<?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-8436510379866386021</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:15:09.511+08:00</updated><category term='Course'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Missing Someone'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Bike'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>We Were Meant For Each Other</title><subtitle type='html'>We signed a lifetime contract on 27th December 2007. We made an oath to each other. To stay together in good times and bad times. 

An eternal promise.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-1120330677977123185</id><published>2009-07-10T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:48:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything went back to where it is suppose to be.Allah show me the man that i should be with throughout my future.insya'allah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am just glad that Im not in a confuse state right now.I definitely hate it alot.I dont deny that,yes,your feelings can change just with a blink of an eye.but it is about how firm you are about your decision and prayers by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope that this relationship can last long till the end of my breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God Bless you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Raudhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-1120330677977123185?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/1120330677977123185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/1120330677977123185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/1120330677977123185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-5469023037719413504</id><published>2009-06-18T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:56:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sjktycdt0gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ofh78tNG8hE/s1600-h/DSCF2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356377136714242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sjktycdt0gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ofh78tNG8hE/s400/DSCF2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dust has settled. The tussle between forces have ceased. Many virtues was lost and virtual abstract damaged. Two warriors left standing. Battered and bruised. The princess then hold one of the warrior's hand and said "I've decided. To be with you, for eternity." The warrior look deep into the princess eyes to search the truthfulness of her words. Silence.. Then came his hand and grasp hers but he said nothing. Slowly lifting up the princess to her feet, still he said nothing. His grasp was tight but it was not driven by anger. It was forgiveness, believe and love that comes from the heart that made up the warrior's hand to be secured to the princess', protecting her. The other warrior can only look on and then slowly began to back off, smoke from the burning ashes of the ground engulf him in his retreat, disappearing forever. The warrior along with princess walked towards his stallion, waiting for in a distance. On the way, picking up his blade, wiped the bloodstains with a silk cloth. He stopped and looked at his sword as if it is listening. He said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The best man does not always wins. The man that wins, is the man who never say it is over, until it is over."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then he said some prayers and thank Allah for his guidance, strength and blessings and sheath in his blade. When they both were on his horse, he asked the princess "Ready?" She nodded with a smile and they rode West where the setting sun is settling down. The end is the start of a new beginning. Praise to Almighty Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-5469023037719413504?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/5469023037719413504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5469023037719413504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5469023037719413504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-hope.html' title='A New Hope'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sjktycdt0gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ofh78tNG8hE/s72-c/DSCF2095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-5018650547743932727</id><published>2009-05-28T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:24:33.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yur Heart is Not Mine to Keep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sh19euRmJoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4ZDRAaLYx9g/s1600-h/DSCF2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340562699902658178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sh19euRmJoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4ZDRAaLYx9g/s200/DSCF2647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love journey has been a roller coaster ride since i came back from OBS. I never experience this kindof complex situation in my life before. Its the combination of my fault + Third Party + Her fault that caused all this ruckus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jus came back from visiting her. She fainted yesterday noon n i had to take half day leave. I was super worried about her. But yet, i cant show her so much love cuz I dont trust her animore and we're taking our time off. So ya. No sayang2 no mushie2 stuff. She gave me a jolting birthday surprise wen i arrived at NUH. She was on the wheelchair holding my cake, while mira n khai was at her side. I'm touched. So touched. Yet i cant show my love. What i'm showing to her now is care n concern. Love is not there animore. My heart urge me so much to show love but my Pride is hurt. It'll take quite some time to heal itself. As i push her back to her ward and watch her sleep with all her "get well soon" gifts, I was telling myself, "This is the woman i love so much, but i dont wanna be with her cuz her heart is no longer longed for me." Soft strokes to her hair with her hand grasping mine and placing it jus beside her soft tender cheek. Once in a while she'll open her eyes to see if i'm still beside her. Hearing her cute snooring and wiped her drool with my own handkerchief, making sure she'll deep in her sleep then i take my leave. But not before slipping my ring into her left index finger and kissing her forehead. Coming back home, checked her mails and read one of the mail she replied to Oska. Its a long one but i understand. I fully understand right now. That even though after being discharge from hospital, she wants to "come back" to me, I know, her heart is not with me. Her heart will always be with Oska. Hurts me alot, but I have my Pride. No point loving some one who loves u but her heart is sumwhere else. No meaning to put yur heart and soul if her heart is not yours to keep. Pointless, Meaningless. I've been putting up a brave facade when guy(s) call u up and u answered right infront of me. Guys calling u out of the blue, calling u jus for a chat. For god sake u're attached. Yes proving to me dat there's nothing wrong btween u guys by talking infront of me but i dont like it. I hate it. I bloody damn hate it. If u dont understand den i'm sorry. U dont like when girls call me right. The END..