea.i remember a friend of mine came over and the first few sentences about the car that he said was "dude,mcm mane nak pick up chicks nie". of course replyin was easy(i'm not into girls who are materialistic to an extent that they'll reject me due to my car) but thats besides the point.like someone once told me,beauty is in the eye if the beholder. my taste for cars is an acquired one(probably from my uncle).what we had planned for the car was simple,keep as many stuff as original as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today i was 'kindly' askd by a friend to update my blog(nvr realised someone actually read my blog,thanks to those who do).of course i wantd to be cocky and told her to get in line but somehow it seems rude and inappropriate.i'm beginning to think i'm a changed person(for better or worst is of course a personal opinion) these days cos i seem to hold back a lot more. a sign of maturity perhaps or maybe i'm just hallucinating and nothing really changed.i've started on some personal exercise(amazing isnt it?) and a friend has been telling me bout herbal life.apparently it makes fat ppl skinny and vice versa.i was wonderin how does that work.and the best part about it is that u dont have to do exercise(or so i was told)just take the damn thing and hey,presto chango(sounds suspicious to me).if anyone has any comments or what not please do gimme any,i wanna know more(getting con is very low on my list of things to do).if its an almost sure thing it'll work,then i might consider it(what else could u expect from the self proclaimd mr lazy). my lil brothers gonna be getting a gti(hopefully),i personally dont mind that much since everyone can drive it although i would 'paham2 sendiri' that he has the priority. the fact that i have rights to drive any car is enough to stop me from blowing up with dissatisfaction but thats a story for another day cos this is getting long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4077854617916012708?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4077854617916012708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4077854617916012708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4077854617916012708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4077854617916012708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/03/car-and-what-not.html' title='The Car and what not'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-843210836248424319</id><published>2009-02-11T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T03:26:41.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Making bread</title><content type='html'>As the title says,i've made bread.i was talking to this girl the other night and suddenly had this urge to make bread for no apparent reason. so before i slept,i made a commitment to make bread the next day(today la).heres a pic of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SZKyLS5ksyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iMBeSBZlSIc/s1600-h/LGIM0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SZKyLS5ksyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iMBeSBZlSIc/s320/LGIM0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301495618490118946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesnt look so great does it?dont tease me too much will ya,its a first). took me a couple of hours just to make normal bread(yeah,its just plain bread).i chose plain bread cos its relatively easy and it was my first time baking on my own. owh,ignore the staright deep cut my mom made when i asked her to test it and the crooked left(that was me poking it with a knife).it didnt turn out as i hoped and the bread didnt exactly 'raise'(wtv thats suppose to mean).although taste wise its alright(if u ignore the harden parts).my sister keeps nibbling on it as if it tastes nice although i told her to throw it away.if u havent figured out what its suppose to look like yet,well,its not ur fault,its mine.i was being too ambitious and it the result shows that.its a lot different from what its suppose to look like.heres my initial sketch of what i was hoping to bake.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SZK0F_3C5_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/rvDC-591sHs/s1600-h/LGIM0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SZK0F_3C5_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/rvDC-591sHs/s320/LGIM0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301497726503151602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way different aint it.not even a good sketch.i blame it on my niece.i was thinking of an animal bread when she kept shouting mickey mouse so i kinda shifted to that instead. another failure.someone once told me baking is harder than cooking and i guess shes right. dad seems to think i should spend time learning to cook more practical stuff like nasi goreng(which i already know how).i just wanted to give baking a try.sigh.next up is an amazing chocolate cake i've been craving for months.gotta find some stuff though,apparently its kinda hard to find unsalted butter. went to jj just now to get the ingredients and almost got confused with what they were selling.so many variations of flour sugar and what not.me typing this here is a sign that i might resign my other blog.2 blogs take too much time.might as well just add a food tab here.another abrupt ending.later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-843210836248424319?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/843210836248424319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=843210836248424319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/843210836248424319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/843210836248424319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-bread.html' title='Making bread'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SZKyLS5ksyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iMBeSBZlSIc/s72-c/LGIM0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-224525216360094077</id><published>2009-02-05T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:53:21.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>financial crisis</title><content type='html'>if ure thinking that i'm talking bout the world financial crisis then ure wrong(unless of course its 'my' world ure talking bout,u know what i mean). Anyway,for the past few days,i've been spending a hell of a lot (i mean a HELL of a lot)to upgrade the old desktop at home.and now,not even halfway through the month,i've spent almost all my money(to be fair to me,my money is relatively low compared to ur average teenager).so i will most probably be limiting my social outings to weekends and spend the weekdays at home(i probably have enough seeing that i spend barely 10 bucks when i go out,well,most of the time).i've spent all the money gained from my previous 'business'(if u consider it a business that is,at least i do)my siblings(that can drive) seem to be taking advantage of my habit of filling up the tank everytime i take any of the car out.no,i aint got ocd or a perfectionist,i just dont like seeing the car low on fuel.despite the relatively low fuel prices,it still is a nuisance to fork out 30-50 bucks every now and then.on another less annoying matter,i've finally regaind my passion for blogging(sad,i know).hopefully it'll last slightly longer than before. getting rusty though,typing getting slow and material getting low. had an agreement with dad(finally). i am to do SATs this year and perhaps get in uni in 10. although achieving my goal of a looong holiday,i still have to study for SATs on my own. in all honesty,i cant be bothered but the reward at the end is somewhat tempting.although its not something i can achieve by getting excellent scores alone.i dont know,we'll just see how it goes.i'll probably start 'studying' by next month,thinking of sumthing around 4-8 hours a day(excessive ,i know).it'll probably do,i aint no genius,i know where i stand although feels like an idiot sumtimes. one of my many definitions of an idiot is someone who knows their strengths but too lazy to nurture them.an idiot.although i cant say its better to be dumb than be an 'idiot'. starting to get really comfy with the wireless keyboard and mouse(one of my many 'money well spent' moments...haaa).just to be able to lay on my bed and do what ever is such a good feeling.next one up is a projector(thinking of bringing the ps3 in the room) although there might be a problem with the very limited space and the fact that my walls are now decorated(got my old pictures on the wall,a thing i pick up back in secondary school).i'll think about it more.more importantly is a webcam(by the time i bought the speakers,a huge whole was burning in the wallet).syaz has been pestering me to get one for awhile and since my sister is gonna be flying off to aussie,she might wanna contact us,dad seems happy with the idea.apparently good webcams can set me back by rm200(my definition of good of course).god dammuit,just remembered,gotta by books for SATs,dont know how much that'll cost me,probably not much,they're just books.although i have spoken to someone bout it,she says its about 100(why is knowledge so expensive these days). rihanna coming up soon.not sure whether i wanna go or not.got the tics but somehow not that interested anymore.if anyones reading this(which somehow sounds very doubtful) and is somewhat interested in going but couldnt get a tic,gove me a ring/nudge/miss call/wtv although i aint promising anything.owh dear,this looks long.i'll leave it at that for the moment.might continue tomorrow.till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-224525216360094077?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/224525216360094077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=224525216360094077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/224525216360094077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/224525216360094077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2009/02/financial-crisis.html' title='financial crisis'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2716516183162537403</id><published>2009-01-20T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:06:00.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Dead</title><content type='html'>almost dead.thats how i'd sum up my blog but who gives a damn anyway(at least i didnt up until now).anyway,gonna start blogging again cos lately i found myself wit so much time.gonna be going back to my old blogging habits ,unnecessarily long and pointless.not sure whether i'll be doing it on a daily basis though.some ppl seem to treat their blogs like a diary(err,not my kinda thing to do to be honest)with daily short entries,nvr like reading those kinda blogs(as if i read any*sigh*). so if anyone who still drops by the blog every now and then,thanks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2716516183162537403?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2716516183162537403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2716516183162537403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>Open house and updates</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggd&lt;/span&gt;,entirely my fault, too occupied with everything else(to be honest its more to laziness).had my open house last weekend,loads of family, neighbours we never met and friends came over.we had a cater came over to provide the food.there was kuew teow goreng, sotong kangkung,tauhu bakar,ais kacang and the highlight was the 6 lambs we had on the grill(we estimated 500 ppl,reckon there was more).owh,mom also had her friends cookd nasi dagang which to me was really good(reminds me of kelantan). Thanks to those who came and to those who cant make it,dont worry,theres always some other year(if i'm here that is). Not gonna go into details cos i'm not really in the mood to blog but i will put a picture up(probbly stole it from icad or que) sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the open house,dad made me go around and invite the neighbours all on my own(parents,always make their children do what they cant be botherd to do). I didnt mind really, I kinda like meeting ppl(done a bit of random talks to strangers in my life). Most of the neighbours are actually really friendly(or maybe it was me,nah,cant be)some even invited me in but i didnt have time except for one which i didnt decline since its the last house for that night.i did however get annoyd sometimes,not by the neighbours but by their maids. some of em were just rude.come on,do i look like a salesman or a thief?and not only that,cant some of u learn bahasa or english?if u couldnt speak either one,why did u even bother come to my country!grrr!!&lt;br /&gt;not that i have anything against maids,i just have sumthing against rude individuals who happend to be maids.a bit of courtesy would be nice and i did try very hard not to be rude. did feel kinda bad though cos i did the invites during the night,not really appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be getting a new hp.my lil sis lost hers and dad doesnt want to buy her a new one but agrees that she needs one.sooo,she will be havingmy hp and i'll get a new one.i'm thinking of lg secret or samsung omnia but i'm leaning towards the former.getting lazy,i'll update this one in a bit or just do a new one later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2460640004986475113?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2460640004986475113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2460640004986475113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2460640004986475113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2460640004986475113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/10/open-house-and-updates.html' title='Open house and updates'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5683701755976288706</id><published>2008-10-04T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:31:29.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Just got back from spending a week in Kelantan. as always its a very nice place  to get something to eat but other than that,theres nothing much not even a cinema(kelantanese probably got better things to do). thistime around i realized alot of stuff about kelantan.for one, the drivers are sooooooooo slow.i reckon if i was to follow their way of driving,i'd average 40km/h. mom says kelantanese have a very slack way of living,they are very slow(talking bout common kelantanese,bear in mind there are always others that arent lazy),maybe thats why kelantan is still somewhat rural,i dont know,just my opinion.anyway,like i said,kelantan is all about food. my fave was sumthing called colek(excuse the spelling).its made up of fruits,vegs,chicken,seafood,other weird and not so weird ingredients cut into small pieces and most importantly the sauce.the best so far i had was the one near cempaka(again,excuse the spelling),if ever ure around the area,make sure u drop by the place and get a bite,its heavenly. owh,this is way off what i wanted to say.my family(on my dads side) has a website.its not fully functional yet but we reckon with the help of a few tech geeks in the family(owh yes,we got a couple of those..no,aint me)it'll be an amazing website.&lt;br /&gt;this is the url..&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tokmat.terataimaya.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont remind me,at this current moment,my name aint on it yet but just u wait.i'm gonna give the admins a piece of my mind.and since i aint got much else to do,might be a good idea to lend a hand and update/upgrade the website.got this cool feeling knowing that ur family has a website.woah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5683701755976288706?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5683701755976288706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5683701755976288706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5683701755976288706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5683701755976288706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/10/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-7117326096046687033</id><published>2008-09-25T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:33:41.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Rebellious</title><content type='html'>you insist on doing this,&lt;br /&gt;But i want to do that,&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,you are making me pissed,&lt;br /&gt;Anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I'll hit you with a baseball bat,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know why,&lt;br /&gt;we keep on this fight,&lt;br /&gt;If you're trying to show me the light,&lt;br /&gt;Please bare in mind,&lt;br /&gt;Your so called 'light',&lt;br /&gt;Aint always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm immature,&lt;br /&gt;With a heart thats no longer pure,&lt;br /&gt;Not even sure if there is a cure,&lt;br /&gt;But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;This is such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks,&lt;br /&gt;the pressure builds up,&lt;br /&gt;I might soon breakdown,&lt;br /&gt;So before I suddenly click,&lt;br /&gt;Cant you just let me pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not,&lt;br /&gt;You're just as i thought,&lt;br /&gt;All the while i fought,&lt;br /&gt;Shouldve just waited and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,has nothing to do with reality,just random stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-7117326096046687033?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/7117326096046687033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=7117326096046687033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/7117326096046687033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/7117326096046687033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/09/rebellious.html' title='Rebellious'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6646552325489126533</id><published>2008-09-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:50:33.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Painful Truth</title><content type='html'>I'm going to come clean,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm only nineteen,&lt;br /&gt;So after saying this&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just strings of words,&lt;br /&gt;making little or no sense,&lt;br /&gt;yet our relations might become tense,&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty,&lt;br /&gt;I never did have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My real intention,&lt;br /&gt;was to make a confession,&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush on you,&lt;br /&gt;now, do I have your attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the hair,&lt;br /&gt;Or the skin thats fair,&lt;br /&gt;Or the eyes that mesmerize,&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never were hot,&lt;br /&gt;At least thats what i thought,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you stand out,&lt;br /&gt;Among all the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the personality,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that you are happy and free,&lt;br /&gt;and the way you laugh with a glee,&lt;br /&gt;it just drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this i know is going no where,&lt;br /&gt;time was never there,&lt;br /&gt;we'll never be a pair,&lt;br /&gt;its not like you would ever care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;You were somewhat cold,&lt;br /&gt;So please return what you have stole,&lt;br /&gt;For its no longer whole,&lt;br /&gt;And the fate that would unfold,&lt;br /&gt;I already know,&lt;br /&gt;Your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Was never meant for me to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be clear,it has nothing to do with reality(dont u get any ideas now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6646552325489126533?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6646552325489126533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6646552325489126533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6646552325489126533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6646552325489126533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/09/painful-truth.html' title='Painful Truth'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2243311810868904290</id><published>2008-09-18T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:49:48.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Mustve been months since i last updated my blog. wanna know whose fault it is? friends who did nothing but ask me out (to be fair,its my fault as well for agreeing to join em). for the last couple of months,i went out almost on a daily basis(just imagine the fuel cost..it hurts soooo bad) waking up late and coming back 'early' has been a norm (but not for long though,dont really have the financial backings to continue).owh,before i forget,kinda like to say i'm sorry to those who i didnt have the chance to reply on msn,sorry dudes,i might be 'online' but i aint there(dont tell me i'm wasting energy,i aint,i was downloading). Still wanna keep my word to jing and janet, i'll end here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2243311810868904290?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2243311810868904290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2243311810868904290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2243311810868904290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2243311810868904290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5968414925310487101</id><published>2008-06-06T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:31:51.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slightly mature stuff'/><title type='text'>My 'Clever' Minister</title><content type='html'>Read in the news today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to stress that public transport and school bus operators are not affected by the fuel hike because they are entitled to diesel at RM1.43 per litre and they are given fleet cards. There is no reason why they should increase their fares as announced by the bus operators association today,” he told reporters Friday after attending Umno retreat at a hotel here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur Development Minister Datuk Noh Omar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to think this was a misquote on the reporters part or a mistake made by that minister which hopefully would be corrected sometime in the near future.why?cos err...i'm convinced at the moment that a mas minister would know better than to think that public transport fares wont go up just because they give the same subsidies as before to public transport. They think too much on the busses,trains,wtv that they forgot the drivers,the ticket sellers and anyone who has anything to do with public transport.Those ppl are also hit by the increase in fuel prices,i know a bus driver and he has his own car,i doubt the guy get the same subsidies for his own car. food prices are going up and will continue to go up(i think) as fuel prices go up. so these ppl will have to increase their spending,whether they have the extra money or not,they'll probably ask for higher wages so that feeds into the rising cost of public transport.If that minister truly believes what he said well...i rather not say it..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5968414925310487101?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5968414925310487101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5968414925310487101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5968414925310487101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5968414925310487101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-clever-minister.html' title='My &apos;Clever&apos; Minister'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-9047629304160807596</id><published>2008-05-26T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:53:10.