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-5018650547743932727?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/5018650547743932727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/05/yur-heart-is-not-mine-to-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5018650547743932727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5018650547743932727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/05/yur-heart-is-not-mine-to-keep.html' title='Yur Heart is Not Mine to Keep'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/Sh19euRmJoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4ZDRAaLYx9g/s72-c/DSCF2647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-5696617953039229063</id><published>2009-03-19T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:13:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates!</title><content type='html'>HeyLo PPl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bz lately.. With exams and all. First of all, I jus wanna say dat i got a GreeEAAT weekend with my Baby last week which is on the 13th March.. Even though I failed my MQC exam. AAaaahh.. Heck care lah.. Got retest wat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I bouGht a Super Cool FujiFilm Digicam model SD2000 i think.. ahahha.. $500 bucks at the IT show at SUNTECH.. It Was f**king pack with ppl.. Super duper pack.. Read the floor plan first before entering the warzone with Baby.. Identify our target and we penetrated the think terrains of the IT show.. Did some surveys and analysis, finalize our plan and carry on to strike the target. BAM! Got it with a free Tripod, screen protector, extra battery, camera pouch, HD connectors. Worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday before I walk in back to HTA, ate at Mac D and had a good laugh down there while waiting fer the rain to stop. Well, we decided to play bowling fer jus 1 game. Though my bowling skills is not up there, i still teach Baby how to bowl the proper way cuz her ball most of the time will end up in the gutters.. Haha.. But after a 'listening' to my advice, no more gutter-ing fer her.. Thumbs UP! Keep it UP Baby.. After that i wanna play arcade.. Sooo the very long never play.. I play shooting game ofcourse. Baby join along.. Haha.. Looks like shes getting the hang of it.. Cool! I got a shooting sidekick. Moving on, we headed to VIVO CITY to..... watch muvee.. haha.. wanted to watch "coming soon" but wasnt the right timing. So we watched Dragonball EVOLUTION. Jus a So So muvee lah.. But i enjoyed it cuz i watched it with my little Baby.. HURRY HURRY wen went home.. I jus remembered that i havnt pack my things for book in.. Baby helped to iron my shirt and pants while i'll chuck my stuff inside my bag.. At around 2015hrs we went off sending Baby home first before proceeding to HTA with a heavy heart. What a weekend I had with her.. It could be rated 10/10 if not for me failing my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Camp&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I got SILVER for my IPPT after a long vigorous, intense training. At last, a sense of achivement. Thank you very much to my OCT counterparts for supporting me all the way.. I really appreciate it very much. Very very much.. U guys know who u are.. The next great news i got to hear is, my Superior did some assesment to my MCQ exam qns, moderated it and from 9 failures cut down to 3. I'm not 1 of those 3. Phew! Phew! Phew! Syukur Alhamdulilah.. I dont wanna re-study the stupid book again.. A huge burden had been lifted. We left with Staffwork Exam and OBS.. But we all now POP mode already.. Hahaha.. Who cares a f**k about OBS.. I like lazy a wanna go OBS. 2.5wks leh. Beh tahan sia.. Hmmmm... dats all lah.. Tomoro book out day~! Looking forward to it. Now, going to bath, change up and go recruit's mess to watch K-Nite!! hahaha.. F.O.!! Hahaha.. Fly Off lah.. Dirty Minded ah U all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-5696617953039229063?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/5696617953039229063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5696617953039229063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5696617953039229063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-updates.html' title='More Updates!'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-3874875116519853800</id><published>2009-03-04T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:41:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Yeah yeah i know I've been AWOL-ing from blogspot fer quite a while.. I've never been bz and tired at the same time in my entire life. Guess wat? ATTACHMENT! Although the attachment has ended, i jus wanna say I MISS MY ATTACHMENT PERIOD!!! Was attached to one of the NPCs in Juliet div. Started of abit awkwards cuz new stuff, meetin new ppl and new procedures.. As days past by, I got used to it. So used to it that I even brought the 'attitude' back to camp. During my attachement we get to arrest ppl, attend t ppls's enquiry, its jus basically getting the feel of how a real policeman life is.. And i can say that i realli appreciate those policemen out there who is have realli dedicated their lives to make Singapore streets safer. I realli do understand their situation. Its not easy. I'm gonna miss my team charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Putting attachment aside, I had a hard time slotting time fer my Baby. At times i'll be realli2 bz tot he extend that i cud not spare a min jus fer an sms. Cuz from the 1st day of my attachment I was the 2 men. So I have to learn how to write the log sheet and use the Cubicon system as well. But i tried my best to msg u whenever i can rite Baby? Sometimes I do call u up and ask how r ya. I do think of u when i'm doing patrol. What r u doing in school? Have u eaten? U got any problems or not.. I cant rest in peace. I cant have toilet break in peace. I cant even eat in peace! We must always be on ur toes. I hope u understand Baby. I know u understand cuz my Baby is an understanding lady. Spending time with u has always been a habbit fer me. Your voice can cheer up my mood. Your presence can change my emotion. Dats y I treasure u alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Now back in HTA, i have trouble adapting to the life here back. I have to adapt to it again. I feel very very tired. To be honest, I've been sleeping alot since Monday. I realli have no idea. Maybe my body need to adapt to the HTA life back i guess. Now back to normal with PTs and Drill Lessons. S0 different life outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Even though my Baby didnt know that my internet connection is back online, (shhhh!) hehehhe, I jus wanna tell her dats she matters to me so much. We need each other in terms of love, support and encouragement. I love her alot. I dont like her to suffer. I like to see her excel in her studies 1st, then the things she like to do most. I have a quote:"Bie, u dont become a policeman can? U seldom msg me while u're n duty. I rather have u work as a normal civilian K?" Sooo the very cute.. Miss me so much izit? Dun werry Baby. Hubby didnt ferget bout u. Not even a single day i go about not thinking bout u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I have a great girlfriend, a great family, great frens and a great life.. I like to thank God alot for what he have given me. Syukur Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-3874875116519853800?