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slightly mature stuff'/><title type='text'>Lie</title><content type='html'>I've finally found time to update my blog. Not gonna be long though cos i'm heading off to the library after this,i am in need of work and thats the only place i can think of which gives me the right atmosphere to work in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,lie. About a week ago i got into a discussion with a group of very sophisticated ppl(i'm not part of the group,i was there by chance) and they were talking bout whether lying is just simply wrong.to start of,the scene given was u know your friends gf(using the idea that the friend is a guy seeing that i'm kinda lazy to type both) is cheating on ur friend,so what do you do?i thought the question wasnt really structurd right for the topic,if ur friend doesnt ask u,then  ure not telling him anything so its not lying and if ure the one telling that friend of yours that his couple is cheating,it aint lying either.nvrthe less,it was a spontaneous question and i did understood what the guy was trying to say,what would i do if my friend came to me to asking whether i know his couple was cheating.i said early on that if my friend askd and i knew,i'd say it as it is witout holding back cos the act of him asking gives me the hint that he's suspicious of his gf (duhhhh) or even he couldve known it.i didnt agree that lying would be a better option cos even if it does give him a bit of happiness(up to the point that he finds out) that happiness is based on a lie(i didnt say that,someone else did). that got me thinking on a bigger scale,what if those conspiracy theories are true and we're actually living a lie which we see as true. see it this way,theres so many religions out there in the world,how do we know which one is right or wrong.they all could be right up to a point but which one would be right all the way till the end( not gonna talk much about it cos my knowledge is limited on that kinda stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were then given another situation.what if we know our friend is cheating on his gf and his gf came and ask us about it?its a good question cos its a proof of how u treat ppl differently. if my friend was the one beeinf cheated at and i knew,i'd tell him straight to his face a.s.a.p but when my friend does the cheating,i have doubts i'll ever tell his gf about it. at that moment,i can only figure 3 things to do.&lt;br /&gt;be truthful,&lt;br /&gt;tell her knowing that ure doing the 'right' thing but lose a friend and possible secrets in the future that other ppl might tell me but couldnt do so cos i dont lie.&lt;br /&gt;tell a lie,&lt;br /&gt;feel a bit guilty but it'll pass seeing that i have stml(short term memory loss) and everyones happy(until she find out by herself of course)&lt;br /&gt;not say anything&lt;br /&gt;might give a hint of yes but she keeps on thinking witout knowing for sure.everyones happy&lt;br /&gt;my choice was obvious,i'd lie.it was either that or say i didnt know or keep silent which is almost like a yes.think of it this way,if ure friend didnt cheat,u'd say no in a heartbeat but if he did,u said u didnt know. see the difference?so i'd just lie.i can live wit the guilt but it does seems un 'fair' that u'd allow someone else to live a lie but not ur friend.as a person dubbed with having a heart of stone,i didnt care that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone in the group said she thinks lying doesnt really angers a person,its the fact that u did something wrong.what she said to us was implying that lying to cover up sumthig u did wrong is not wrong..i think. her example was u cheat,u lied to ur gf and u were found out,she's angry cos u cheated not cos u lied.some of us gave replies along the line that in court,if u pleaded guilty,u'd get a lighter sentence than if u pleaded not guilty and was found guilty showing that lying is kinda wrong. i gave an example of a doctor that gives a patient 6 months to live when the patient is just fine. charles(who apparently joined the group this term,it shows,didnt say much during the discussion) thought i said that a doctor cant make mistakes,luckily enough someone put it into an easier form(hmm..i hate this guy,i'm gonna tell him he has 6 months to live).it does imply that lying is wrong.she argued however that lying is lying int he first case was more of  covering sumthing up where as in my case its the main thing. the guy in front of us said sumthing bout the degree of lying.he said its alright to lie in some cases.his example was if u just found out ure friends mom was diagnosed with cancer and ure friend(who didnt knew) came to ask u if everythings alright just before his exams,u'd lie to him and say yeah and tell him after his exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during supper,charles asked me what i think about the lying.and i remembered and analogy that i once heard back in 02.consider a pen.u can poke someones eye with it or u can write sweet poetry with it.its not the pens fault that u poke someones eye with it.(TJ used to say this and somehow it sticks in my head now) and i told him thats what i think of a lie. its a 'thing' which right or wrong depends on how u use it.of course,theres always the religion issue.not gonna say much except that i think its the variation of interpretations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boring entry,i know,probably cos i;m getting boring.today was supposed to be the day i go out shopping but i might just have to move it to tomorrow seeing that i'm not in the mood.weekday shopping is kinda nice ,not that many ppl.no,i aint a shopaholic,i just errr..outgrow my clothes  quickly..nothing wrong with being 19 and still growing.till i get the incentive to type again.ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-9047629304160807596?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/9047629304160807596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=9047629304160807596' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/9047629304160807596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/9047629304160807596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/05/lie.html' title='Lie'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8421579598808112293</id><published>2008-05-06T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:11:42.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>Renovations</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago,a friend of mine(a blogger herself) told me that her relatives 'invaded' her blog and that she's gonna 'privatise' her blog. I actually understood her actions. My blog for instance,is one of those things i dont mind friends or random strangers read but when it comes to relatives its like..woah there...especialy if its my dad and seeing that he knows i have a blog it'll be a matter of time before he discovers this. so..i'm taking precautions. I'm gonna take a new approach for my blog be renaming it and changing the contents.i'll also be deleting the old ones,not because i'm ashamed of em(well,i am if my relatives read them) but more to the fact that its kinda private.so..ladies..gents..i give you..curiousity killed my time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8421579598808112293?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/8421579598808112293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=8421579598808112293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8421579598808112293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8421579598808112293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/05/renovations.html' title='Renovations'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5070795735442268380</id><published>2008-04-23T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:08:59.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>Exam preparations</title><content type='html'>i'll be facing my final a-levels exams in a few weeks and i believe its time for me to allocate more time to my studies(what else could u expect from a person does loads of last minute stuff?) believe it or not is of course is a personal choice,regardless,i feel this is a thing i have to do (this really do not occur that often)so i'll try to keep my time spent on blogging at a minimal so expect little if no updating for the upcoming 2 months. i might be back in mas and start looking for work on the 27th june or a week later at most depending on my situation.i apologise to those who visit my blog expecting to read something new in the coming 2 months just to find nothing has change. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5070795735442268380?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5070795735442268380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5070795735442268380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5070795735442268380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5070795735442268380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/04/exam-preparations.html' title='Exam preparations'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-110675653527966782</id><published>2008-04-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T03:45:28.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slightly mature stuff'/><title type='text'>Reply: kyd and pau, and sumthing else</title><content type='html'>i had a feeling(just a feeling) that when i wrote that entry a few days ago, there will always be people who have other views,ideas etc about it. some one even went as far(or near,depending on how u look at it) as to give a long comment which made the entry longer than it actually is. regardless,if ure reading this, i really appreciate ur thoughts and views on the matter. i really didnt want to do this reply in the first place but after thinking it through,i might as well just do it for a reason i dare not tell(i know what ure thinking,its ego,pride bla3,well think wtv u like, i'll just accept the fact that some ppl are so negatively minded..look whos talking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna look unbalance seeing that i am the one holding the pen(the author of the blog laa) but there are truth in my words if not all of em are true(please do correct me if i'm wrong). Dr. Frank M. Sacks of Harvard Medical School's Channing Laboratory in his experiment which can be found in Aug. 7 issue of The Journal of the American Medical Association, has proven,i repeat PROVEN that eating meat can cause negative health effects which in other words is BAD. however, just because it is bad,does not mean that its no good. Meat and oxygen are just examples of how good things can be bad if u look at another angle.if one argues that cigs are always bad for you then how bout soft drinks or red meat?vehicles running on fuel if u think bout it,they have exhaust fumes that are dangerous to ppl and environment,if i used the same argument u used for second hand smokes, cars running on petrol and airplanes could actually be haram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost if not everything in this world as we know it has its pros and cons. in the book the logic of life written by Tim Harford, he agrees with Von Neumann and Chris Ferguson among others that people act rationally when they do sumthing(i really enjoyed reading it,have ago if u have the time).based on this understanding, if people smoke then those ppl must have calculated(either conscious or unconsciously) that the pros out weigh the cons. i quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="c860531492877101746"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02589188912242695128" rel="nofollow"&gt;danial syafiq&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;spot on fiqss. wanted to comment exactly the same thing. i mean wtf? whats the good point of smoking? come on, ill belanja the person who can at least come out with 3 plus sides of smoking. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="comment permalink" href="http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/04/smokes-are-haram.html?showComment=1208781120000#c860531492877101746"&gt;21 April 2008 05:32 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna give u ur 3 reasons(although there are more,i just wanna keep this brief) so u can belanje me when i get back unless of course its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;1)Smoking lowers Parkinson's disease risk&lt;br /&gt;Evan L. Thacker from Harvard School of Public Health and colleague reported in the March 6th issue of Neurology, compared to people who had never smoked and were considered to have "normal" Parkinson's disease risk, former smokers had a 22-percent lower risk of Parkinson's disease and current smokers had a 73-percent lower risk.&lt;br /&gt;2)Reduces the risk of Breast Cancer&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Sebastien Brunet, lead author of a study being published in the Journal of the National Cancer Institute, that the incidence of breast cancer was 54 percent lower among heavy smokers than among nonsmokers.&lt;br /&gt;3)Less risk of Alzheimer&lt;br /&gt;In an article in The Times of London (9/7/93), Dr. James Le Fanu provided an examination of the research on smoking and its apparent protective effect for certain diseases. Dr. Le Fanu stated unequivocally: "Smokers have a 50 per cent reduced risk of developing Alzheimer's--and the more smoked the greater the protection."&lt;br /&gt;I have to point out that all these arent the opinion a 19 year old but opinions of established medical researchers in their own fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to the point of whether it is makruh or haram. i have to say i just dont know.it could halal for all i know . its one of those things that u were told ever since u were young and u still believe to this day. i'm at the stage of my life where i like to question when it is in doubt .i'm still confuse though which is the right way to go, ok until its proven not ok,or not ok until proven ok..in this matter i would assume most ppl to say not ok until proven ok but in diff circumstances(eg court cases) if u think of it as innocent until proven guilty or guilty until proven innocent,i'll prob get a diff answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate ur thoughts and views and i quote u kyd,who quoted the quran&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah s.w.t.: Allah menghalalkan bagi mereka segala yang baik dan mengharamkan bagi mereka yang buruk-buruk.&lt;br /&gt;(Al-A'raf : 157)&lt;br /&gt;i am not an Islamic scholar but i think it is safe for me to assume that most of us if not me alone, dont know to what extent is baik and buruk2,i have nvr heard that its been specified in the quran(do tell if it is).eg, most would say the act of killing is wrong but when its extended to killing as a result of defending ones life is it different?lets say he can defend himself witout killing the other person but still kills the other person?..what bout if he is able to defend himself witout killing the person but chooses to kill the person so that he wont be killd if ever he is caught of guard? theres so many different ways to look at sumthing so deciding whether its good or bad depends on how u look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to stress now that if anyones a non smoker and reads this and wants to start smoking(dont think that'll ever happen,but just in case)please dont.i didnt write this to encourage ppl to smoke, just wntd to point out that there could be other views on it. however both me and the ppl i quote can be wrong,Einstein once said " If the facts dont fit the theory,change the facts". and please bear in mind,although i am giving proof of smokes can be good,it does have negative effects. but most ppl probably know what they are so no need to say a word. i'll try not to do another reply on this particular topic even if sumone writes(types) a 400 word essay comment underneath cos this is one of those things that can be dragd on and i prefer to do simple entries like my life and what i do. apologies to both kyd and pau for referring to their comments witout their consent. on that note,till i find something better and simpler to blog about,later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-110675653527966782?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/110675653527966782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=110675653527966782' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/110675653527966782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/110675653527966782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/04/reply-kyd-and-pau-and-sumthing-else.html' title='Reply: kyd and pau, and sumthing else'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-13425794209071722</id><published>2008-04-19T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:58:48.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slightly mature stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Smokes are Haram?</title><content type='html'>back in malaysia,i got a couple of friends who are some what anti-smokers(they dont say it out loud but we know they are) and are really confident that smoking is 'haram'(banned). just recently,i read a blog about someone who just read a 'fatwa' that states smoking is haram. a fatwa for those who didnt know is is a religious edict or a ruling on Islamic law issued by an Islamic scholar(yeah,i copied and paste) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the argument given was the health issue(well one of the arguments). personally,i dont see how u can ban sumthing because it has health risk.just think bout it(if u have time to waste,that is),we could actually ban almost if not everything just on the basis that they're not good for ur health. too much oxygen aint good for ya.Pulmonary Oxygen Toxicity occurs when a person is exposed to high oxygen levels for over 16 hours in pressures of 0.5 bar or more. It occurs in progressive, overlapping phases. During the first phase, fluid floods into the tissues of the lung that are normally filled with air. Bleeding then occurs between the alveoli, destroying capillaries and epithelial cells. Tissues begin producing in an attempt to heal the area. This causes thickening and scarring of the lungs. (another copy and paste).i'll be doing alot of copy and paste for this one cos they're creditable data,and at the moment are facts.so since oxygen kills,why cant be ban it?owh yeah,i forgot,we need it to breath and if we dont,we die . even so,ppl could argue that its vital for our lives so it can be accepted.how bout eating meat? Meat causes the digestion to work hard and this is not efficient. To breakdown food in the body requires a process of burning oxygen which is called oxidation. Oxidation is a process in the body that results in the production of free radicals. Modern science, by the preponderance of the evidence, believes 80 per cent or more of the damage to the body is the result of free radicals. The more difficult digestion, as in the case of digesting meat, the more oxidation is required to breakdown foods. The more oxidation, the more free radicals are produced, which leads to free radical accumulation. Accumulation of free radicals is not considered healthy. so if eating meat is bad for you,why dont we ban it?we can live as vegetarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ure sayin its not as bad as smoking,well the fact remains it still is bad and who dictates the degrees of bad(ness) at which one can issue a fatwa to ban it. and the fact remains that it is deemd haram by a fatwa,not the Quran or a Sunnah.a few things bout fatwa that most didnt know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a binding rule that saves the fatwa pronouncements from creating judicial havoc, whether within a Muslim country or at the level of the Islamic world in general: it is unanimously agreed that a fatwa is only binding on its author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;individuals are free to accept them, but Islam recognizes that extenuating circumstances may prevent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a couple more but this is getting long so i'm trying to cut it short.some of the things i copy and paste could be wrong(correct me if it is and please do explain how they are wrong) but based on the first one,it implies to the guy who issued the fatwa not every muslim in the world and to be fair to him,he probably knows more than i do(he did argue using the Quran,but then again the interpretation of the Quran differ to some scholars) but i refuse to believe smokes are haram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act i could type more bout it but i dont want to cos i'm somewhat in the middle in this issue. i know my arguments states that smokings arent haram but i'm not sayin its not bad either.i believe that we are givin a choice in the matter and neither are wrong or right.as with everything,they r good points on smoking but theyre also bad ones,so i'm gonna settle on personal choice rather than anything else. just cos a few ppl think dont like it doesnt mean everyone else has to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again,i'm only 19,wtf do i know bout anything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-13425794209071722?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/13425794209071722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=13425794209071722' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/13425794209071722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/13425794209071722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/04/smokes-are-haram.html' title='Smokes are Haram?'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2903024855987400075</id><published>2008-04-18T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:24:31.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Litre of Tears</title><content type='html'>i'm not gonna continue with my easter break just yet(this is some what more urgent,at any other time and mood,i'll nvr be able to blog bout it,i think)i'll do it when i have more time though,i promise. i'll start with a huge thanks to syaz who intro-d me to the japanese drama 1 litre of tears ,to syaz,when i finish the watching the whole thing(just about to move on to vol 10)i'll issue a 'u owe me 1o hours' notice for making me spend approx 10 hours just watching it(i dont care if its worth it,its still precious time)owh,and bare in mind i'll blame you if i get low grades and/or couldnt finish my work. to those in a blurr for not knowing what it is,where have u been ppl?!!!,actually, i cant blame u,its not in eng (although having eng subs) and due to the quantity of dramas we have at this current moment,its really easy to see y.to those who do know,dont say it,i know,i'm slow,u've seen it like ages ago but in my defense,i'm not really interested in tv series and the fact that i'm watching a drama series by itself is quite aamzing(to me at least).reckon i should do a brief summary bout it. basically,its about a girl who has a disease which cannot be cured,at a young age of 15 she finds out bout it and the story pretty much starts there.i'd type more bout it but as syaz would have said it,it'd spoil the story to those who are interested in watching it.if u ask for my opinion,i'll have to say there are a few dodgy scenes(eg vol 8 ,the ending bit, where the whole class ran after the main character and somehow decided to sing a song when they caught up to her,i skippd it of course,didnt interest me)but as an overall view,its alright.i told a friend of mine(well a few actually,but this one wasnt really encouraging),ans she thought i was 'jiwang'(i'm really sorry but i have no idea what the exact translation is but i would have thought 'cheesy' would be a good one,correct me if i'm wrong)for watching it. not gonna comment much on her views of how 'sweet' and 'jiwang' differ from one another but come on,although having a bit of a love story in it(actually,its one of the main focus) theres also a huge part on how she has to live her life.i was askd to give 10 reasons why she should watch it(i quote her,a lot of ppl has been telling me to watch it but i dont feel like it),i did what i normally do,i didnt give her any cos i know her.owh,she did ask me whether i cried watching it,i chose to remain silent cos a yes or no would give a lot more info bout myself than i would like to give out. i remember being told that a very dear friend of mine once lockd himself up in a room to watch cinta(a malay remake of an eng movie of 5 seperate love stories) and as he came out,they saw he was crying.not really surprising since a i saw ted cry whilst we were watching blood diamond. i have to strongly state here that it does not say that they're soft,instead it prob showd how bold they are at expressing their emotions and theres nothing wrong with that.i saw august rush last night and..well...it 'moved' me.too much info already...better stoip before i reveal more..till tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2903024855987400075?