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/3874875116519853800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3874875116519853800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3874875116519853800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-1243832192203278343</id><published>2009-02-03T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:59:33.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Notte De Cadetto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nite we all have been waiting for.. Alot of planning and important decisions my buddy[SYED MD] has to make. I personally tank him and his welfare committee for their efforts in this Social Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the nite itself, kena PT jialat2 in the morning already.. Shall not elaborate bout dat. Bonus knee jap was generously accidentally givento me by Kenneth aka P****Juice aka OCT3 treasurer, during the "tao pok" incident. Got a bit of swelling and bruise near my right eyebrow. Its gone now Hunnie.. Didnt wanna werri u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half day! Hurray! But no bike. Take bus home.. Haha.. Sad? Yes.. Half2. Sad=No Bike Happy=Social Nite. Reach Home straight go sLeep. Beh tahan liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey came to my House to dress up together. She look super sweet and elegant with the pearl neckless and white heels i bought for her with my GST money, which i bet she didnt know. I repeat again, you look super sweet, elegant and gorgeous Sayang. Well, arrive at the Grand Corpthorne Hotel's Restaurant &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"PONTINI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Syed and Mairah. Suddenly, the spotlight was on me and my Darlin' u can take a look at some pics of how we dressed up. Well guys, "Old Man" isnt as "Old" as u think. He knows how to dress up for appropriate occasions aite. Shocking ryte? Hahahaha.. Dat was a surprise for u guys. As I walk wish my princess to my seat, jaws are dropping, hearts are aching and eyes are tearing up as how Graceful this particular couple was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc95VcmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/L4tklxQBV64/s1600-h/30012009(032).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298326030066741858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc95VcmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/L4tklxQBV64/s200/30012009(032).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc_1HqwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oDWFoFbYT8k/s1600-h/30012009(045).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298326030585932546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc_1HqwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oDWFoFbYT8k/s200/30012009(045).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc5wdIfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/C9w5bJCRZFk/s1600-h/30012009(050).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298326028955754994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvc5wdIfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/C9w5bJCRZFk/s200/30012009(050).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvcwkwE-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_0551y2f5QU/s1600-h/30012009(041).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298326026490745826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvcwkwE-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_0551y2f5QU/s200/30012009(041).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvck2X9MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BVgtS7tKNbY/s1600-h/30012009(024).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298326023343436994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdvck2X9MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BVgtS7tKNbY/s200/30012009(024).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech by blah blah blah, another speech by blah blah blah.. Pictures! Click! Click! Click! Loove taking pictures! With my sayang and most of my OCT frens. Had some good food althought the chicken does taste like chicken. the smoke salmon and beef was full of taste. My first time eating those kind of hotel dishes. We talk among my table, introduce our partners, had a good laugh talking bout our 'habits' in our barrack and lecture theatre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took group pictures at the end of the day. Relax for a while after the nite was over den head home. Overall comment: Could be done much better. Alot of rooms for improvements. And a Salute my Buddy for making sure the even ran smoothly althou back in camp he said he didnt enjoy his social nite. Well bro, we dont need to be really enjoying, Bonding is the main thing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EOD Rating 9/10 (could have been 10/10 as not for the absence of my bike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENJOY THE PICS!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdyOtGrAsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mtMebXR2CIQ/s1600-h/30012009(064).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298329083575993026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdyOtGrAsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mtMebXR2CIQ/s200/30012009(064).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdyOiwT6KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/estr5E7hgjo/s1600-h/30012009(063).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298329080797849762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdyOiwT6KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/estr5E7hgjo/s200/30012009(063).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SYdyOuHZjiI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IEWycoBxW6A/s1600-h/30012009(060).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298329083847478818" style="FLOAT: left; 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Nite Nite Baby~ Have a good nite sleep.. Sweetest Dreamz tonite my Baby.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-1062518932142387457?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/1062518932142387457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/1062518932142387457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/1062518932142387457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby.html' title='Baby~!'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-8630602709106208349</id><published>2009-01-21T13:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:10:10.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Bike-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello ppl!..&lt;/span&gt; I've been bz with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HTBC [Home Team Basic Course]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; recently.. 