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2903024855987400075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2903024855987400075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2903024855987400075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2903024855987400075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-litre-of-tears.html' title='1 Litre of Tears'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8239412417985038766</id><published>2008-04-14T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:05:35.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO5nYk0pyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FfLab5OpTDQ/s1600-h/DSC02978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189195281923876642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO5nYk0pyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FfLab5OpTDQ/s320/DSC02978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a bit weird aint it to start a blog with a picture of myself?just so that its clear,i didnt put put it up so that everyone in the world can see how warm i am(since i am neither hot nor cool).i dont normally take pics of myself but since i thought it was gonna be some kind of a historical moment for me,i might as well take a snap of myself.what i was aboutto do back then was sumthing i havent done for years if not a decade ago.before i reveal anything,heres a few important characters:&lt;br /&gt;(excuse the pics with the wrong way up,too lazy to turn it around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabs,the guy who owns the damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189198206796605314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO8Rok0p4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/k-LrXV2VwhM/s200/DSC02981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ted,the guy who persuaded me to do it&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189198215386539922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO8SIk0p5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/UFMG0DFnafI/s200/DSC02982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;josh ,the guy who did it to me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189198202501638002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO8RYk0p3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/oSNiVdzBXXk/s200/DSC02979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;now,what i am about to blog would be a shocker.my sibs didnt want me to do it,most ppl dont think i'll ever do it and some would kill me if they knew.well ladies and gentlemen,i have shaved my head.shocking yes but believe that it is true.heres an after pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO5nok0pzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4eT2x0nW3_M/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189195286218843954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SAO5nok0pzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4eT2x0nW3_M/s320/DSC02980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg...i look sooooo weird.at first gabs told me that a 4 would be short but not too short but ted somehow persuaded me to go down to a 2.i'll put up a very funny pic of what happened somewhere between my past and present hair hopefully tomorrow when my bluetooth gets up and running but at the moment these are the only ones i can put up.still cant get over the fact that i've shaved my head(well josh did most of it but i did do the first stroke)hill keeps laughing at it although glass and seb thinks it looks really good(probably just to cheer me up).regardless, its not like i can do anything with it(glass did offer his cap) so i'll just have to live with it until it grows long.the only thing is that i got around 2 months to let it grow back before coming back to kl where homocidal friends would kill if they saw me.personally i dont know what to think cos i dont really care that much bout how i look.i'm always dull regardless whether my hair is long or short,it wont change anything in a large scale.i'm just gonna stop here for the day and mourn for my lost hair(since thats the only thing i can do).i'll do another one as soon as i find the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8239412417985038766?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/8239412417985038766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=8239412417985038766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8239412417985038766'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>i wanna go home</title><content type='html'>three days left and the feeling of homesick is getting to me.its not that i dont like being here(well,i dont most of the time) its just that u dont have the pressure of having to work back at home.and add to that ,ur family,ur sibs,ur bestfriends , home seems like a very attractive place. someone once asked me which is the better place to be in and giving an answer was easy , neither is better than the other. true theres a lot of stuff u cant do back home but theres also stuff u cant do here.i learn to value a place from a neutral's perspective(although i have to say t.i is an exception)anyway,three days seems further away than it actually is.ever had the feeling that time suddenly goes slower when ure waiting or bored?if not then i really envy u cos the only reason i could think of for that to happen is that ure life is filled with excitement where as if u do,then u know exactly how i'm feeling right now.i've lost the will to work and seeing that i only have one lesson left,it annoys me that i'm still here in oundle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll stll be here tomorrow but i'll be off to london on wednesday.as some of u might or might not know,my flight is on thursday night meaning that i have about a day and a bit to do a bit of shopping that is if my wallet permits me to do so. i've done my packing(roughly) and i reckon its about 10kg which leaves me with 15 left.someone wantd me to get him a souvenir from here and i have no idea what kind to get.cos..key chains are boring,lighters..well he doesnt smoke..chocs,u can get back at home,maps he can print off google,caps he can get,harrods bag..useless and theres a harrods at klia,so,to stop confusing myself,i've decided to get him something i often give my friends everytime i come back from england,nothing!(haha)i'm not being rude (i seriously am not),he's coming to a uni here in sept 08 which is like a few months away so he can get it himself. we chat through msn just now and it makes me more homesick really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i saw him was jj 7's where he playd for the kysers(he's not even from kys,but then again,apeq wasnt either)the night before the jj 7's,apeq gave me a call inviting me to play for the kysers,(luckily i managed to use my dislocated shoulder as an excuse to get me out of this one)straight after that fariq(the not so big one) gave me a rang.he didnt have a place to stay for the night so i offerd my place. my mom nvr did mind me having guest in the house (a common trait with ebo's mom)at that time he was driving a proton which is incomparable to his now bmw. we woke up early the next morning cos he had a game to get to.initially,i didnt wanna come but seeing that i agreed with some of my friends to meet up there,i just went along,he needed company anyway.that was roughly the last time i saw him,about 6-7 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how u barely meet ur friends although having gone back every 4 months or so.when i say friends,i meant a large number of friends not just bestfriends. the last break i had i went out with the same ppl so many times .the fact that everyone is so busy with wtv their doing means that theres barely time to meet up.if only we had more fariqs(a few size bigger than the last one,easier to ask out,always in contact),keeping in touch would be soo much easier.owh hell..i take that back,we dont really want more fariqs in the world,one is more than enough.another reason i'm not seeing them is cos our holidays are not allignd. by the time i reach home, taylors would at the end of their break and my only hope comes from kyuem which has roughly a week left of their 3 weeks holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be optimistic about itand see it as a sign.a sign that god wants me to study so that i dont flunk my exams in the summer.i even have to teach my self particle physics which icant really be bothered with but its not like i have a choice in the matter.at least my dad wont give any of his sarcasm if he sees me working.putting those a side,i got something interesting to share.today was basically average with almost nothing going on and me being unproductive(like any other day).had a chat with a very good friend of mine(azwan) who might have realised my boredom and decided to give me a url to a very2 interesting video.it literally made my day.so to anyone who's reading this blog,i i give u the link to ken leee(i have no idea how to do this so i just put down the link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_RgL2MKfWTo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2336544839361014787?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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,itsthe easiest way to type in my view and hell,i'm doing most of the typing here so let it be.anyway,here it is again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bani coming down..continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was i,owh yeah,my mom woke us up with here cooking so we had breakfast.found out that bani's sister was helping my mom out and my mom was telling us how helpful bani's sister was compared to us.i would have told her that we sacrificed our morning just to pick them upand we'll be theone driving her to her school but i didnt cos that would just be rude,she's my mother what can one expect.anyway,after breakfast and a few games of pro evo(i won all of mine although ifu ask ebo,he'll say i was using the diving function excessively) we drove of to cyberjaya.now between the 5 of us,no one has ever driven to ssp and our one and only human map only functions when we get to a certain point in cyberjaya.we were pretty much dependent on road signs from my house all the way there.it took us one hour and a bit to get to ssp,as we drove through the fron gate,i swear the security guard was giving us this funny look.i cant blame him,if i was in his position,i would have done the same.just imagine,theres 4 guys in the car and only one girl and its an all girls school.we agreed to call ourselves sibs if anyone ever asked. ssp was a dull place,no doubt about it but we did meet our old teacher(well,he's act my old teacher but he was at the teaching at our old school so its the same diff).we made a joke bout him but i dont think its right to type it here since this is an open blog and i aint gonna get myself in trouble. we talkd for a bit(the rest didnt feel comfortable) and went back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; whilst bani was helping his sister with her stuff,i decided to catch some z's, so equippd with my new found sunnies(GA..wohoo) i tried to doze off but couldnt.ireckon ebo had the same prob cos we ended up getting out ofthe car and chatting at this really ancient gazebo.guess who wasnt with us?azwan.being the babe magnet that he is,he decided to do a hit and run(which means attract and leave really)haha,actually cancel that,it didnt happen that way(sorie  mate).he thought the car wasnt comfortable enough so he went to one of the common rooms ,i think, which was equippd with aircond.he did askd us whther we wntd to join him but both of us had a feeling its gonna turn out bad and it did it if i aint mistaken.i kinda forget what happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we where about to leave,we saw bani's sister looking a bit sad sooo we  gave her a few shouts of encouragement as  well as farewell tears(metaphorically).after that we headed to ou to help bani shop for his gf back in perlis.i dont know his gf personally(its been a few months i think) but seems like he likes her a lot(thats kinda obvious,shouldnt have typed that).we went in to a number of shops and i believe he bought her a hoodie at the end,cant recall from were though.i'm positive that its not nike since this incident which i'm gonna tell a bit later on.we didnt have waffles at ww which is a rarity.we normally do,not just because we love waffles but for some other reason which i cant tell for a friends sake but if ure curious go to ww ou and u'll know y.its pretty obvious really.we finishd there and i drove everyone back home except bani of course who i sent to the bus station.(did i mention we took turns driving?me,ebo and azwan of course,bani couldnt since he doesnt know the way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-7700983941316483672?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/7700983941316483672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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situation).anyway,i'm feeling guilty as my flight would be arriving at night(if u can call 6.20 night) so i explaind the situation and let them decide on it. cos seriously,it will be a burden to both of em.anyway,backto themain topic,the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bani coming down(cant remember the date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bani calld me one day saying that he's coming down(he 'came down' to kl from perlis....,what were u thinking?)to accompany his sister to school(it was going back to school day)and he askd me to help buy his bus ticket for him cos he feared that they could be sold out or wtv.i would have helpd him if i could but i couldnt.i was about to go on a family trip to singapore and the day(night to be exact) i arrived back in kl would be a few hours before he arrived.he told me i didnt have to do it if i didnt want to but seeing that we were such close friends back in the 'old' days,i just had to help out.so,i thought,how the hell am i going to do this.well i cant,so i seekd help from a professional.some say he can drive around pj blindfolded but all i know is,he is calld EBO. it wasnt the wrong choice either.he made a few calls himself,got someone to buy the ticket(izhan,i reckon i should at least mention it,actually,it couldve been me who told izhan to get it and pass it to ebo) and not only that,he even agreed to tag along with me.so theres the two of us. we thought that it would be much better if we can get another guy to go along with us so we took out our trusty hps and dial one number(we were calling the same person),sadly enough,neither of us can get through(he's prob talking to his someone)so we turn to another form of contacting ppl,messenger. we both saw him online so we had a three way conversation and he agreed quite easily(the stuff we do for friends,lovely aint it?)not only that,he even agreed that we should crash at his place before picking bani and his sister up(didnt i mention we were picking bani AND his sister?)so all was agreed.so i went to singapore,ebo got the ticket(indirectly),azwan..well,i just assumed he did his own thing(have to say though his own thing normally consist of being with someone).came back to singapore,cleared immigration,got our luggage(i really dont see how this is related).i was barely in my house for 10 mins cos i was in such a rush(dont really know y).went straight for the jazz keys and drove off to ebo's place.at this point,someof u might think,wtf is wrong with this kid,u barely got home and ure going out again?what about your parents?its probably my fault if these questions pop into any of your heads.i told my parents beforehand(approx a week before) that i would be rushing out that night we arrived home to pick bani and his sister up the next morning. my parents know bani personally(like i said,we're close friends,i even crashed at his place once)so they didnt mind at all.anyway,back to the story, got to ebo's house,pickd ebo up and drove to azwans crib.oddly enough,i found myself stalking his(azwan) neighbours house.well,it aint really stalking,its just turning the ligths off and slowing down as we get closer to the house and stop when we reached a near enough distance. somehow me and ebo found amusement in that(i seriously cant answer if u ask me y).so azwans place, pickd him up,and went to eat at rasta while watching a bit of footie.it wasnt long before we headed back to azwans place and call it a nyte,well i did,the other two were so busy txting on their hps they were pretty much kept awake for the most part of the nyte(call me antisocial if u wish,but in my defence,i aint in the same league as those two so cut me some slack).some might wonder why we all had sleep in azwans place,well heres the thing,we had to wake up around 4-5 ish.if we were in diff places that night,one of us had to wake up so early that the guy who had to do it probably wouldnt have gone to sleep at all.anyway,we didnt get much sleep anyway that night,those two were still txting at 1-2 am and me being the person i am couldnt really go to sleep due to all the music which was made by the pressing of hp buttons and ringtones.in the end we did manage to get a couple hours of sleep(literally a couple).we used our hps as alarms to wake us up and they did a pretty good job at it(that is until we turnd them off and doze off again)the thing that made us wake up i nthe end was my phone i think and bani was calling it.ouch. he clld to say that he arrivd so being the nice friend i am,i told him i was on my way there(come on,dont tell me u nvr did that b4).it took us about 15 mins to freshen up and sneak out ofthe house(theres the alarm,the door,the gate).once we got to duta,bani and his sister joind us and the three of us went blank.we have no idea where to go from here cos at first we thought of sending bani's sister to putrajaya but it was so early in the morning and we werent cruel enough. going back to azwans place would be hard(,theres the gate,the alarm,the door),so it was either ebos place or mine.we decided at the end it was going to be my place cos 1)my mom would have waken up already 2)she'll understand the situation.so my place it was. it was predictable what was gonna happen at my place,the three of us would go to sleep,bani would surf the web and his sister...i dunno what she did but she did sumthing.we were woken up by the smell of my moms cooking(at least i did)and went down for breakfast.to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knowthis story is being dragged on,theres so much useless details that i typed ,i really dont hav the time cos i need to do a bit of work so i have to stop now.i'll continue tomorrw though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-3300348289300808094?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2319052377797441885</id><published>2008-03-12T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:44:47.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>Brief</title><content type='html'>As usual when my mood fails,i wont type anything long.I've added a few links which can be seen on the blog site.about 4 i think and all of em in comparison to mine are a bit more interesting i think.i'm considering not putting up a c-box although jing might have sumthing to say against it,dont matter to me cos at the end of the day,it is my choice.i've been watching band of brothers up to the 5th episode today and i seem to like it.somehow i can relate my life to it(which is kinda weird seeing that its a war story from a soldiers point of view and i aint no soldier nor havei been in a war)it was good fun watching it and thats pretty much my day.i thought up of a very good topic to blog about but somehow i forget.what a bummer.shouldve wrote it down somewhere.nvrmind,it'll come by again..i hope..well thats it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2319052377797441885?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2319052377797441885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2319052377797441885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2319052377797441885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2319052377797441885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/brief.html' title='Brief'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1864834433121034772</id><published>2008-03-11T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:43:24.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>Making a change</title><content type='html'>I've decided to cut down on my blogging seeing that it'll get boring (not saying its interesting at the moment) in a couple of weeks as i run out of stuff to type.its also due to the fact that i need to spend more time doing work.my 4 hours a day timetable aint going very well,i've been getting an average of 8 a day which is twice of what i aimed for and still i 'm feeling tired mentally. i read a few blogs today by my ex schoolmates which is kinda intimidating seeing that they blog bout intelectual stuff where as here i am typing bout my own lil personal world with hardly any alien stuff.at the moment ppl back home are talking bout elections and what not.me personally,not really interested in politics although i wouldnt mind being a politician in singapore(theyre the highest paid politicians in the world) if given the chance but i aint singaporean so thats that.Today was fill with blog browsing seeing that my quality of life has gone down in recent days (cant be bothered attitude kicking back in).i read one which is written in bahasa(well at least 90% of it) and it makes me kinda miss my own language.mind u,ever since coming here,the only malay words i ever use were curse words which is really handy when ure talking to ppl who cant understand it.kinda miss using bahasa.i remember the last time i was back in malaysia and i made this massive error using bahasa. too embarassing for me to tell but seriously,if petet didnt realise my error,it would have been really rude seeing that it has sumthing to do with a death. at the end of the day it turned out to be a joke(a painful one in fact) although i rather being teased to being rude to a person who just exp a death of a relative.it kinda makes me think how much i'll forget bout my own language,not in the sense that i'll forget every single thing bout it but more to anything outside the norm.i'm not a pro in my own language and the lack of practise in using it will push me understanding of the language further down. even when i use bahasa,its not the actual bahasa,its &lt;em&gt;pasar&lt;/em&gt; or slang. one of the diff between bahasa and any other language that i know is that our daily spoken bahasa is at most times not the same as our written language. most teenagers see the actual bahasa as &lt;em&gt;skema&lt;/em&gt;(aaa haqqa,help me out here,need a translation)kinda a bit like queens english in comparison with the normal eng. anyway,i was thinking of changing the language as well(someone mentiond that she couldnt understnd my blog,dunno whether itsa good thing or bad)to malay but i reckon it wouldnt be fair to my non-malay understanding friends who actually spend their time reading this(cheers guys,really appreciate it).i dont think i'll be ableto do much right with the state that i'm in but look forwrd to future changes,i promise u there will be some if not a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-1864834433121034772?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/1864834433121034772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=1864834433121034772' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1864834433121034772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1864834433121034772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/making-change.html' title='Making a change'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4933299653543527616</id><published>2008-03-10T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:45:50.