2 things to touch on: Weekends &amp;amp; HTBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna talk bout my bikeless weekend. Haiz... I have to say I'm suffering but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm trying my best to forget about it. Its not dat I'm not use to taking bus or a get lost going sumewhere.. Its jus dats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY BIKE, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS MY BIKE&lt;/span&gt;, I MISS MY BIKE, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS MY BIKE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I MISS MY BIKE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY REALLY MISS MY BIKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its alot easier to get around. I can do alot of things. Send my darLin' to school, send Daddy to werk, go out to buy food for my family. Its jus ALOT easier. I feel sad leaving my bike at the &lt;em&gt;MSCP&lt;/em&gt;, knowing that its unfunctionable for the time being. Its the bonding I have with my bike. It has always been Me, My Darlin' &amp;amp; My Bike. Those bikers out there will somehow know how i feel and somehow agree with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Did nuthing much on fri sat. Just rott at home. My Darlin' and I cant stand it sitting at home, so on Sunday, we went to ECP.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Code Name: Budget Camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Took long bus rides which I have not experience for quite a while. Set up tent, blah blah blah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; No problem. Formula:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Solid Fuel&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Messtin&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boiling Water&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;IndoMee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;= &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.. Yup, we did exactly dat. Thanks to my survival skills in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ARMY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SPF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we got to each fresh IndoMee! Hahaha.. Was fun actually. U guys should actually try it some day. The rest of the day was mostly relaxing and story telling and gossiping and yadda yadda yadda yadda.. Execellent Bike-less weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HTBC:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8days of &lt;em&gt;MARATHON&lt;/em&gt; of lectures, very &lt;em&gt;LITTLE&lt;/em&gt; rest. Today is the last day after 8 days. I've made alot of good frens and aquantence from &lt;strong&gt;SCDF&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ICA&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; the &lt;strong&gt;Regular SPFs&lt;/strong&gt;.. The bond dat we've made through activities such as Introductory, Ice Breaking, Treasure Hunt, Excursions and the fun times we had during Social Nite will ALWAYS be embedded in my mind, my heart. Hope to bump into you guys in the course of action or wherever it may be. Please do approach me if you guys meet me outside. We'll have some outing or some lepak session. Hahaha.. I've to say this lah, I'll miss you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;bL&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;E r&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ThM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the Best!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PS: Dun forget to distribute our pics. Send via email aite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Weekend Rating: 8½/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-8630602709106208349?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/8630602709106208349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/bike-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/8630602709106208349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/8630602709106208349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/bike-less.html' title='Bike-less'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-7312981695448336944</id><published>2009-01-15T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:38:49.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW716KChB8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-3PEGRj3JNg/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291436991683037122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW716KChB8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-3PEGRj3JNg/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW715-y7uHI/AAAAAAAAADs/DG_3HwooDS4/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291436988664887410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW715-y7uHI/AAAAAAAAADs/DG_3HwooDS4/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW7159edcFI/AAAAAAAAADk/oLqS5eiTYnI/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291436988310581330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW7159edcFI/AAAAAAAAADk/oLqS5eiTYnI/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time when our beloved bike kena tow because the piston jam..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-7312981695448336944?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/7312981695448336944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7312981695448336944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7312981695448336944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-pics.html' title='Our Pics'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SW716KChB8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-3PEGRj3JNg/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-7494846832501333126</id><published>2009-01-14T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:35:20.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; is a cute &amp;amp; charming &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; indeed. He always take care of my feelings whenever I am with him..He have done a very great job as my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. No one can replace him if i were to choose a husband for now. However, ppl always said that as time passes by, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;people will change drastically&lt;/span&gt;. But i believe in my current &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; that he will not do all such thing to me. (if you did, doda gigit &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; lebam2 arh!!!)..haha. We treasure every moments we had together no matter what. Eventhough it is only for awhile but it is worth while meeting him even for a second. I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; many2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Doda need u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;U need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I can bet u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;U will be happy all the time with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;U make me felt secured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;U ensure i am alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am never bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;because u r my Mr. Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhh..hubby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;U &amp;amp; me will never be far apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We are ment to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Even how smelly U fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Every moment we will still be closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To my beloved Hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Your darling "bushuk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DODA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-7494846832501333126?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/7494846832501333126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-lovely-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7494846832501333126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7494846832501333126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-lovely-hubby.html' title='My Lovely Hubby'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-993572839908246146</id><published>2009-01-13T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:01:01.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha..Wat a day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for your detailed information..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my hubby is not discipline on the road. he like to say vulgarities,horn to another vehicle(got new horn mah..)and also catch-up with another vehicle if they did some wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hais..hubby,thank god your gal r here..you need more patience. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His bike got jammed at PIE.haisss...doda felt worried because hubby need to book in.tapi takpelah..i have fun wit him coz hubby dah tk bnyk uban.doda dah cabot smbil 2nggu tow truck.haha..thanks to doda..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k la..wanna finish up my assignment.anything i will beep you k dear..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love u dear..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-993572839908246146?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/993572839908246146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahawat-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/993572839908246146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/993572839908246146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahawat-day.html' title='Haha..Wat a day..'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-2259473952518138619</id><published>2009-01-11T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:19:59.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day My Bike's Heart Stopped..</title><content type='html'>I never imagine this wud happen to my beloved bike. Served me well. My piston jammed while i was chasing this muthafukin car which jus whizz past me (who's at the 1st lane) and another car (which is on the 2nd lane).. Get the picture?? What the hell is he thingkin'?? KNN! PCB! Cannot wait ah?? Wife sucking yur cock izit dats y yur brain went all the way down to yur dick.. U driving car or riding bike.. Ride bike i can understand ah fren.. Kam Lan Ciao lah u driving a car u know.. Tried to chase him.. Fer a few seconds i was coming closer n closer to him.. Den.. I started to loose power.. Chucking sound heard from under my tank.. 1st thought - Piston Jam! Quick! Clutch in! Houston we got a problem.. Mayday! Mayday!.. 5444 is going down!.. I repeat! 5444 is going down! Due to my quick thinkin, lightnin reaction and sharp reflexes, we manage to land safely at the road shoulder. Damn.. piston has been jammed.. Manage to call the tow truck to tow to my house.. Sad to see my machine go down.. Now more headache.. Where to get money to do repairs to my bike?? Haiz.. I was sad, angry, funny all at the same time.. At home, I lie on my bed thinking.. Trying to relax my mind.. Tryin not to shed tears.. Well, almost.. Problems after problems.. Like there is no peace for me.. If this wouldnt have happen, it would be another great weekend already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-2259473952518138619?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/2259473952518138619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-my-bikes-heart-stopped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/2259473952518138619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/2259473952518138619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-my-bikes-heart-stopped.html' title='The Day My Bike&apos;s Heart Stopped..'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-2575562720612419399</id><published>2009-01-08T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:37:07.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Here For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i am here dear..sorry for not updating about our stuff in the blog.i have been busy lately.i hope u undrstnd dear.i love u my Dear..u have always been my pillar wheneva i need you the most.watever ppl say will not gona chg my mind bout u.it doesnt bother us at all coz i believe that we can last forever.ppl can say that im a flirt or what but did they ever reflect themselves??no rite??haha...who bothers..i know myself better than them.they are just being jealous..it will never bring them to anywhere whereas they will be collecting more sins by gossipping.stupid kan..wat they earn by bitching ppl??popularity??take lah..i dont mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have great tym with hubby last weekend.so great!!but now,ur baby gerl is very sick..hope u understand dear..she feel so down but ur words have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt; her alot..She need your advise the most!!Sayang,u dont have to worry bout other guy frens that i had..they are just bunch of frens.u r my soul.u r the one that i need the most.girls,u may be jealous or wat so ever..but who cares bout ur feelings..we will gona stick together &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my resolution with you this year are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;1)To love you more everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;2)To make you happy whenever u are with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;3)To spend tym with you more than anyone else except my family lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;4)To make you &amp;amp; my family proud by achieving great results and proceed to polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;5)To be a responsible daughter,girlfriend,student &amp;amp; friend eventhough they bitched me around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last but certainly not the least..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-2575562720612419399?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/2575562720612419399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-here-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/2575562720612419399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/2575562720612419399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-here-for-you.html' title='Im Here For You'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-7350254431123123825</id><published>2009-01-04T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:14:29.