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>Sprinting</title><content type='html'>I've finalised my summer results.for econs,i wont be doing my coursework but i'll do a few retakes which aint so bad once i thought it through.have to push really hard for further maths and physics,well,its just physics(not saying its easy,its just less tedious).this is gonna be the start of my sprint.unlike most ppl i know,they normally go at an average rate(sumthing like jogging)and try to stay constant.what i tend to do is walk if not crawl and as i get closer to the end,i try to sprint.not a very good idea,i know but its just how i am.i have this feeling i'm getting bored of doing the same thing for almost 14years(this is actually my excuse for going on a gap year),i'm still thinking of what to do during my gap year. i had a dream of seeing the aurora borealis(northern lights) in person. for those who never heard of it,google it or even better,wikipedia it. of course,to watch it in person requires me to go up north which probably would cost a bomb.so in order to be able to afford such a 'bomb' i would have to work for money not just experience. so one of my plans is to get a job,save the money,get a return ticket to somewhere up north(way north) stay there for a week tops(apparently they advice ppl to stay for at least 2 weeks but dont think i can afford that).sounds easy but i dunno,it sounds like a lot of work.finding a good paying job would be a prob.flight tickets..well..i'll probably have to call in a few favours..accomodation,food,stuff like that..aww man..now it sounds too hard. back to point blank..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4933299653543527616?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4933299653543527616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4933299653543527616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4933299653543527616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4933299653543527616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/sprinting.html' title='Sprinting'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-3996067989435036256</id><published>2008-03-09T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:46:32.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>wasted time and revolution of the chain msgs</title><content type='html'>hello ppl,i'm back from insanity. it wasnt really that bad(i meant me,the results were horrible) and sh!t happens,so lets just move on.my 'personal time' was wasted on cursing and sleeping for long hours(a luxury which i will miss a lot).at the end of it,i'm still the same old(well,i take that back,i'm still young) lazy me.however,laziness has a limit so i'm gonna have to change my habits just slightly.slightly happy though cos some ppl did express their concern and were very nice bout it.today,just gonna type a bit bout chain msgs(its the future ppl,chain letters are way too old school).heres one i got from my fs account:&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------Original message from aziemah:----------------------------------Original message from nasir:----------------------------------Original message from MuSaFiR:----------------------------------Original message from AsH:----------------------------------Original message from A I N:----------------------------------Original message from heLLspERM:----------------------------------Original message from Tg Reeza:----------------------------------Original message from tini:----------------------------------Original message from elmy:----------------------------------Original message from MiSz SaLLy:----------------------------------Original message from khairil:----------------------------------Original message from AisYAh:----------------------------------Original message from LoRreTha:----------------------------------Original message from MIZ_LOWKEY:----------------------------------Original message from AyA_d0e:----------------------------------Original message from -AiMiE-:----------------------------------Original message from SyAa:----------------------------------Original message from fareezan:----------------------------------Original message from -Zaid-:Dear Friends,Please do not take this for a junk letter. Bill Gates is sharing his fortune. If you ignore this you will regret later. Microsoft and AOL are now the largest Internet companies and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the most widely used program, Microsoft and AOL are running an e-mail beta test.When you forward this e-mail to friends, Microsoft can and will track it (i f you are a Microsoft Windows user) for a two week time period.For every person that you forward this e-mail to, Microsoft will pay you $245.00, for every person that you sent it to that forwards it on, Microsoft will pay you $243.00 and for every third person that receives it, you will be paid $241.00. Within two week! s, Microsoft will contact you for your address and then send you a cheque.mai kita cuba ........ramai2.....aku dah dapat semalam...RM5,449.00 selepas T/T ke bank akaun aku.Norhafizah Binti Abdul HalimSetiausahaPengarah MARA NegeriKedahTel:04-7313060/7335780 DL: 04-7331734Faks: 04-7319156email: norhafizah@mara.gov.mykite try, test, tengok..... X rugi pun....tu la masalah dia sekarang nie wan, aku baru je balik dari bank in cheque USD13k++ dlmFCY a/c kat bawah tadi. Ade 3 day float...... aku yg jadi confuse...biar betul beb duit nie.....kita tunggu dulu, kalu clear duit tu, aku habaq kat smua nooo.....Thanks and RegardsROSFAN MOHD SUBBIANTrade Finance Ops03-2034 5861Nie betullah?4 tahun lalu aku dapat email nie..aku forward lah..masa tu masih bute IT lagi kan , so percayalah..tup tap tup tap..6 bulan kemudian aku dapat email memohon alamat aku..terkezut aku biler 2 minggu kemudian aku dapat cek bernilai $16, 456.32..giler babi nye seronok?tu dalam US Dollar..biler aku covert, masa tu 3.8?kirelah..Nah,Pada sesapa yg terrer pasal internet tu, tlg cfm sat.... buleh caya ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i purposely left the original msg from thingy and just to add a bit,i got at least 15 of these(no BS).could some one please explain to me why anyone would ever waste their time making this kind of things up and send them around?what fun would one get from passing aroung such msgs?have to say though,this one is revolution to the normal chain msgs. for a first,it doesnt tell you to send to a fix number of ppl(normally its 10/20),no bad luck from not doing it, details from a person who did get the money(lets be honest,who the hell would send the msg again and put in their details on it just to say they got the money) and encouraging ppl to send it by saying theres nothing to lose if u did. i dont really care bout chain msgs cos i normally just ignore and delete them but this one is just sooo annoying.the person who came up with this one is really creative,hey its original,but dont u have anything else to do with your life? i'm disappointed that i have so many 'friends'(gotta admit that in my youth,i did just simply add ppl regardless whether i know them or not,trying to repair that now,i'm deleting those i dont know whenever i have the time and as one can see,my friends list is getting shorter by the day) that actually believe in this kinda thing.cant say i blame them 100%,the prospect of easy money is tempting to most but theres a saying that theres no such thing as a free lunch(i could give examples to prove it wrong but that aint the point) and my dad often tells me not trust easy money(he proves this by giving me this look whenever i offer to pay the bill,haha,).i recall having read about a get rich quickly scheme(skim cepat kaya) a few years ago and millions of ringgit were 'stolen' from ppl around the country.those who fell for it,well,u got no one but urself to blame. if making money was so easy i reckon we would have solved our poverty problem by now. this is actually my 2nd entree of the day,i typed one just a few minutes ago but as i was about to post it,my connection bro so i'm pretty pissed off right now but as i said before,sh!t happens.anyway, gonna end with a joke(if u can call it a a joke that is) by a friend of mine.heard bout the idea of taxing obese ppl for being fat?absurd aint it?i dont really see the problem as fat ppl tend to consume more food so they might be paying more tax on food than skinny ppl.anyway, theres this govt that wanted to tax stupid people for their stupidity.its very tempting u see as stupid ppl are easily manipulated to pay the tax.however,the govt had a few probs ,among them were how are they to implement it and what name should they give to the tax as a stupidity tax would be too obvious and would also cause an uproar.the govt consultd a group of economist and one of the economist gave an answer in mere seconds,"sirs,i'm sorry to say that we already have such a thing and its called the lottery".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-3996067989435036256?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/3996067989435036256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=3996067989435036256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3996067989435036256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3996067989435036256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/wasted-time-and-revolution-of-chain.html' title='wasted time and revolution of the chain msgs'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2030089819229653467</id><published>2008-03-06T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:47:23.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>not in the mood</title><content type='html'>a few warnings:&lt;br /&gt;1)dont talk to me for the next couple of days&lt;br /&gt;2)dont even bother txt-ing me cos i wont reply&lt;br /&gt;3)dont ever ask me why&lt;br /&gt;4)dont give me advice cos we both know i'll just ignore it&lt;br /&gt;5)dont even dare telling me how its my fault cos i &lt;a href="mailto:f@cking"&gt;f@cking&lt;/a&gt; know it already&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry but i wont be blogging for the next few days due to personal reasons. anything important can be emailed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2030089819229653467?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2030089819229653467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2030089819229653467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2030089819229653467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2030089819229653467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-in-mood.html' title='not in the mood'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-7394646961521212345</id><published>2008-03-04T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:12:57.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice doing business with ya</title><content type='html'>just came back from watching the champions league and i have to say we played really well(if ure wondering,i'm a huge arsenal supporter,no sh!t) i knew we were gonna win after watching the first half,its amazing to see arsenal just controlling the game. we should have scored more goals,thats for sure but i guess in football u cant have it all,2-0 although a good score does not really reflect how the guys played today.cesc's 30 yard goal shot (which ended at the back of the net) was just..wow. and the pace that theo has,omg,i reckon his faster than habana,did u see that run?(of course u didnt,u were too busy crying for your losr).anyway,lets put that aside cos i have an announcement to make. good friends,colleagues,normal friends,bfs to my friends(no,not referring to 'bi-curious' ppl) and bookies.lend me ur ear for i am not here to..owh wait,wrong one.ok people,i'm typing this so there should be no misunderstandings and i will send this post to each of u if need be(excludes u bookies of course). I'll be collecting todays winnings in a weeks time after i reach malaysia(21st march),there should be ample time to get it and bear in mind that failure to do so will result in an interest put on to that debtat a rate of 10% a day. no negotiations will be made. thanks ppl,yes,i love u too.&lt;br /&gt;today was just wow.i won both football games today(the arsenal one plus a game against bedford i think) and i'm doing well on my challenge. almost nothing went wrong today. if ure curious bout the thing i typed above,well if u really have to know, i got this prob see,its not a biggie but its not sumthing i should be doing in the first place.i got an ego prob.whenever arsenal goes up a really really good team(eg. ac),i'm normally asked to put my money where my mouth is and most times,i do (i hate it when ppl talk crap bout arsenal).anyway,this time around we won,and hell i'm not gonna give anyone a break at all.not even if he was my brother.still waiting for april 12 which is gonna be a really tough game against manu and as i told some ppl before,i'll repay every word,every tease plus interest.a bit harsh aint it?i know,butits justtheway it is, mess with the team and u'll get it for sure.todayisall bout football(duhh,dont expect me to write bout health and fitness).waht a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-7394646961521212345?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/7394646961521212345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=7394646961521212345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/7394646961521212345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/7394646961521212345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/nice-doing-business-with-ya.html' title='nice doing business with ya'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1393905559792114160</id><published>2008-03-03T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:48:56.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>what?this is eaaasy</title><content type='html'>its the third day and i have to say it was fairly easy,i'm aiming for at least this wednesday but my hopes are for the 15th(if i can reach that,i promise u i'll throw a huge party),most ppl who read this will have no idea on what i'm talking bout and hey,guess what,tough luck,no chance am i ever gonna say it publicly. Just had my fourth cup of coffee and now i'm thinking of adding a teaspoon of coffee to the mixture seeing that i'm feeling slightly immune to it compared to before(could be over fatigue though).my sleeping habits really arent helping me stay fit(my term of fit means the ability to run more than 100 m) although i have to say my work rate(in academics ) is quite impressive. johny told me before that i should actually do more push ups,it makes the body more refine(actual quote).if only i had the energy,i would(seriously,dont u ever trust me?) but its sad to say that i barely have enough to get through a day of walking to and from lessons. i'll admit its totally my fault,4 hours of sleep isnt enough to support me both physically and mentally but its not like i have a choice. dont matter anyway. organised my i tunes today(i know,i dont have a life) and my current playlist(its actually called current sounds) i realised just now,almost half of it was electronica+dance and almost a third of that came from the album ultra dance 09.i ripped it to my com cos i know my sis is gonna take it when i get back(just cos she has her own house now she thinks she can get away with taking my stuff)fave song from that album would have to be D.A.N.C.E(really nice childish sound to it). not that many new songs on my current sounds since i have decided to not download stuff illegally(out with piracy,a bit lame i know)got a few marie digby on it (courtesy of kyd who intro-d me to her),her voice is not exceptionally good but she knows the types of songs to sing which is better than having a good singer but bad song.i threw in a few mash ups in there as well which appealed to me(my lil sis lost the album so i only have disc one on my com which is really unfortunate since the songs on the 2nd disc was really good).owh,theres also the beatles,let it be.amazing song although (i have said this before bout them) the lyrics is really short which is normal for a beatles song but still i have this thing against really short lyrics(dont know y,i just do).not that long of a playlist,theres only bout 32 songs on it.i update my playlist every few days so that i dont get bored,(yes i know,i have no life). i'm a bit of a universal listener so i dont really care what genre i hear as long as its good. embarassingly,my fave song of all time is fly me to the moon by frank sinatra,i nvr get bored of listening to that song and i hope i nvr will,its such a good song,try to sing it everytime i'm in the showers(the echos make my voice sound alot more nicer than it is),sad aint it?my fave song is a song that was made famous during my dads time,kinda gives me the 'old ' feeling. owh, i havent found a tap dancing class in malaysia which is a bit sad since i'm thinking of taking em during the summe(anyone?a bit of help would be appreciated),i know its still early but better be prepared,who knows,there might only be limited number of places.i'm also checking up on plays going on at istana budaya, the last time i went there was for anna and the king(wasnt that long,its like 3 months?) but yeah,it was good, a nice classic(seen anna and the king a few times in my life to be honest but it was my lil sis first time). i got hooked to theatres ever since i first went there around ten years ago(now,if u can say ten years ago with confidence u know ure old)it was keris sang puteri i think and it was alright although i have to say now that i think of it,cant say i remember much about it. still appreciate the fact that i when to see it though.from music to theatres,this is going out of topic.i'll just stop here today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-1393905559792114160?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/1393905559792114160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5925323366950284755</id><published>2008-03-03T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:49:48.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Mixed weekend</title><content type='html'>Sick on saturday,spent most of my free afternoon in Xby(really nice ppl there,should really go there more often) and here i am thinking why didnt i take a few minutes off to write my blog. at the current moment,my head is a bit spinny(if u dont know what i mean,its not thinking straight) from last nights antics which i'm really happy to say happens only once in a year(thanks to chucky who convincd me to do it).please dont ask about it,its way too embarassing although some guys would wanna take it on(yeah,come on boys,we can do this!)anyway,i'm not sure whether i wrote about my teacher adding me on facebook. he's a 42 year old guy physically but barely 20-ish at heart. seriously,no joke. he's up to date in movies,uses his 3g phone quite well(which most dont sadly enough),has his very own superbike(i think) and is very2 sporty. he's never ashamed to ask for help(prob the thing that makes him diff from other 'not so young' ppl)i still remember helping him with his laptop and buy stuff online,now he can easily do both on his own.back to the main point,facebook.i somehow think one of his pupils manage to convince him to get a facebook account which is fine but adding me just feels a bit weird. i got over it though cos once u think about it,if a facebook account gets him online more often then its a great thing,at least its easier(and cheaper) for me to cantact him(so what if we keep in touch,he's been vital in my war against the add maths).a particular girl told me to accept it and ignore the guy but i just cant do that(believe it man..i'm going soft),ignoring a stranger is one thing but a teacher who taught u and vice versa? no way...iwas sick on sat,not the hold day but straight after playing footie(too much use of energy perhaps?),i had to cancel my cooking session with andy and that was the most annoying thing i could do at that moment. we where gonna cook salmon teriyaki and fried rice(i have no idea whether its garlic or chinese) and i had to cancel due to a bleedin fever.wtf,it was my first time being sick in almost 2 years,2 &lt;a href="mailto:f@cking"&gt;f@cking&lt;/a&gt; years.huuh...yesterday was alright though,got my supply of movies which hopefully would last me at least until the end of term.this is all thanks to a very dear friend named poh jing yu(trying to flatter u laa,what else)its good to know that u have nice friends around you who wouldnt mind sharing the data on their hard drives. owh,chris ma intro-d me to slim jims,personally i dont think they're that good but not bad either.theyre beef jerky if u never heard of em and apparently its really hard to get by them unless ur in the states of course. the taste is nice but the chewing bit is kinda weird,feels like ure chewing beef thats mixd with plastic but that could be just me.anyway,gonna write another one tonight so taa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5925323366950284755?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5925323366950284755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5925323366950284755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5925323366950284755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5925323366950284755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-on-saturdayspent-most-of-my-free.html' title='Mixed weekend'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1498199736134225383</id><published>2008-02-29T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:50:03.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>One day when you are feeling important,&lt;br /&gt;One day when your ego is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;One day when you have the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;You are the most important person in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Take a bucket and fill it with water,&lt;br /&gt;Put your arm in up to the wrist,&lt;br /&gt;Pull it out and the hole that is left there,&lt;br /&gt;Will be the measure of how much you will be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was sent to me by my dad. seeing that my dad aint a poet,its not always he sends me sumthing like this,in fact this is a first,i never read nor heard any poetry my dad ever made(i doubt he did any when courting my mom). i'm not 100% sure that he made this (although he did claim it as his own)theres always the possibility that his lecturers or teachers could have told him in passing(he once did english lit,for some reason that i am not aware of) but in his defence,it doesnt really sound like sumthing a teacher or lecturer would tell u. the point that he's trying to show to me is fairly easy to understood,i got it the first time he told me bout it(it was during one of our family 'dinners') and still he sends it to me via email as a reminder. i have this feeling that he thinks i might let my ego get the better of me(it is a possibility seeing that some ppl have told me before that i do have some ego issues but then again some ppl say quite the opposite) and if he thinks that way than i'm gonna prove him wrong,its not like i've never done it before,it'll be another sweet victory and an 'i told u so moment'. just exp a power cut which is kinda annoying when ure writing a blog.it didnt last long so it really didnt matter. today was a bit too windy for my taste(i detest the cold when i'm awake,although i do love em when i'm asleep).not gonna type that long today,not really in the mood.when i woke up this morning i knew it was gonna be a long day so expectations of today was low and hey,its as expected,average.hopefully tomorrows gonna be a better day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-1498199736134225383?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/1498199736134225383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=1498199736134225383' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1498199736134225383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1498199736134225383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1548133721145354795</id><published>2008-02-28T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:05:36.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>why r u writing so damn long?</title><content type='html'>a friend of mine told me that my blog entrees are unnecessarily long.its not like he's implying that its a bad thing,its just that it takes timeto read the whole thing.i told him i didnt really mind if he didnt wanna read it(i dont force ppl to read this ya know) but he said cos he's a friend(a close one as well)its his duty to read my blog(i have no idea where he came up with sumthing like that).so today,in his honour,i'm gonna right a not so long entree.mate(u know who u r)this is for you,and please when u read this,do me a favor by voting or at least tell me bout it via email(yahoo please,hotmail is under 'renovation' apparently). jing convinced me to walk all the way to xby today just to grab myself a packet of instant noodles(not maggi,ever since they took out the msg,it tastes like sh!t).its worth it i guess since i was intro-d to band of brothers whilst i was at his place(heard of it but nvr seen it before) he said its good and somehow i find myself trusting his taste in tv shows.one thing though,i dont really like tv series unless its really good but since he thinks its really good,i might just give it a go(if ure reading this,thanks).my work finally got up to par which is a good thing,shows improvement and all the effort i'm putting in is actually paying off. it makes me feel good about myself and also makes the whole thing feels worthwhile.starting back on the coffee addiction(not really an addiction,its just a way to keep me awake).at least 4 cups a day,each made with 4 teaspoons of coffee plus 1 teaspoon of sugar,add hot water and thats basically it.no milk.i was thinking of cancelling the sugar but exp tells me that i need do things gradually so maybe tomorrow?anyway,not gonna type anything else cos like i said,short one. got a few pics i grab from stewie and lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172143760272590114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/R8clWMZNBSI/AAAAAAAAADw/jTSNfM344jU/s400/P1020028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172143768862524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/R8clWsZNBTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ANYt64Xpfek/s400/P1020154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1548133721145354795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-r-u-writing-so-damn-long.html' title='why r u writing so damn long?'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/R8clWMZNBSI/AAAAAAAAADw/jTSNfM344jU/s72-c/P1020028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6309759172972590783</id><published>2008-02-27T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:51:03.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>making it right</title><content type='html'>this morning i woke up feeling really bad about myself.my current work doesnt really reflect what i believe i can do and not only that,i've been postponing my work so long that i'm getting fed up with myself. really makes one wonder how my teachers are feeling.probably more fed up with me than i am.the only explanation(more of an excuse really) i can come up with is the post exam feeling.i'm the kind of person that just suddenly switches off after the exams are over(dont sneer at me,u do it as well,well most of you at least). not really the best thing to do since my next coming exam is getting closer by the day(its in june by the way if ure wondering).and also,the reason why i'm like this is not really because exams are ove,its more to the fact that i'm just bleedin lazy.i know myself better than most ppl and my huge prob has always been laziness(which is closely followed by my appetite for good food)so,from now on,i'm commiting myself working at least 6 hours a night.i realised now that my sleeping habits doesnt really make me work more,what it does is gives me more time awake. so by setting a specific minimum time of working,at least i have an idea of how much work i'm doing where as just being awake for 20 hours a day does not mean i work 20 hours a day. so its decided,at least 6 hours of work during night time meaning this excludes lesson time and vols.hopefully this will work(come on,dont laugh,as a friend u should at least support me a bit).i'm gonna exclude weekends from this hectic time management(lets just call it a day off)so that i will have a bit of time to do other stuff like learn how to cook or have a game session or wtv.man..i'm reading through this and somehow it sounds just ridiculous,impossible and the guy writiting this must be a nutcase.maybe i am.who cares anyway.i'm doing this so that i can make things right. this is my determination! i;m gonna do posters after this to remind me of my goal.a bit 'skema' i'll admit but if i have to start sometime ,i might as well try to start now while i'm not thinking straight. Ktk told me that one thing that all of us have in common(us as in 'us' not everyone,not only me and him either) is that there will be a point in our lives where we will just 'blossom'(this is an actual quote).mine might not be now but i'll try hard till that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;going to today,well,just another wednesday really(except for my awakening of course).i might be able to 'rob' a few maggi mee's from two of my friends which is a good thing(for me at least).had my first innocent smoothies bottle since i cant even remember when.if any of u never had it before then search for it,kill sumone if u have to,its worth every blood drop(unless its mine of course,mines priceless)actually no,dont kill anyone,i dont want to be blamed if sumone died over a smoothie that i said was worth killing for.but its just one ofthose luxuries i can only afford to have once awhile,seriously.i know my dad told me that its ok when it comes to food but the price when you think about it is just..sooooo expensive.fair enough it uses 100% recycle bottles and 100% fruits as its ingredients but with that kind of price,i can actually get 3 coke cans for each smoothie. and hell,even when it comes to coke i have to think twice if not thrice.at 50p,its killing me financially. back to today,again i tried to go to the ca office but i have no idea how to open the door ,i tried pulling,pushing,turning the nob,nothing happens,its like they dont want me to be in. so trying to not make myself look like an idiot trying to break in,i just bolted(when i think back,bolting makes it look more like i was trying to break in). bought myself a new set of stationaries from the bookstore,i thought i needed a change in working conditions and tools to mark my 'change'.end of the day.bring on tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6309759172972590783?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6309759172972590783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6309759172972590783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6309759172972590783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6309759172972590783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/making-it-right.html' title='making it right'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8513329153944448516</id><published>2008-02-26T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:53:20.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>get well Nik</title><content type='html'>today is..not the a day that i would wanna replay ever.this morning i had an email from Nik,he's in NY at the moment which is good to hear but theres sumthing in the email that was shocking,he just survived an accident. i quote "Just survived a car accident last Thursday. There was a big ice-storm that day. The ground and roads were covered with at least 0.5 inch of ice (it was minus 10 degrees Celsius that day. On a sharp Y turn, the car that was driven by my staff swerved and skidded to side of the highway and plunged into a 20 feet ravine. Thank god that the edge of the ravine was a stream. The car was totally damaged but we survived OK. Just a few bruises here and there and a few days of body aches from the backlash. The car did not survive though. Thank god everyone including myself who was sitting at the back wore seat belt and air bags were functioning."oh my god..how lucky was that. I for one am relieved that everyone was safe and sound(too bad cant say the same to the car). Nik,if ure ever reading this,hope ure doing alright and get well soon.i'm not sure whether it was near death or not(hoping that its not) but if it was,only if,and it happend to me,i..i'm not sure how to react to be honest.Will i start praying to the god whom i failed to follow orders?its a common human nature that we turn to god in time of need and neglect when everythings going our way. i cant stop thinking bout it when i read his email.i've been thinking the same thing when sumone close to me gets involve in a dangerous accident or 'leaves' me.i know that stuff like that happens almost everyday to every other person in other parts of the world besides my own but when its sumone close i just feel the chill if u know what i mean.thinking of how i havent made my parents proud of having a son such as me,if i was to 'leave' now,i'd feel the utmost regret.....a bit of a gloomy writing there aint it? i was taught that death is the nearest thing to anyone in the world and i never actually understood the meanig and still havent,i always think of it as death could occur at anytime but it doesnt seem right.anyway,that was how my day startd,and guess what,it was almost raining ,in fact after a couple of hours it did rain almost like the weather is reflecting my mood(could be the other way around though).my first time having breakfast after a few days of late wake ups(alarm aint working as well as it should for the past few days,my reaction to the sound is getting too quick,manage to get around it though today)i remember having a rumbling stomach yesterday morning,i reckon tom heard me in maths cos it was kinda loud.not really the best of days for learning to be honest,but i'm making great progress with my econs coursework(which i have full confidence that i will have to do).had a football match today and even though we lost(4-1) it didnt felt that bad,infact,i was enjoying myself.i mean,it was annoying after the first 2 but it started to amuse me when the 3rd came,and i was pretty much smiling all through the rest of the match.pete pulld one back for us which was alright.found out that today is timmy(only a few calls him that and i did it cos it reminds me of southparks timmy) 18th. he wasnt very excited about it though. timmy!happy birthday!owh,i have to point out to my dear,dear friend who thinks i'm a brand conscious guy...how could u???i dont even have that many ax stuff.ok fine a few shirts,my gloves,a jacket and my cap but thats basically it.i dont have any ax jeans(well i might have one..only one).. its not my fault that ax makes the kind of clothes that catches my fancy.but seriously if one thinks bout it,i dont really go for brands but rather for the designs(not bluffing)fair enough they might come from a limited number of brands but i promise u i didnt buy em for their name.chong noted that my choice of colours for clothing is quite limited(he said sumthing like soo emo),seeing most of my new stuff is either white balck or grey(with the exception of two of my jeans(montana and i have no idea whats the levis one is clld).true2,not gonna deny it.i tend to buy either white or black with the occasional blue red nvr yellow or green though.a friend of mine(being a model seems to make her think that she has good fashion sense) thinks that i'll look good in bright colours.regardless whether its true or false(lets be honest,i look good in anything(haha,how i wish that was true)),brights colors are well,too bright for me,and pale colours make the thing looks old thus u have my colour taste.i might give in to her demands though the next time we go out(just to make it clear,she aint my gf,no,nvr!!),i owe her at least that much i think.saw the red carpet for the oscars in the paper(u're probably thinking,wtf is this guy doing reading bout the red carpet,dont get me startd),on the bottom bit they normally have what fashion critics have to say.they amuse me soo much. not gonna say much bout it since its not really my forte.but it was fun-ny just to read bout it.highly unproductive day.havent done work since morning,i might actually start now to make up for the slack attitude before.tomorrow then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8513329153944448516?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/8513329153944448516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=8513329153944448516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8513329153944448516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8513329153944448516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/get-well-nik.html' title='get well Nik'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-7323320389433360023</id><published>2008-02-25T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:06:08.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>The Gondoliers</title><content type='html'>This day did not turn out as i hoped it would be.I was hoping to catch about 4hours of sleep but it turnd out that once u stoppd its pretty hard to start over.I should have known that since it does happen most of the time.still,i'm getting there,its just a matter of time before i can really manage 4 hours a day. Still need to heat up my room so that the theres least temptation to sleep.the highlight of the day was the Gondoliers,a play i just went to a few minutes ago.I'll be honest,the only reason i went was cos one of my teachers is in it however,i actually enjoyed it.Its a musical (which is the type of plays i normally go to) and the background is set in italy i think. i have to say that the story line was quite predictable but that could possibly be just me(for a person who hears a lot of conspiracy theories,its not that hard to see how this play in particular was gonna unfold) but like i said,i still enjoyed it.last night someone calld me saying that she was at a studio taking salsa lessons(y she calld me whilst she was there?i have no idea)she just startd about a week ago and seems like she enjoys it.me,i'm more into tap dancing which is sumthing i'm gonna look into during the summer but its really doubtful seeing that my parents dont really approve me doing stuff like that. I recall when i was learning the guitar back when i was 12(bear in mind that it was my dads idea). it was really fun and i enjoyd it so much that i try to spend as much time on it.afterawhile though,my dad always gives me sarcastic remarks everytime he sees me on the guitar.if it was a friend ,i would have snapd back but seeing it is my dad i just have to keep it in(theres just somethings u dont say to ur parents).if he preferrd(its not that he hates it or dislikes it)me not playing sumthing he made me do in the first place(which i do enjoy),i reckon if it was sumthing like tap dancing,he would quickly disapprove. But theres always the possibility that he would understand though so i'll take that chance and try. talking bout music,has anyone heard of DANCE by justice?its sucha catchy song(to be fair,the majority of electronica are catchy),i like the kiddy like sound singing it,soo cute. owh,i just found out a trait that i really detest in a person.i'm not really sure what its calld but its just annoying. theres this friend of mine who askd one of his sr's to help him out with his work. i would have help him out but i was so busy watching superbad that i said no when he came to ask.kinda regret it back then but the feelings gone now.back to the guy,now his sr help him out and all was well until lunch time. the sr was talking to one of the teachers boasting on how he did my friends work for him.i'm not sure whether he's being ethical bout it but boasting to a TEACHER on how u did sumone elses work isnt really a smart thing to do is it?and he HELPD expland not do it do it(if u know what i mean). i cant really understand why anyone would ever do such a thing. is it for personal gain? so that the teacher thinks he's a hardworking person(doing others work on top of his own) or maybe to be seen as an honest person?i'm not one to judge but if it was me,i'd never claim to do sumones work when i try to help them out.but then again,he's not me is he?its him,the so self proclaimd 'legend' who thinks the world actually revolves around him.i have never met such a self-centerd person in my life.woah,this is taking it a bit too far.i gotta stop,hatred is not sumthing i wanna get into.fuuh..i try not to hate ppl it never seems to work,like i said before,i was educatd not to hate ppl but rather the actions that they did.i typed this before and trust me i've been trying so hard to get there but theres always a small part of me that just cant help but hate certain ppl.aww man,i think i better stop.thats all,nyte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2458757070715173220</id><published>2008-02-24T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:06:51.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>back to the present</title><content type='html'>finally i've finishd the boston ones.feels quite good right now although i havent startd on my work yet.big mak came in and ask me to help him with his work,i dont really mind to be honest since it'll improve my own work.today is a very normal sunday,with a few ppl still feeling a bit of a hangover from last nights antics(yup,that is normal).woke up really late today just to find out that samsons been tryin to call me to get me to play footie which was fine seeing i love doing it for fun. ive had this wanting to quit the football team for awhile and do sumthing else,badminton perhaps which is more laid back and less stressful.the reason y i play football in the first place was cos its fun but when ure being pressurd to win,the excitement just..goes away. i was reminded today that my room is a bit empty.my argument was that its expensive to really decorate my room seeing that its slightly larger than ur average room and theres no point since i'm only gonna be here for a few months.its neat though,i promise.its a trait i try to keep from back in the 'old' days.the three main stuff is still on my wall,the jalur gemilang,my arsenal jersey and barcelona jersey.i've stoppd learning japanese for awhile,i was hoping to continue to do so after the exams but apparently i have to prepare for the next exams and i am not gonna do last minute stuff anymore so better get started early.yeah,that would be a great i dea.starting from today,i'll 'try' to maintain a maximum of 4 hours a sleep (its possible,i've done it before).finish fable today which is the best uk game i ever plyd so far(the only one to be exact) but i dont think i'll go for fable 2 though.owh,i saw crash yesteray and seriously it was really sad.go an see it yourself,i almost cried in one of the scenes.enlightening aswell,no joke.i'm also starting to plan out what i wanna do this summer (although its like a few months a way). my first thought was to get a job as a waiter or a concierge although the latter normally need an in depth knowledge of the surrounding areas but i reckon i could manage.y? cos i want a job that interacts with ppl its also the exp of working,but before that,i need to convince my dad to allow me to do so(parents,what would u expect). i've done a bit of work before but i nvr told my parents bout it,now theres a feeling of guiilt if i dont tell them my plan.where and how are problems which can solved if i put the effort in.i'll keep updating about it when i could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2458757070715173220?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2458757070715173220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2458757070715173220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2458757070715173220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2458757070715173220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-present.html' title='back to the present'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2812572616522230605</id><published>2008-02-24T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:05:36.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Boston part5(the last part)</title><content type='html'>after that wonderful tuesday i know no other day would be as good as that so i kept my expectations low(no way i can afford another day like that,who do ya think i am. wednesday was boring cos i didnt do much. when to MIT in the evening whilst it was raining. i had this idea that God didnt want us to come to MIT so god had rain pouring down(not a very good argument but bear with me,i believe in god).thats pretty much it for the day, at night i had pizza i think form papa johns and they were better than dominos or pizza hut,trustme on this,when it comes to food,i know i have an alright taste.the next few days were boring as well although i did go to as many lectures as i could..no,could is not the right word..bear,perhaps?that happened all the way till sunday with meals coming at the food court and lecs in marriot ,sheraton adn heinze convention centre. on sunday i manage to find the time to go to AX (alone) to get any stuff with the money i'm left with and alsowentto the launderette to wash my clothes.my luggage wasnt ashavy asi thought it would be but it was pretty full.i swear if it wasnt a very good bag,it would have exploded(not literally,metaphorically).i was a bit sad though cos i didnt manage to buy my lil sys a wii. its not that i dont have the money(i've been saving for a long long time)but i feared my bag just wouldnt fit.its prob my fault cos i bought too many stuff for myself but when else would i ever find the time to be selfish and not feel that much guilt?i'll get her one when i get back to malaysia(if ure reading this,remind me when i get back,kay?)so that was pretty much it. my trip to boston.it was enjoyable and worthwhile.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170545512747435234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/R8F3v8ZNBOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/d4GaAZM_c0E/s400/Oyster+Union+House.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2812572616522230605?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2812572616522230605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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a concierge)i found out that it'll cost me 38 bucks to go there and back. although i just met nik,i had full confidence when he told me its one of the best places for sales so i decided to go that tuesday.call it luck or wtv but apparently no one was able to accompany me there but i was so convince that its worth the trip that i on my own. that would prob be the best thing that could have happen cos i'm the type of person that dont really lash out when i'm around ppl for some apparent reason which i am so sure of. my coach arrived a few minutes early which was fine by me(the earlier we start the better).the driver was big plump guy(i have no idea y i put that in).there was a few others from othe hotels coming ,there was like 10 of us which was just nice.it took us an hour to get there and believe me,once i've reached there i immediately know why nik fancies the place so much. owh,havent intro-d the place yet. its calld wrentham premium factory outlet stores village(i think,although i coud be wrong).as stated in the name,its a place filled with factory outlets stores.its a bit too open for my taste butit didnt matter that much,what matters was the sales.OMG. almost all the shops i went to had sales ranging from 20-75%.once i've reachd there,my first stop was the adidas store (my lacoste is in need of a sub).it was pretty big,slightly smaller than a jusco floor if u know what i mean.the shoes were selling for $29.99++(i always wndered what ppl have with the 99 cents,why not just round it up) and i was so tempted to buy 2,3 of em but manage to hold the temptsation as my mon would say, browse before u buy.i totally agree with my mom cos i rather take the time to go around and check things out so that i can avoid finding sumthing better after buying.so headed out and headed towards nike.on the way,i saw hugo boss.i dont normally wear hugo boss(way too expensive) having only bought one t-shirt there in my life(got a few other shirts though which my sis bought me). still,since i'm there and the place have massive sales,mght as well just check it out.the first thing i saw as i walkd in was a black hoodie with a blue inside.it was soooo nice.the jackets were also kinda cool but i was thinking practicality so i wasnt really interestd in sumthing i wont be able to wear in my own country.i didnt get the hoodie the first time around though cos i felt it was kinda expensive but the 2nd time i came in i just bought it without thinking much.after hugo boss was nike.it was pretty much the same size as adidas and prices for the shoes were pretty similar(i wonder y)some nice clothes but i have too many adidas already so i decided on no. i was pretty confused on which shoes to get cos they're all nice and relatively cheap.so rather than waste my time thinking,i put it on hold and weant roaming around the place. wrentham boast a lot of brandd stores and i i find myself ending up in guess. its here when i started to buy stuff. the sales were so tempting that i cant stop myself.so,i bought myself a double cuff shirt(havent har a guess one before),two pair of jeans(black and montana),a collard shirt,a sweater and a belt(just to complete the set).this is when i just snapd. after that i stoppd by DKNY to get myself another shirt(can only afford one). as i walked back to the reception area(my hand were getting pretty full) i saw this shop which was selling trendy shoes so i did what other teenagers would do,stared through the window(no not really,i went in..duhh). the shoe that caught my eye was a pair of nike shoes and as soon asi saw them i knew it was gonna be em cos they're wasy better than the ones in nike and adidas.so got my shoe and went to the reception area to place all my stuff in the lockers. lucnh wasnt great,there was a food court around with only 3 shops opend. owh,dont ever go for buffalo sauce,they are horrid.after lucnh went for round 2 of the place and i'm gonna stop mentioning stuff cos if any of my sibs read this,they are gonna be soo jealous and also it'll be way too obvious on how much i spent.a few stuff here and there and the coach came by at 4-ish.back to the hotel.that night someone said sumthing about having dinner at mortons.i have never been there before but i quote him"its one of the best places to eat steak". being a very trusting person,i agreed and so mortons it was&lt;br /&gt;and trust me,i nvr regret going there but if ever i had the chance agian.i'll drag my parents along with me,the bill was too horrifying. we had a 3 course meal(since its such a nice place ,might as well just go all out) and i had the best meal amongst all of us(come on,u know its true).i'll put the pics up in my other blog as soon as i can,gonna take a new perceptive.the only let down was the fruit punch,i was really hoping for an actual freshly made fruit punch but what came was ..not up to par.but still,the meal was amazing esp the legendary morton choc cake.thebest i have ever tasted in my life and trust me,i've tastd some good choc cakes in my life.this one is specially made for one person with a hot chos syrup in the middle accompanied by a scoop of vanilla icecream.it was wow.thats pretty much it for tuesday but still,the best day in the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2570066103750724414?