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>I have to admit dat I had a great weekend wit ma Gerl.. We spent time together, not the quantity dat counts but the quality time dat matters.. I like to send her to werk, Pick her up from werk. I'm so used to it. We went to the same place where we use to go. Some ppl, even my parents say I'll get bored or "Aren't u tired always being together" &lt;em&gt;FYI&lt;/em&gt;, I dont mind Me and Ma Gerl sticking like glue wherever we go &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;24/7&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;365&lt;/span&gt;. And I'll &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get bored with her. I like her being my Co-pilot(Pillion), I like her being my fren to share her opinions with me, I like her being my partner, always together criticising others.. Hehe.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gonna get bored with her. Dats just Us. Next pointer, My whole family went out to West Coast Fd Centre aka Ayer Raja Fd Centre to have dinner together. It's been &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since we went out together. SweetHart wanted to come along but my Mama said its not appropriate as this is a family outing. If possible i wanted her to tag along but......... Not dat my Dad dislike ma Gerl or anithing like dat but its just the "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;unappropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" thingy. So too bad Sweetie. Moving on, We ate satay, stingray, baby squids, blah.. blah.. blah.. blah.. Bumed into our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; relatives there. Chatter2 Chit2 fer a while b4 Heading back home. I feel great after going out with my family. To add the icing to the cake, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bike Rapairs + Pass Inspection = Road Tax Renewed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHEW~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had to admit dat after the renewal of my bike, feels like a huge burden was being lifted from my shoulders. I think its time to rate my weekends.. Gd idea Hafiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hubby outz~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-7350254431123123825?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/7350254431123123825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7350254431123123825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/7350254431123123825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-3879695232494852701</id><published>2009-01-02T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:05:09.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>My 1st New Year Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgBAAL6I/AAAAAAAAACU/dCp9FRbhW8k/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554710952652706" style="WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgBAAL6I/AAAAAAAAACU/dCp9FRbhW8k/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the title says it all. This is the 1st time out of my 23 years living in Singapore, I'm celebrating my new year. As in literally celebrating. Usually I will be at home sleepin', or countdown-ing at werk(Pizzahut) baking and cutting bloody pizzas for customers. This time, Its different babe. I "counted down" along with our dearest Merlion with my Sweetheart at the Fullerton. My first official Countdown. My first time watching the fireworks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Usually i will be watching it live but on television or the repeat telecast or worst, never watch at all. I was impress. Totally different feeling. The spectacular fireworks, the patterns, the sound (which reminds me alot of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TEKONG&lt;/span&gt;). And I made a promise to myself dat I'll be witnessing alot more fireworks in the years to come &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And of course, with my Lovely Raudhah.&lt;br /&gt;My anniversary on 27th Dec, 1st Countdown together, 1st time watching &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fireworks, do u think I can forget 2008??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're already in 2009&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Church bell ringin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. Lots of aims, Lots to achieve. I've set my aim. Jus need some booster to get things done. Wish all my frens, Fuhuans, Yuhuans, SPians, OCTs, Pizzahut staff, a Happy Delightful New Year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to my Love, We'll start afresh, really strive into our relationship. We'll throw away our bad habits and pick up the good ones. More commitments, less arguements, stronger bonding, everlasting trust to make it through all the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sticking to ya Like Glue..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hubby signin outz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Here are some pics that we took. Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dfS2yAII/AAAAAAAAACE/sQZpFd3j7yE/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554698565943426" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dfS2yAII/AAAAAAAAACE/sQZpFd3j7yE/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgpOS4jI/AAAAAAAAACk/89bhvukisWE/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554721750016562" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgpOS4jI/AAAAAAAAACk/89bhvukisWE/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgXjCrjI/AAAAAAAAACc/-kveVnFYD_k/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554717005196850" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgXjCrjI/AAAAAAAAACc/-kveVnFYD_k/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dfneieAI/AAAAAAAAACM/_6f_kF5Hz5o/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554704101406722" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dfneieAI/AAAAAAAAACM/_6f_kF5Hz5o/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-3879695232494852701?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/3879695232494852701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-1st-new-year-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3879695232494852701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3879695232494852701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-1st-new-year-celebration.html' title='My 1st New Year Celebration'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV2dgBAAL6I/AAAAAAAAACU/dCp9FRbhW8k/s72-c/DSC00175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-5860774075084386105</id><published>2008-12-30T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:46:45.