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2570066103750724414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2570066103750724414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2570066103750724414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2570066103750724414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/boston-part-4wont-be-long-now.html' title='Boston part 4(wont be long now)'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1005947796602485808</id><published>2008-02-21T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:40:37.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Boston part 3</title><content type='html'>now i'm wishing i didnt miss all that blogging.haih...anyway part 3. monday aint it? monday wasnt the most interesting of days.i remember going around westin .its like a shopping mall, i think. one of my fave brands was and is still in there.guess what it is..heres a hint,it aint guess. the place wasnt that big..its not big at all to be honest..even suria is way bigger than westin.the place had shops like ralph lauren(which we went into so many times that i lost count), j.crew(one of their fave shops..not mine though).i remember the first time i was there with andy,we were looking around the whole place just to find the shop(he wantd to go soo much,i just tagd along)the signs were taken off cos they were renovating the place. what a waste of few minutes(it wasnt that long,like i said,its kinda petite for a mall).one thing i like bout j.crew is notthe clothes its the shopping exp. the sales assistant were all so nice,they even offerd me a drink.the place only had 2 eating places,legal seafoods(had their famous crab cake which wasnt really the greatest crab cake but it was alright) and chilis.the mall also had a porsche design shop.although most of the clothing were made by adidas,the price really puts ppl off(unlike normal adidas stuff which are relatively inexpensive). i found a jacket which was sooo nice but the price was also way nicer(haha).another shop thats worth a mention is armani exchange. not gonna say why but just gonna mention it(bro,if ure reading this..hahahahahahah).i forgot where we had lunch but i assumd it was at the food court again(cant really go wrong there).in the afternoon we headed to harvard(yup..again..for me at least).the harvard tour was kinda boring probably cos i already had a personal one yesterday but it was more to the weather again.its freezing although its not snowing nor raining just the wind blowing in our faces making me shiver...its was quick as well which kindamakes u feel like ure unwanted or a nuisance(it could just be me thinking too much again)i think we had a treasure hunt that night. we had to play ring around the rosy with some valets(we chose them cos they look like nice ppl),got answers from the sales assistant in emporio armani,took a few pics and a few other stuff. for dinner we went to have sushi. we manage to convince stewie to try sushi cos he nvr had any and most of em arent sure on what to order. one thing that kinda puts me off a bit is that the place only sells sushi..honestly,i can stay there all night eating cos for me sushi is not really sumthing that filling,someone agreed with me on that but again we thought bout stewie and since we're already there,might as well just eat.he kinda liked the sof shell crab which he thinks is a bit weird at first cos u can eat the shell. everything else was alright although i have to say i've tasted better(what can i say,i go out and eat a lot..of times(u know what i mean))owh,the california roll was sligthly above average..we ended the day with a film on a laptop,i think its calld chocolat?i saw that one before so halfway through i did a bit of headbanging which is a sign by my brain telling me to catch some z's.once again..to be continued&lt;br /&gt;omg..i need to omit stuff from the next one,i'm gonna miss out current stuff if i just type about boston.ergh.tuesday i spent the whole night playing games(what a geek!!) but it was fun although it took a huge toll on me the next day(i was nodding in physics so much that i reckon mr Meatyard might think i was soo into the lesson).didnt do me good though.manage to control myself a bit(just a bit,at least its an improvement) yesterday and feeling a lot better today.owh, my lil sys sent me a card which almost brought tears to my eyes(nah..just joking) but call it luck or wtv,the thing arrived 13th feb.omg...if she knew she'd be thrilld.still havent unpack my stuff from the trip(i went to the launderette the day we were meant to leave so everything is clean) and i think i'm gonna leave them in there.cos if i put any of those stuff in the laundry here,chances are they're gonna shrink and it'll end up on my bros wardrobe.and i aint gonna let that happen. last time i went back he borrowed my jacket to go to a prom(ahh yes..the good old boys when i was young).true ,that has nothing to do with my clothes getting shrunk but my jacket ended up in my bro's wardrobe(although i did take the opportunity to get a new one it still aint as good as the first one).JIng seems to like the beef jerky i bought for him although its the wrong brand(sorie jing).i reckon i had beef jerky before but cant quite recall where.hm...i was thinking of writing an entree for my other blog but at this rate,is not gonna happen. thats it for today.times up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-1005947796602485808?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/1005947796602485808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=1005947796602485808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1005947796602485808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1005947796602485808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/boston-part-3.html' title='Boston part 3'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-1069050096214641549</id><published>2008-02-20T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:41:31.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Boston part 2</title><content type='html'>where was I?owh yeah,sunday. this was the day i was supposedly to have a personal tour of the all famous harvard. I was actually more looking forward to meet nik and ahmad to be honest cos they somehow remind me of my youth(yeah!).for those who dont know em,they're old boys. Nik is from class of 96(ten years us,well for most of us) and ahmad is from 88(a year before most of us was born). Nik pickd me up from the hotel(midtown hotel,did i state that yesterday?) around half past nine and we went off to harvard square. had peets coffee(i think thats the name of the shop,its a chain so if anyone knows the actual, one correct me)well i actually had hot choc whilst waiting for ahmad to get back from sending his kids to the museum i think(yes, kids, he's 37..duhh)When ahmad finally joind us,had breakfast at..(i have no idea where we went) but it was alright. i dont know whether its luck or god loves me but everytime i choose sumthing from an 'alien' menu,it always turns out to be quite nice. i had waffles with bananas and choc syrup(ngaaaa)nice...whilst nik and ahmad were arguing over the bill(both insisting that they pay)i was thinking on how things are gonna change for me anf my friends(yeah you!) as we grow up. fighting over bills?u having a laugh?cant really imagine that but it will happen i guess..ahamd took me around harvard which at the time was experiencing horrid weather.its like sumone up there doesnt want me to come to the place(not that i can in the first place).but it was good. we started out at the statue of three lies. not gonna spoil it to all u harvard gonnabe's but trust me,its amusing. after that we just hang around the place for a bit but not that long cos Nik had a plane to catch. nik told me about his pace wrentham which is a factory outlet stores village(is that even the right term?)and apparently it was one of the best places to shop.i found that to be true a few days later when i went there.that was basically it.my sunday ended with me having dinner yet again at the food court with chee a think then joining the others for pizza(well i didnt have the pizzas cos i cant) . we ditchd a chance to watch the movies cos i just didnt felt like it. thats all i guess for today cos i'm blogging for the other blog as well. so..to be continued!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-1069050096214641549?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/1069050096214641549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=1069050096214641549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1069050096214641549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/1069050096214641549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/boston-part-2.html' title='Boston part 2'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-3068957720782949052</id><published>2008-02-19T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:41:49.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>boston part 1</title><content type='html'>A few ppl told me that the lack of entrees in the past week shows how 'commitd' i am to my blog. i know,its my fault for not giving enough time to blogging but give me a break,i didnt knew there were actually ppl taking the time to read my blog(i really appreciate it ,thank you so much although i wish u guys could just vote on the poll,even a comment on the c-box would be great). The week and a bit i was in boston was just amazing,the first day i was there wasnt really enjoyable,had a walk around the place just to getto know the surroundings.and that was basically my first day there(we arrived in the evening and had to wait for others to come by so it wasnt that productive) we went on a freedom trail the next day which wasnt really my kind of thing but it was..knowledgable? its a more interesting way to learn boston history and i did learn a lot from our tour guide,she was nice and made the thing worthwhile.we started at the boston commons after a gruesome snowball fight at a park just nearby newbury street and ended somewhere near the harbour,the thing was supposed to go be longer than a mile but we stopped cos the tour was for only part of the freedom trail.we went to a cemetery to see famous dead ppl and also some historical building and statues. lunch that day was just amazing,we went to the oyster union house,for those who dont know,its one of americas oldest restaurant(or so it says).i promise u the food was amazing. i had clam chowder and their special lobster(i know it sounds expensive but my dad always say its alright when its food). the price after conversion to the RM is kinda shocking but i didnt care at that moment cos similar to my other travels,food comes first on my list of things to do. after eating we had a stroll around the harbour which was filled with shops.most of the shops didnt really interest me although some did caught my friends eye. close to the end of the harbour,there was american eagle,gap,banana republic and sumthing else which i couldnt remember. me and andy got bored so we headed to newbury street which was filled with more shops(haha).by the time we reached there,we already made up our minds on which shops to go to since we had a walk around the place the other day(it was quite close to the hotel). first we went to nike cosi wanted to design my own shoe(sounds weirddoesnt it) but they didnt have the nike id design so it was kinda disappointing. we went to guess next which was on sale(wohoo). bought myself a pair of jeans,a shirt and a jacket.the cost?not gonna type it here cos of a lot of reasons. thats was the end of the day for me but not for andy apparently.we went to brooks brothers next and did a bit more shopping(well he did,i just tagged along).i wasnt really interested by the stuff they were selling cos 1) the price 2)omg..they are sooo..skema? i think.. it didnt stop andy though. we were there for more than an hour .i never could imagine spending more than an hour in a shop that aint even that big. didnt mind though ,at least its burning time not money(not mine at least). so that was pretty much it.my day. dinner was again at the food court,panda express was there,its my fave fast food, but there were also other stuff which were alright.the end of the 2 days.gonna continue tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-3068957720782949052?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/3068957720782949052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=3068957720782949052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3068957720782949052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3068957720782949052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/boston-part-1.html' title='boston part 1'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8223791940889352620</id><published>2008-02-13T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:07:39.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>blogging time</title><content type='html'>this lack of blogging time is killing me. i swear i would have blogged everyday if i had the access. even now i cant blog that long,too much time is needed to do other stuff.i stumbled on a blog today,it was called sparks,i didnt really know what its about but i manage to read one of the entrees,it has sumthing to do with the dap.it was kinda funny,cant believe malaysian politics are evolving in such a way(if anyone is thinking of quoting me,dont,i was just having a laugh) too much to so in too little time.anyways,it was a good read which makes me feel like blogging mopre frequent,but then again,an hour a day(when i do act do it) is kinda a lot and dont think i can allocate more than that during holidays cos family and friends consume sooo much of my time. a friend of mine (ebo..i'm quoting you) gave me a testi on facebook..i quote..the-guy-who-never-stays-home.could u believe it?me..well..honestly he does act have a point..the last time i was back in malaysia i spent most nights outside of the house cos too many ppl wanna hang out(since having access to a car,i ran out of excuses to say no).i even spent a few nights at friends place.omg.just ran out of time.ergh..this is really killing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8223791940889352620?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8552981103800854389</id><published>2008-02-09T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:08:16.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>2nd day america</title><content type='html'>i really am gonna edit all this when i get back.but for the time being i'll just have to write a short one since i dont have the time. today was amazing.went on a freedom trail which wasnt all that exciting neither is it dull but informative.i enjoyed lunch,it was alright. clam chowder and lobster. i'll put the pics in my 2nd blog cause its food basically. went around shopping which was alsoalright. first time i saw andy being so fussy bout anything and he is one hell of a shopper(brooks brothers,j crew among others).i only bought three stuff ,all of em came from guess,a shirt a jacket and a pair of jeans.i felt that they were worth it although they werent cheap(my standards not yours). still went window shopping though and i swear i'm gonna go to ax again cos my god,there are sooo many stuff that i wanna buy from there. i just got the confirmation from my dad and i will be buying my sis a wii(its gonna burn a hole in my pocket) .sibs, i dont really mind to be honest when it comes to family,sumthing i get from both my parents.owh,heres a couple of conversations i found funny today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were walking to a restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;jiramate:we will just pay for what we eat,ok?&lt;br /&gt;leon:yeah,what else are we gonna pay for then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in room 247&lt;br /&gt;andy:what were they doing in the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;fayzal:i believe the went there to watch a film or just stand there eating popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough time to finish this up.haih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8552981103800854389?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/8552981103800854389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=8552981103800854389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8552981103800854389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8552981103800854389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/2nd-day-america.html' title='2nd day america'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-625925383252317469</id><published>2008-02-08T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:11:32.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>america!</title><content type='html'>stayed awake until i had a nap in the bus at around 6 ish.its amazing how lonely u can get when ure all alone in ur room doing absolutely nothing. thank god johnny came in at around 1,had a lil chat(he was excited about london). wasnt long though cos hehad to sleep where as i had to stay awake cos i didnt wanna miss the bus at 5.had a 1 hour bath which was refreshing(seriously,u should try it).iw as really excited bout this trip to america and when we arrived,it was snowing. i prefer the snowy america then the windy eng. went around a few shops today although i didnt by anything.my head is still thinking bout buying my lil sis a wii and myself an ipod but i dont really feel that it is worth it,not yet.still...not enough time to blog cos i got a few stuff to catch up on.haa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-625925383252317469?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/625925383252317469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=625925383252317469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/625925383252317469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/625925383252317469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/america.html' title='america!'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6505542046179508142</id><published>2008-02-07T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:11:51.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>cant blog as long as i wish i could,got packing to do .not gonna miss a day of blogging though so here it is.pretty useless to be honest but who reads this anyway except me.had a minor argument with gabs,mike and charles. they didnt like it when i didnt sign the petition for going against human trafficking.i told them i didnt have enough information about it to sign that petition and they werent happy.charles keep trying to put words in my mouth which didnt really work,gabs keep saying sumthing bout those being trafficked being slaves but he knows no one having a slave and mike,was just being mike. i'll admit i do feel a bit bad but i have a right to choose what to do,and dont get me wrong,i am not for human trafficking but neither i am against it.full stop.cant wait to get to america,my shopping list now consist of a wii(for my sister) and an ipod touch which i'm not sure of yet at the moment.still got time to decide though.i'm going to underpack on purpose just so that i have to buy extra clothes when i'm there,cheeky,i know. thats all i guess for now, need to pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6505542046179508142?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6505542046179508142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6505542046179508142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6505542046179508142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6505542046179508142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6740058282127198506</id><published>2008-02-06T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:12:15.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>book!!</title><content type='html'>i was talking to andy today about what to buy in america. he told me apple has got a new ipod touch out(32 gb) which sounds tempting but the cost($500) does make me think for awhile(well,actually longer than that).andy went to the apple shop and told me alot bout new apple stuff including the new laptop.sooooo dreamy but i can never afford it so i'll have to continue dreaming about it(dad,take note if ure reading this....).i 'm considering whether i should withdraw more money from my account.the reason why i'm having doubts is because i dont want to overspend but what if i need to get sumthing for my sibs,or even myself(ok2,fine,cancel the sibs). and the thing is,its cash, so its kinda dangerous to walk around with loads of cash in your pocket,although i could get travellers cheque but then again,too much of a hussle. found out today that my bro has a lot of titles which kinda makes me proud a bit(nah,not really), but when i was his age, i didnt want that many (i couldnt get em anyway) cos for a guy,i'm way too lazy.i met a group of malaysians today checking out my place. Mrs Clark was showing em around and whilst i was walking out my door singing(not even the slightest embarassment)they saw my malaysian flag on my wall.tehy went into my room to have a look see(good thing i keep my room tidy) and i was intro-d to em. apparently one of em knows my parents an vice versa.lavy told me that one of em could actually be royalty(i dont really care to be honest)but i didnt talkd to them that long cos i was in a rush.i bought myself my first ever hard cover book, The Lords of Bows,before you judge me or anything,bare in mind that the book is based on actual history although some of the facts are changed a bit.its about genghis khan(apparently the right way to say it is chenggis han) and trust me,its worth reading. foster and wignall decided to go on a diet to lose wight yesterday,its a pretty tough job since they aint gonna have food outside main meals and only fruits for supper among other sutff the cant eat.well,if they're gonna do that,i'm going to do just the opposite so that i could gain a few pounds.i was thinking of proposing a fat transfer but i reckon it doesnt work that way.renovations on the new house is taking longer than expected so my parents havent moved yet.my dad says by the time i get back ,they would have probably settld in already which i really hope so. i was wondering today if any of my friends are gonna offer to pick me up from the airport.the last time i came back,ebo and icad was kind enough to 'offer' themselves to pick me up,what such good friends i have.there was supposed to be at least one more person but he was too busy sleeping which is kinda rude. nvrmind,time will tell whats gonna happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6740058282127198506?