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Code Name: OPERATION RES 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) To have Lesser Arguments, More Settlement Talks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[relationship]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2) To be a more Responsible and Loving son, brother and boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[family]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3) To be more Hardworking individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[open]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4) Have an open mind to problems either work or personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[open]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5) Do a good job as an NS Inspector. Responsible, Just, Fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[NS career]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Targets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i) Get a driving license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ii) A Digital Camera before my POP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(early May)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iii) Silver for IPPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iv) New Handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;v) To be financially stable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(by March)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;vi) To come early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Book Ins, Attachments, Meet-ups, Appointments, Work etc.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubby outz~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-5860774075084386105?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/5860774075084386105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-year-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5860774075084386105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5860774075084386105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-year-resolution.html' title='My New Year Resolution'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-6623010643577484302</id><published>2008-12-29T16:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:43:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=*(Our 1 year Anniversary)*=-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVifVVtPoLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NgeicID-ERQ/s1600-h/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285149351672258738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVifVVtPoLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NgeicID-ERQ/s320/DSC01145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the date I'm always looking forward to. I means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to me... To us.. The day we're OFFICIALLY together. &lt;strong&gt;Promised, Pledge, Swore&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; signed the treaty. A lifetime contract. For those BOYS out there, I'm so sorry. She's mine. So jus stop to whatever u're doing or trying to do cuz u're jus wasting your time. Don't believe me? Ask her. She's happy with me. I'm Happy with her. She's neither leaving me nor i'm leaving her. Get it BOYS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKEY! Enough for the Young BOYS. Here's what actually gonna happen, planed to happen or what happen on the day itself. I planned wat chinese say 'Sui²'. Got PLAN A and PLAN B. Got Normal weather and Wet weather programe but THEN.............. My financial source was badly affected by the backpayment all thanks to SPF. The backpayment was for SAF. But fer God's sake at least tell us earlier this things gonna happen rite? Its not like all of us get our monthly income from our parents during primary school times or secondary school. Alot of us use to work and surviving on our own income before NS. CHEH! SHOOH! Coming back to my ANNIVERSARY. So all plans was cancelled. I was sooooo pissed, dissappointed.. Urrrghh Dunno what I was feeling at that point of time. ROJAK! Y something like dis happening on the month of my ANNIVERSARY. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;FYI, this is wat I was planning fer THAT day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) A bouquet of White Roses from FarEastFlora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Bring her to Mt Faber for SKYDINING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Still gonna give her a bouquet of flowers at 12mdnt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Go out to SENTOSA to take the Tiger Skytower, 4D Magix, Merlion, Lunge &amp;amp; Skyride, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the Sea, Cineblast, blah blah blah blah blah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the planning end up in vain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;+/tive thinking +/tive thinking +/tive thinking +/tive thinking +/tive thinking +/tive thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its bad already that I have no money on that day. Tot wanna spend 1 whole day wit her. Skali my Mom and relatives celebrating my Atok &amp;amp; Daddy's Birthday together at my Nenek house lah. Wah Lau.. I let your imagination run wild of how i was feeling on that day aite.. So 1/3 of the day SweetHeart is werking at PH, another 1/3 spend celebrating Birthdays at my nenek house and the final 1/3 sending time with SweetHeart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to see the New &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/span&gt;. So we headed there in the evening after the Birthday bash thingy. The place is a nice place to relax and chill out. Took pictures and chitty² chatter² abit. But why the hell did they make it a 1-way walkpath? Those who have been there will agree with me. Those who havent please go check the Marina Barrage out aite. The nite was a chill one with my Sweetheart. We ate ice cream together. Took a walk at the rooftop, sightseeing at the bridge. Had a good laugh, kicking, handlocking, slapping each other on the face jus like last time when we 1st "got together". Ahakz~! After a few mins of walking, SweetHeart was literally beggin' me to go back down cuz she cannot tahan the walking already. I pity her. I understand she's tired from work and all. So i didn't make a fuss about it. So down we go, still pushing each other.. Still slapping each other's face.. Hahaha.. We then head back home as it was getting late and Papa Aziz complaining. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it Gentlemen. The most simplest, down to earth Anniversary celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my Dearest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby jus wanna say that I appreciate the sacrifices you've done fer me whether i realise it or not, thanks for your care and love throughout the time you've been with me. Keep on being a Lovely Caring Cheerful and Bubbly girlfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take note of this: You're the perfect girl for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The best girlfriend I ever have.. and still the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No matter how angry or mad I am with you, I still love u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;... till my last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fer the last time BOYS, she's mine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hubby outz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVieEjFHmAI/AAAAAAAAABk/RwtcuExz2kw/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285147963692652546" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVieEjFHmAI/AAAAAAAAABk/RwtcuExz2kw/s320/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVidwkvRGyI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z8doZmZK-l4/s1600-h/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285147620540488482" style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVidwkvRGyI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z8doZmZK-l4/s320/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVieKr9OTSI/AAAAAAAAABs/YLAj0xZOE7I/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285148069154671906" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVieKr9OTSI/AAAAAAAAABs/YLAj0xZOE7I/s320/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVif9UNnotI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rwPXyEf-9dc/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285150038465946322" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVif9UNnotI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rwPXyEf-9dc/s320/DSC01141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-6623010643577484302?