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6740058282127198506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6740058282127198506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6740058282127198506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6740058282127198506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-talking-to-andy-today-about-what.html' title='book!!'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5273009170597531739</id><published>2008-02-05T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:12:34.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>fayzal is resting</title><content type='html'>sleep,breakfast,film,shower,sleep,film,lunch,film,bath,chill,ps3,supper,work(not really),blogging! cant get any slack than this.this is how i want to live my life,nothing much to do but slaaaaaaaaack.its gonna cost me a lot though.i'll probably have to go to bed late tonight just to finish up on my work.the price i pay for a day's worth of rest.i dont really mind,its been enjoyable whilst it lasted. Nik Kamil(class of 96) called me just a few minutes ago.Nice chap,had a good conversation.it amazes me though that he would call me all the way from the states. felt a bit guilty cos it probably cost him alot but he doesnt seem to mind. its exciting to know that i'll be meeting sumone(in fact 2 ppl) in boston.both are old boys actually and one of em is doing his pHD at Harvard,woweee.i never dreamt of going to harvard to study(due to my slack attitude) but i'm still going to have a look see.i was replying emails this evening and in the email Nik sent to Ahmad(class of 88),there was this line that kinda made me laugh.i quote Nik ..Faisal is also an old boy and was the rugby superstar back in Koleq. haha, makes me feel old,it does,seriously. the superstar bit almost made tears come out,its hilarious.i never see myself as a rugby superstar although i did win a few stuff(not really that few but not that many either). the way we(my team) see ourselves is a team without superstars(could be just me thinking it that way though). anyway, it doesnt really matter,what matters is that they are willing to give their time to meet ur average(could be below or above,i dont know) teenager(aka me!) who left the same institution they went to a year and a bit ago. it just shows how close old boys are,and i for one am proud of it.wohoo. just started on my shopping list.i might be getting a new pair of jeans. mine just got torn apart,it looks ridiculous,but then again,i thot jeans were meant to be torn,arent they? i'm considering on getting my youngest sis a wii.i know,it sounds crazy but i reckon it would be worth it,i dont really care when it comes to family. and she'll love it!my mom wont appreciate it though cos it'll probably distract my sis from doing work. i dont put down stuff like shirts and pants on the list they arent really that important.i only put down a thing or two on the list and everything else depends on how much my list uses up my money. at the moment i have no idea at all.maybe i should sleep on it.yeah,might as well do it now so that i can wake up at 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5273009170597531739?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5273009170597531739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5273009170597531739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5273009170597531739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5273009170597531739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/02/fayzal-is-resting.html' title='fayzal is resting'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2165896785855114006</id><published>2008-01-31T09:36:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:12:54.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>...chill..chill.chill</title><content type='html'>WTF!!!!!!!!yesterday was one of the most boring days of my life.i was hoping for a streak of good days after 3 back to back bad days,guess it doesnt work that way.i didnt miss an entree yesterday,i already typed everything in and my connection suddenly faild.cant be bothered to typed everything again,such a waste of time.my cooking didnt go very well.i'll put up what i did in the other blog but seriously,the cooking was crap.football session was alright although my feet still hurts from previous games.and thats basically it.nothing exciting nor interesting.today was alright though,i was told that my idea for my coursework was too technical and tooooooo ambitious,i know it is but its just soo interesting.i'm being practical though by not doing it cos its never gonna turn out well cos i know i dont have enough knowledge on it. my dad just askd me again boutthe summer school,sooner or later i'll have to tell him that i dont wanna go,i would prefer to spend my summer doing sumthing that i like rather than what he wants me to do.its the only chance i have before uni.i would love to go back to teaching the burmese kids, although i wouldnt mind doing something else. i was planning to go to japan for the summer but by the looks of things,i''ll probably have to postpone my trip.i daydreamed once of being a waiter in a restaurant,not for a career but just for the fun of it.i love engaging with ppl and being a waiter does just that. i almost when to search for a job last summer but was held back cos my dad doesnt want me to work for money at that current moment.just imagine,there i was trying to be independent but shot down by my own dad. i know his intentions was good,he wants me to study for my exams(which i should have) but whats wrong with me trying to get exp working in a restaurant?i once went to an opening of my dad's friends restaurant(madam kwans),he named the place after his mom,and eversince then i always wanted to do that.i reckon my mom would love that,a restaurant of her own,just imagine,Lady Suri's.haha,i told my mom about it and she seems quite enthusiastic.my mom loves cooking and trust me her cooking is heavenly. Uncle Tab always asked whens the next time my mom is gonna cook her nasi dagang(he loves itsoo much).enough boasting about my mom,she'll blush if she reads this,but i promise u,its true. i also (once u pon a time) wanted to work as a concierge at a hotel.its another one of those jobs where u need good social skills.ok,that is it,ive decided that regardless of what my dad is gonna say,i'm gonna work during the summer,yeah i will..hm!(not gonna tell him yet though)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2165896785855114006?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2165896785855114006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2165896785855114006' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='Short'/><title type='text'>no time</title><content type='html'>i really dont have time to type anything today but i just feel that i need to,i havent missd a day since starting this and i aint starting now.cant believe i'm doing soo much today. amazing,after three days of bad luck,heres a good day at last,yeehaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-230601770939090785?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/230601770939090785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=230601770939090785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/230601770939090785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/230601770939090785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-time.html' title='no time'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-8426309256697726580</id><published>2008-01-31T09:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:13:30.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>booo-ring</title><content type='html'>i got a friend ebo(ladies beware,he's a god) and he has this thing of saying boo whenever anything goes dull.well my dear firnd,heres one for ya, BOOOO!!!!! wth is wrong with today.i knew it that today was gonna be a bad day(bad things happen in threes) but that was just soooo boring.i wouldnt mind a day of misfortunes,at least its interesting but a boring day?wtf.. my day started out with me having woken up late,a cold shower,dd lessons and speaker, just when i thought nothing else can bore me,tv today came out dull. the only good thing that came out from today was hamchi.i actually got it last night from poh but its up and running now.what it does basically is allow me to 'socialize' a bit more with friends in the network. chong intro-d me to it, jacky persuaded me and jing gave it.thanks you three if ever ure reading this(which i doubt). i just got a bit more tips on pak choi(i typed bak choi in my other blog) and the actual way of cooking it.nicee.i was told this morning that for a guy,i got some cute emoticons,what can i say, i got some cute friends who try to insert their cutenesss into their messenger conversations(which actually works) and cos i kinda like em,i took em .some ppl dont seem to like emoticons though,i dont really see why cos the way i think of it,it avoids misunderstanding of what i'm trying to say. and it does just that. i took em from a lot of ppl(although not part of them,i know quite a number of 'cute' ppl),havent said thanks to any of em but i reckon they understand. i had this weird conversation over supper about tarantino.if none of u ever heard of him ,he's a director. he's the guy who directed(duhh) death proof,hostel 1&amp;amp;2,pulp fiction and kill bill.i think he's sick(have u seen his films?they are sick,ergh) but ted thinks he's cool. conflict of opinions,it alwasy happens doesnt it?thething is,the effects are horrible although the story lines are sumtymes quite amazing. not my fave director.in fact,i dont even know that many directors to be honest.how sad is that?i know actors though.my fave is d. washington,he has a thing for picking the righht film to star in and i just love any film with him in it.u gotta see hurricane,the sentinals,american gangster(the quite recent one) and man on fire (cant quite remember the name but i got if off bel). dont download them illegally though cos its a bit unfair to the ppl involved in making the film. they have every right to charge us rip-off prices so that they get super rich and become spoilt.yup,thats right,its their law given right.nah,i'm just joking but seriously dont download them illegally.have u read the papers?50 k if u get caught.i can nvr get that kind of money.i aint nvr gonna download stuff illegally,hell no.owh hell,i'm BS-ing again.gotta learn how to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-8426309256697726580?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/8426309256697726580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=8426309256697726580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8426309256697726580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/8426309256697726580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/booo-ring.html' title='booo-ring'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-3160721409630370570</id><published>2008-01-31T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:13:48.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>quicky</title><content type='html'>not gonna do a long one today since got loads of stuff i wanna do right now. today was pretty much like yesterday,a dull day.someone once told me that bad things happen in threes so i would assume tomorrow to be dull as well.another hate tale. i was playing football in the afternoon and we were divided into 4 teams. i really didnt care that my teammates arent as good as the others(not saying i'm good either) but if ever there were ppl who follow what my mom would say a 'tong kosong',it was them. i cant believe i had the misfortune of knowing these ppl who rate themselves so highly without knowing where they really stand.again,i'm not saying i'm good but at least i dont go on telling ppl how awful they are and how good i am. the fact that i know i'm average if not below keeps me at bay where as these ppl not knowing they suck keep talking crap.it was soo erghhhhh...perhaps its their right to say wtv they want but how i wish they did it without me hearing it.enough bout that,too much hate in my blog already. i'm continuing to teach myself japanese,its been hard but i reckon if given the time,i could be able to master basic japanese communication.there was always this wanting i had of going to japan.why not?its a beautiful place, loads of culture,amazing food(my fave in fact), and the history(they occupied us once but who cares anymore,let bygones be bygones).i was thinking of going there sumtime in the summer,which is straight after the exams. my dad would prob say no cos he just askd me whether i would like to go on the harvard summer school. i dont really have to think about it cos i know the answer to it already.he'll be disappointed but,its not the first time.aight,this is gonna drag on,i might as well stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-3160721409630370570?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/3160721409630370570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=3160721409630370570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3160721409630370570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/3160721409630370570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/quicky.html' title='quicky'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4597024545064930265</id><published>2008-01-30T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:14:19.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>u annoy me sooo much</title><content type='html'>my allnighter didnt work out as well as i hoped,by 3-ish,i ran out of papers to do,bummer.the exams went alright actually,i quite enjoyed answering the questions.it doesnt matter anymore cos EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!! i'm gonna enjoy the next few days before banging my brain against the wall made of my next set of exam questions. today in general isnt really exciting,the same old wednesday.i almost lost it today cos of a certain sumone. it annoys me when ppl repeat themselves over and over again.just imagine this,everytime i'm about to have a meal,this guy goes "ure not allowed to have that,it was murdered in the most brutal way".now,i dont really care to be honest if its a once in awhile thing but he does it every meal time. i just ignore him most of the time but i know thats just rude. just because he's efforts in trying to be funny isnt really working,i should at least pay a bit of attention and maybe fake a laugh but then again,that would just undermine him. its just one of those things u just wish didnt have to happen.i never liked ignoring ppl but as a person,i have my limits.i remember ignoring this one 'girl' that got hold of my hp number and wanted to 'get to know' me(its a once in a lifetime thing,well,not really).its not that i dont wanna knw her(well i dont to be honest),but come on,what kind of girl would miss calld a stranger and expect me to call back?she didnt even introduce herself,how rude.i've ignored her long enough for her to stop txting and miss calling me but 2 friends of mine got infected,haha(no,i'm not having laugh on other ppls misfortunes,well perhaps i am,haha)its probably my fault anyway cos i asked them to check who it was.the reason as to why i refer that person as 'girl' cos i'm not sure whether if it was a 'her' and it could be sumone pulling a prank. i used to be in a boarding school and i recall this one time when a friend of mine ,pretending to be a girl, txt another friend of mine,flirting and stuff like that,back then it does seems funny but if ure on the other end,it'll probably be embarassing.i fear that,honestly i do.this is way out of topic,haha.owh yeah,ignoring sumone. well heres the thing,my religions(well my islamic studies teacher) once told me that i may hate ones actions but not the person.easier said than done.i never achieved it although i have been trying.its so hard not to hate a person if his/her actions annoy you.the way i do it is rather than blame that person i blame myself for not being able to accept whatever it is they do that annoys me.sad isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4597024545064930265?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4597024545064930265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4597024545064930265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4597024545064930265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4597024545064930265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/u-annoy-me-sooo-much.html' title='u annoy me sooo much'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6667859486926952282</id><published>2008-01-25T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:14:32.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>two down,one left</title><content type='html'>u know that feeling you get after doing well in an exam?today i had the opposite of that feeling. i reckon i did so badly on that paper tha i was better off not doing it in the first place. cant really describe how terrible that feeling was as i walked out from the hall.anyway,it passed already, time to move onWhat?sumthing wrong with me moving on with my life?its not like anything i do now can change the fact that i did badly on that paper,so why bother?got an exam tomorrow which i reckon i can actually score.having said that,i've decided during lunch to do an allnighter tonight. physically i'm ready cos i did today's sleep yesterday so that would help keep me awake for the whole night/morning.my plan is to do as many pass papers as possibleand finishing off with jan 07 which i have never done so that i'll know where i stand at the the end of my session.in all honesty,i wouldnt mind doing the paper right now cos i'll be happy to get it over and done with.i hate the feeling when ure facing ur last paper.its soo annoying. it makes u feel like time is passing by so ever slowly(just a feeling,not really happening though) and waiting is such a bore.after the 2 papers chong told me bout re animating sumthing he saw on the web. i believe he told me before but he said it again today.its sumthing to do with coke and mentos.i've seen it before and i really dont mind joining him. however,i had this feeling that today was just not the right day to do it so i convinced him to do it over the weekend.the prospect of exploding cokes does really excite me although i really hate wasting coke(it is such a good drink). i was told that there wont be a trip to the malaysian night(i thought it was a day,not night but nevermind),felt quite sad though cos i really wanted to go.(haha,no seriously,i do)but guess its fated that i am not meant to go.haaaa..i just love it when ppl say its fated to be this or that way.personally i use it a lot cos my vocabulary aint really that big(too lazy to expand it) and u really cant go wrong by saying its fate. i never used it on girls before cos its way too cheesy for my taste(actually i'm way too shy to say anything to em).wait,u know what,i reckon i was fated to do badly in that paper,yeah thats right, God must have planned sumthing else for me..hmm...(i probably should stop now cos i'm gonna BS if i go on,haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6667859486926952282?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6667859486926952282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6667859486926952282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6667859486926952282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6667859486926952282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-downone-left.html' title='two down,one left'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-3313283725289901939</id><published>2008-01-25T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:10:56.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>realllly short one</title><content type='html'>i cant really write anything long today since i got a connection prob so i'm typing as quick as possible. got an exam tomorrow that i'm really not preapared to do but its not like i have a choice.i've decided not to burn the midnight oil probably because its an essay based paper so i need to conserve as much energy as possible. three hours of writing require a lot of energy,a hell of a lot. nothing interesting to day.i was invited to a malaysian day but i'll probably wont be able to og,not because i'm being anti social or anything but i reckon i got plans this weekend.haih.i wish i can type longer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-3313283725289901939?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6209866962027736122</id><published>2008-01-25T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:14:50.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>slowdown</title><content type='html'>omg..i was hit hard from yesterdays antics.remember i said i didnt sleep at all the day before?well after doing a bit of exercise,fatigue hit me and i slept like a baby yesterday.it might be good for my health though cos i needed the rest.this morning i had a problem waking up. normally i would just wake up without even an alarm clock by my side but what happened this morning was that everytime i woke up,i convinced myself to sleep again.wth was i thinking.nevermind,its passed already so i dont really care.i dont regret it htough cos now i feel more energize than the same time yesterday.good for me.another day another exam.still have 3 more to go but at least i've done the heardest one already. unlike most ppl, i just feel good when its done and over with. not bcos of the fact i did very well in the exam(which i really doubt) or i dont care about the results(which i do in all honesty),its bcos i dont really think of it. the way i see it,i've done the paper so just leave it alone.any regret know wouldnt change the fct i've done it regardless good or bad. although one could argue that if u regret now u could start acting now to be more ready for the next one.its one of those thing i truly appreciate about myself. the ability to slow things down.a few years ago i wouldnt say the same thing cos i was always in a rush for no apparent reason most of the times.it wasnt until i left secondary school that i realise what i should be like for the current moment,slow and lazy.in the short run..yes.the thing is that i know that in the future there might not be a chance to slow down and chill.i got a friend who is working at the moment although she's only 21. just imagine,she works around 10 hours on weekdays and sometimes on weekends.with that kind of hectic life,how the hell is she suppose to enjoy her life.she cant be slow or lazy,maybe on sundays but what bout other days? although i have this feeling that she's probably gonna be really successful,she had her firstclass honours in bio med atthe age of 20,i can never do that(prob cos i'm not gonna do bio med) but still it does make me think,i'm 19,how long do i have left before i have to be like her.slow and chilled,thats how i'm living at the moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6209866962027736122?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6209866962027736122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6209866962027736122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6209866962027736122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6209866962027736122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/slowdown.html' title='slowdown'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-5018422572978005917</id><published>2008-01-24T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:15:13.