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/6623010643577484302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-1yr-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/6623010643577484302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/6623010643577484302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-1yr-anniversary.html' title='-=*(Our 1 year Anniversary)*=-'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SVifVVtPoLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NgeicID-ERQ/s72-c/DSC01145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-3063562347176325907</id><published>2008-12-21T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:31:39.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing Someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Back To Where I Must Be</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.. It's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;11pm&lt;/span&gt; rite now and I'm blogging. Suppose to sleep. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; miss my baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Walked in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; late = late]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; now. Needed to settle, talk and clear some matters with my dearest. I dunno y I'm sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; now. Seriously i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know. I'm not sure if it is because i have to walk in, leave my family and my Dearest ones or the discussion I had with dearest, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt;.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know. But surely&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; knows why. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt; I'll be fine. Chin up. I still have a super duper all-in-one girlfriend, a super caring Dad, a motherly Mom and 2 adorable sisters and a wonderful spacious Home. How bad can that be? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt; my relationship will last and the one who have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rahmat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(blessings) from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. May &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; show us the righteous path and help us with all our problems through out our journey together '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i really Love this girl name &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Siti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Raudhah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Aziz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I still Love here even thou of her past mistakes. We are not perfect. There will always be mistakes here and there. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;there is&lt;/span&gt; a need to change, we'll change for the better. I really hope dear remember what I've talk about just now. Going to eat &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Twiggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now while waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; to call me.. To my fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OCTs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; luck fer the Uniform Inspection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tomorow&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Nitey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nitez&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-3063562347176325907?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/3063562347176325907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-where-i-must-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3063562347176325907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/3063562347176325907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-where-i-must-be.html' title='Back To Where I Must Be'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436510379866386021.post-5743122774807268766</id><published>2008-12-19T12:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:45:27.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Its All About Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The day our lives drawn together,&lt;br /&gt;Is the day our hearts bond together,&lt;br /&gt;And when two individuals become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Hafiz,&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Raudhah.&lt;br /&gt;Their date is 27th Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy from Pizzahut&lt;br /&gt;From collegue to friends to admirers to Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;Love dont recognise old age or pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;Love can appear infront of you at anytime you least expected.&lt;br /&gt;Love can also break your rules.&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a strong feeling, not even iron can break it.&lt;br /&gt;But Love on the other can be so fragile, you just need words to shatter it to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, Love is a risk most of the people of the right mind is willing to take.&lt;br /&gt;And when you take that risk, dont ever let it go. 'Cuz its not worth it letting it go.&lt;br /&gt;Right dear? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Hafiz wink and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV3F8Xl2WYI/AAAAAAAAACs/9i6zNgotIMA/s1600-h/DSC01545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286599178518419842" style="WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV3F8Xl2WYI/AAAAAAAAACs/9i6zNgotIMA/s320/DSC01545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436510379866386021-5743122774807268766?l=apisdoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/feeds/5743122774807268766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-about-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5743122774807268766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436510379866386021/posts/default/5743122774807268766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apisdoda.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-about-us.html' title='Its All About Us'/><author><name>aPisDoDa since 2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05026113379609874059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SWN-5EbiIuI/AAAAAAAAADM/7XJq8-mu9QA/S220/DSC08632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WthN01kndM/SV3F8Xl2WYI/AAAAAAAAACs/9i6zNgotIMA/s72-c/DSC01545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