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>bummer</title><content type='html'>this past few days didnt really work out very well. like this morning,i was damn confident with my mechanics but the exam provd me wrong. i didnt even sleep that night just to make sure i can score for it.my friends called me crazy cos well lets be honest,it does sounds crazy. who in their right mind would go a day without sleeping right before the exams?me,butthen again,i'm probably not in the right state of mind so...yesterday i had a shocking revelation.somehow in my mind yesterday it it seems more logical for me to just head back to malaysia and study there.i know i'm not the most clever of ppl but wth was i thinking. no one would ever passd up the oppurtunity to study abroad and there i was thinking of going back.ridiculuos. but i reckon the only way i could ever be successful academically is by getting as far as possible from my friends. not saying that my friends are abad influence,mind u,some of myfriends are geniuses,one guy even won the bank negara special award, but when it comes to allocation oftime,family and friends are my priority. whenever i come back for holidays,there nvr seems to be time to study cos in my mind i always feel the need to spend time with those close to me. got a few more exams coming up in a few days and i wonder if i should prioritise cos that way will reduce the need to do loads of retakes where as doing average in all papers menas i haveto retake all of em cos i doubt my dad would be content with average. like i said before,i had an all nighter trying to prepare for my mechanics,my all nighter unlike most consist of me not having any sleep and work for 45-50 mins sessions with a 10-15 mins break in between session.crazy, and it requires a lot of determination. this can only be an act of desperation from a lazy person. regardless,the ability to achieve such feat is sumthing most of my friends here found amazing. it just hows how diff we r.i was dubbed the oddest person they have ever met and i cant blame then,its not that often they met malay much less a malaysian.to me,its quite abnormal but its not rare. i know a few ppl who are on 2 hours a day of sleep and they're crazier than i am.i can only do all nighters once in awhile and i nvr do them in a row although physically i know i can hold out much longer but its the mental aspect that puts me off.i just cant be bothered.i apologizei didnt post my 'song'.i promise ya, i did write it but i only got the chorus and it sure is original,thats the important bit so i'm holding it off until i get the inspiration to write the start.haih..what a bad few days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-5018422572978005917?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/5018422572978005917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=5018422572978005917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5018422572978005917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/5018422572978005917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/bummer.html' title='bummer'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-364500724838935885</id><published>2008-01-21T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:15:25.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>song writing</title><content type='html'>in my quest to experience as many things as possible i have decided that today i'm gonna write a song. weird,i'll admit but i have come to think that if william hung can sing,whats wrong with me song writing. anyway,its not like i'm gonna make a career out of it,its a one off unless i have this same feeling in the future so look out for tomorrows entree which is my song.yeah,tomorrow,i've only decided it afew minutes ago so give me time to write,i aint no professional nor am i that artistic. this feeling is probably due to the fact that i've been karaoke-ing all day on my room and just wondered what it feels like to have my very own song,quite childish actually but once i think about it,u get to be a child once so let me be,or as the beatles would have it said let it be.i have no idea what kind of song i would wanna write.i recall in 5th form a friend of mine came into my cube(its just a small space with 4 walls and a door) and asked me to write a lyric for his song.he had the tune to it but i had no idea what to write about back then.anyway, he had theidea and thats the important bit.i reckon i could get one of my friends to sing it(he has a hell of a voice,trust me). i got the tune in my head but i fear that its quite similar to mostsongs we hear. the least that i want from my song would probably be originality cos if i'm gonna do this,i wanna do it right.ok hold that thought,just had a brainstorm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-364500724838935885?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/364500724838935885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=364500724838935885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/364500724838935885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/364500724838935885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-writing.html' title='song writing'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4418657451743899376</id><published>2008-01-20T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:16:23.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>MOving in</title><content type='html'>Just moved a few stuff that was in my computer.i reckon i should limit my time blogging cos i heard stories on how blogging can be addictive. feels good though,having my very own blog. apparently some ppl just blog about their daily lives while others wait till sumting interesting happens and write a massive entree. i reckon i wanna do both(not cos i can,which i doubt,but cos i'm too lazy to decide) and since i really have doubts anyone would actually read my blog(i aint no celeb,nor do i force my friends to read my blog) so everything would prob bekept in here. I could keep it in my computer but having a blog would allow me to access it almost anywhere witout having the hussle to bring my own computer.My first step to becoming a professional author(yeah right)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4418657451743899376?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4418657451743899376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4418657451743899376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4418657451743899376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4418657451743899376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-in.html' title='MOving in'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6366484656148041289</id><published>2008-01-20T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:16:34.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>behind stone walls</title><content type='html'>behind stone walls&lt;br /&gt;from the starting point,&lt;br /&gt;we nvr wntd to disappoint&lt;br /&gt;but what if its meant to be&lt;br /&gt;the curse that is we&lt;br /&gt;lazy&lt;br /&gt;thinking maybes&lt;br /&gt;always feeling sorry&lt;br /&gt;never will be funny&lt;br /&gt;no one to call baby&lt;br /&gt;among most&lt;br /&gt;we chose to stay off coast&lt;br /&gt;never were good hosts&lt;br /&gt;always trying to boast&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be flawless&lt;br /&gt;although always careless&lt;br /&gt;emotions r kept hidden&lt;br /&gt;as if they're forbidden&lt;br /&gt;behind an act to protect&lt;br /&gt;everything that is intact&lt;br /&gt;friends that are forever&lt;br /&gt;against those who'll say its over&lt;br /&gt;although it might just be her&lt;br /&gt;we'll back down for a brother&lt;br /&gt;perhaps thats our answer&lt;br /&gt;to our slightest honour&lt;br /&gt;we know by our tone&lt;br /&gt;ppl cursed to be live alone&lt;br /&gt;silently hiding behind walls of stone&lt;br /&gt;to be perfectly honest,i was thinking of making behind stone walls a song rather than just a rhyme. but i cant really write songs so i have but no choice but to just type it out.its notas good as i wished it to be but then again,i was nvr good in the first place.i envy song writers espt the good ones since the havethe ability to make music soo good that other ppl see it as music,where as if i ever wrote a so called song,it'll prob be more noise pollution rather than anything else.the fact that my rhyming sucks still annoys me.i dont think its act proper to just find words that rhyme and do sentences based on both. i could be wrong though. anyhow,its there,i know it sucks,i might update it from time to time since i have no better things to do with my life , and it'll prob stay until i realise how immature i am and take it out of the system like did my last blog.it does in most ways sound depressing prob due to the fact that at the current moment i'm not as cheerful as can be,got a huge buirden i need to lay off. anyway,so here it is, behind stone walls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6366484656148041289?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6366484656148041289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6366484656148041289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6366484656148041289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6366484656148041289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/behind-stone-walls.html' title='behind stone walls'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-6192505674397128014</id><published>2008-01-20T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:17:33.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>thinking too much</title><content type='html'>this could be a bit controversial so dont f@ckin read it if u just takin the piss out of it.anyway,its what i think,its my blog!Recently,i just read this bulletin below,its about a guy who punched a Chinese bloke cos the bloke insulted the guy's prophet:&lt;br /&gt;Baca dengan hati seorang ISLAM&lt;br /&gt;Saya ingin berkongsi cerita in dengananda semua mengenai sikapsegelintir orang Melayu kita atau lebihtepat lagi orang Islam diMalaysia ....&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian benar ini berlaku di CarrefourWangsa Maju beberapa harilepas.Seorang pemuda Islam yang berkerjasebagai 'cashier' di pasarayatersebut telah menumbuk seorang lelakicina. Ini berlaku kerana ketikapemuda cina tersebut sedang membayarharga barangan, pemuda Melayu ini telahmenegur pemuda Cina ini mengenai gambarbaju yang sedang di pakai oleh pemudacina tersebut.Gam bar itu ialah seekor babi yangsedang memakai serban di samping seekoranjing yang memakai tudung lambangagama Islam. pemuda Melayu itu bertanyagambar apakah yang sedang di pakai olehpemuda cina tersebut.Den gan rasa bangga dan tidak bersalah,pemuda Cina itu terus menjawabsambil menunjuk ke arah gambar bajuny adengan mengatakan babi yangmemakai serban itu ialah Muhammad dananjing yang memakai tudung ituialah Khadijah. Mendengar jawapanlelaki tersebut, pemuda Melayu inidengan tidak disangka2, menumbuk mukasi Cina tersebut.Hur u hara lah suasana di carrefour itu.Kemudian pemuda Cina itumemaki hamun lalu datanglah ManagerCarrefour yang juga beragama Islam lalumemecat lelaki Melayu tadi. Apa yang dilakukan oleh Manager Carrefour tadiadalah sa tu etika yang patut dicontohi kerana, menumbuk org sesukahati memanglah salah...Tapi malangnya, Manager tersebut bukanhanya memecat pemuda Melayu tadi yangsedang mempertahankan akidah agamaIslam, tetapi turut memaki hamun pemudaMelayu itu dengan kata2 kesat.Pemuda Melayu ini pulang dengan keadaanhampa. Bukan kerana di pecat,tetapi turut di maki hamun oleh saudaraseislam yang di sangkanya akanturut manjaga maruah orang Islamselepas di hina oleh laki Cina tadi.Sekaran g ni pemuda Melayu ni sedangmenunggu untuk di saman oleh Cinatersebut. Beliau bukan takut malahtidak sabar2 untuk menunggu disamanoleh Cina tersebut kerana beliau adaalasan yang kukuh kerana bertindakdemikia n.Pengajaran nya, sikap pemuda Melayu tadimemang patut di contohi keranaingin menegakkan agama Islam.Pada anda, berhati2 la..kerana sayapercaya, tshirt yang di pakai olehCina tadi adalah salah satu strategiorang2 kafir untuk menjatuhkanmarua h Islam.Sebark an kepada saudara2 Islam kita..!&lt;&gt;1.Jika anda orang islam sila sebarkanmaklumat ini..!!2 .Jika anda orang bukan islam,diingatkan jangan sesekalibermain dengan api di negara malaysiaislam ini----------------------------------------------------------------------Sorry for those who dont understand Malay,I'll translate it when i have the time.The thing about this bulletin is that I find it a bit enlightening to know that the Chinese bloke know Khadijah,which is more than what u would expect from a non-muslim,and what do mostof us know about the bloke's religion?i have no idea. I'm not saying he's to blame for getting punched but i cant say the guy is right to punch him in the first place. But does it change anything by punching him?the person who posted the bulletin in the first place seems to think we should follow in the guys footsteps and punched any other person wearing an insulting shirt. How would that change anything? no wonder ppl think muslims are terrorist,theres muslims telling other muslims to punch other ppl cos of what they wear. i know punching aint as bad as blowing stuff up,but isnt the idea the same. Retaliate by using violence? And by punching ppl doesnt that inflict terror?so could it be that this person is telling muslims to turn in to terrorist?I remember a story about my prophet that was insulted while he was preaching through a town,Gabrielle came down an offered to move two mountains above the town crushing eveyone beneath,and my prophet said no,instead he prayed that their children would see the truth.Even the Islam prophet would not prefer violence,y should other muslims. take up arms only to protect thats what i would say . And whats all this about strategy of non-muslims to insult Islam?now y would they wanna do that?come on,he is just one guy,one guy!!,how Is it right to blame others just cos one bloke wore a controversial t-shirt?Its the same as saying muslims are terrorist cos a few muslims blew up the trade centers?Owh wait,muslims didnt do it,it was a conspiracy by the american gov...No2,its the 'ews..or maybe it was the ch'''se...who f@cking cares!!!some ppl just think too much..when would we learn to accept that there are other ppl with other beliefs.here's a link to a south park series... http://allsp.com/loading.php?url=l.php?id=e148 ..... just watch it, its quite funny..ok back to where i stopped,owh yeah, when would that be? the only way we can get along well is when we ourselves start to be a bit more understanding and chill out a bit.i dont know,this is just the thoughts of a teenager .who am i to say that world peace can be achieved when ppl accept others as they are?.i sumtymes envy the Christians,dont get me wrong,i dont wanna convert into Christianity but have u seen or heard what ppl are saying or how some are portraying Jesus?Loads of shows do it,and u dont see Christians blowing things up. And dont give me the 'they're not devout enough' or 'they cover it up' bullsh!t. U dont see their Pope going 'blow stuff up' ,'go to war',or 'kill infidels'. Quite amazing how ppl could get so paranoid but again,who am i to say about sumone else? Fayzal to be honest,just another guy around the block.funny enough,if we joke about our own religion its fine but if someone else does it its wrong?too much thinking..confuses me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-6192505674397128014?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/6192505674397128014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=6192505674397128014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6192505674397128014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/6192505674397128014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/thinking-too-much.html' title='thinking too much'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-2714523803113068432</id><published>2008-01-19T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:09:15.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>who made u an expert?</title><content type='html'>my first actual entree,kay,fuuh,here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever had that feeling that u really cant be bothered when sumone jumps out of no where and starts correcting what ever u say as if they were all mighty in knowledge? annoying isnt it?in my life i there had been many occasions where ppl correct me,i'll gladly accept any correction made if ever i was wrong but its when i'm right and sumone tries to 'correct' that,now thats a waste of my time.not that i dont waste anytime myself but having already wasted al ot of my time,i dont need help from anyone to waste more of it.its not like i'm gonna live till forever. correcting others is fine to some extent but what annoys me the most is when ppl start telling you u shouldnt and u should. hello!!i believe this is a free country,i have the freedom to choose although in all honesty we're not really free,are we?just think about it,kids have to go to school cos their paretns make them go,if they dont,they'll prob get scolded and at the end ofthe day,they go anyways.grown ups,go to work,they have to cos they're scared of being redundant so we arent really free.we need tp pay for most stuff,we live by soo many rules and yet we have this belief that we're free,probably we are but to an extent.owh yeah,annoyin ppl.now having the coldness to ignore ppl when they start to annoy,i'm not a very popular person but the way i look at it is as if it was and still is a blessing. i know,its rude but just think bout it,would u even care if u put too much sugar in your coffee if that was how u like it?so what if i'm a guy and i can cook? who cares if the egg comes first?(although i have to say that god made the grown animals so its prob chicken)it doestn really matter. there could be the possibilaty that those ppl were just trying to make conversation or perhaps it was a pick up line(which i really doubt) but surely there must be other ways.(talking bout pickup lines,i have this shirt i bought from wh which has "i lost my number can i borrow yours",cheeky aint it?)its pointless to continue talking bout how i'm always wrong and they're always right(ok2,it could be right all along,but cut me some slack,my ego needs it as much as urs does)because if i'm right i'll just shove it up their faces the next time we meet(well,not really,but since i'm writing a blog,its good to release a bit of emo) and if i'm wrong i'll just keep quite about it so we're not really gonna have a conversation if i just keep silent(although there was this one time when a friend of mine did all the talking and i barely said a word and still it was a conversation,long one as well). but i reckon this is all prob to give our egos a bit of pleasure.i'm not gonna lie,i know i do it sumtimes myself cos i know how good it feels liketo be on theother end but there is always a limit to everything and if i can limit it,y cant they do it?or perhaps by chance they only do it to me?just another unlucky year then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-2714523803113068432?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/2714523803113068432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=2714523803113068432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2714523803113068432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/2714523803113068432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-made-u-expert.html' title='who made u an expert?'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384731934644315271.post-4954658842258559075</id><published>2008-01-17T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:10:31.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog related'/><title type='text'>Starting point</title><content type='html'>Just thought of starting a blog. Having spent a lot of time day dreaming of what could be and what could have been, there has been nothing else to day dream about so I'm moving professions from a professional 'scriptwriter' to an author. I reckon i could improve my skills by the constant tapping of keys and entree typings. Hopefully this could also help me write my article for our upcoming paper. Have i said that i'm a journalist? In all honesty, i'm not a 'real' journalist that writes for a daily paper or sumthing like that,no, i'm just a journalist for a small town paper that publishes an issue every few months. Not really a big thing though because my articles arent really sumthing people are interested in probably because they reflect me as a person(or maybe,this is more realistic, i just cant write anything better). starting a blog could be the perfect remedee to cure my inability to write any good material. Having came back from the holidays,i now find myself facing 13exams and at this current moment,i'm writing my blog. interesting isnt it? i have this philosophy that i will learn when i have the need to.the only problem with that is that i never feel the need to study. The lack of incentive could be explained by the fact that i am one of the leading masters in the arts of SLIM(slacked life is me) and also because there has been to many distractions in my life. I could give more excuses but that would just be too much effort and energy wasted. I know that at the end of all this i will regret every second that i wasted. I have strong beliefs that for that same reason why we feel that life is so short. the amount of time we waste is ridiculous. just last night,i watched a film,meet joe black. for those who might not know, the film tells a story bout a man who is nearing to his 65th birthday having achieved almost everything a man could dream of. A few days shy of his birthday, he's visited by death who took a human form. death made a deal with him that he will be given more time in exchange of being deaths guide in this human world.as long as death is interested, he lives.having known hisdeath would be coming,he became moreofa family man,having meals with his children everynight contrast to the once in awhile meals they had before.he thinks ofthe life he lived and believed that he would be satisfied with his life. now,i'm not really that good with explaining stories much more telling them but it does struck me that i would give anything to have the life he had.this lead me to day dream a bit after wards and reality bit me. it was just a film.even so, i remember a quote form the film,65 years wasnt that long.its the same wiht all of us isnt it?i could say 18 years wasnt that long,and the guy next to me could say that 30 years wasnt that long.and all because we waste so much time on things that we probably wouldnt even remember of doing.sleep for instance. assuming we sleep 8 hours a day,that counts to 121 days give or take in a year.thats almost a third of a year on sleep alone. and can we act remember anything whilst we're asleep with the exception of dreams which i doubt a person could dream everynight.another important session is what i refer to as DAN(doing absolutely nothing). i'll admit i do that myself and it does sometimes annoy me that i actually do it.that would take more time of the year.take away those times,study sessions,travelling,and whats left? only a few hours of cherished moments. i'm petrified at this fact because i'm afraid my time with family and friends are going to be limited. being so far from home,it makes me think whether i'm makingthe right choice.cos,eventually,once you're far away,people you knew tend to drift away. this is evident as ever since i moved ,i barely keep in touch with my old friends and now,i have beliefs that some might have already forgot about me,not that its a bad thing for them of course.not that it matters anyway,i'm quite content with the friends i have right now. theres a saying you dontknow what you got until you lose it. personally if its fated that i lose something,then as the beatles would have said,let it be. there will always be something better to be found if only we took the time to look.but thats just it isnt it?we dont have any left to spare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384731934644315271-4954658842258559075?l=fayzalbms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/feeds/4954658842258559075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384731934644315271&amp;postID=4954658842258559075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4954658842258559075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384731934644315271/posts/default/4954658842258559075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayzalbms.blogspot.com/2008/01/starting-point.html' title='Starting point'/><author><name>Faisal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08602490930169574345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvoGiB0Lchc/SArkC5cxtBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T7R_HxYDHSw/S220/Snowball.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
