<?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-7205020</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:28:16.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: SHIT HAPPENS ::</title><subtitle type='html'>"......For what is a man, what has he got?.. If not himself, then he has naught... To say the things he truly feels; And not the words of one who kneels.... The record shows I took the blows..... And did it my way!....."

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-112190579638209273</id><published>2005-07-21T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T14:55:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The 10 Most Dangerous Mistakes You Probably Make With Women&lt;br /&gt;Here Are The Top Ten Reasons Why Men Fail With Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..1: Being Too Much Of A Nice Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have you ever noticed that the really attractive women never seem to be attracted "nice" guys? Of course you have. Just like me, I'm sure you've had attractive female friends that always seemed to date "jerks"... but for some reason they were never romantically interested in YOU. What's going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually very simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women don't base their choices of men on how "nice" a guy is. They choose the men they do because they feel a powerful GUT LEVEL ATTRACTION for them. And guess what? Being nice doesn't make a woman FEEL that powerful ATTRACTION. And being NICE doesn't make a woman CHOOSE you. I realize that this doesn't make a lot of logical sense, and it's hard to ACCEPT... but GET OVER IT. Until you accept this FACT and begin to act on it, you'll NEVER have the success with women that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..2: Trying To Convince Her To Like You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do most guys do when they meet a woman that they REALLY like... but she's just notinterested? Right! They try to "convince" the woman to feel differently. Well, I have news for you... YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE HOW A WOMAN "FEELS" WHEN IT COMES TO ATTRACTION! Never, ever, EVER. You cannot CONVINCE a woman to feel differently about you with "logic and reasoning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a woman doesn't "feel it" for you, how in the world do you expect to change that FEELING by being "reasonable" with her? But we all do it. When a woman just isn't interested, we beg, plead, chase, and do our best to change her mind. Bad idea. One that will never work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..3: Looking To Her For Approval Or Permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In our desire to please women (which we mistakenly think will make them like us), us guys are always doing things to get a woman's "approval" or "permission". Another HORRIBLE idea. Women are NEVER attracted to the types of men who kiss up to them... EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong here. You don't have to treat women BADLY for them to like you. But if you think that treating a woman well means "always getting her approval and permission for things", think again. You will never succeed by looking for approval. Women actually get ANNOYED at men who seek their approval. Doubt me? Just ask any attractive woman if Wussy guys who chase her around and want her approval annoy her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..4: Trying To Buy Her Affection With Food And Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How many times have you taken a woman out to a nice dinner, bought her gifts and flowers, and had her REJECT you for someone who didn't treat her even HALF as well as you did? If you're like me, then you've had it happen a LOT. Well guess what? It's only NATURAL when this happens... That's right, I said NATURAL. When you do these things, you send a clear message: "I don't think you'll like me for who I am, so I'm going to try to buy your attention and affection". Your good intentions usually come across to women as over-compensation for insecurity, and weak attempts at manipulation. That's right, I said that women see this as MANIPULATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..5: Sharing How You Feel Too Early In The Relationship With Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another huge and unfortunate mistake that most men make with women is sharing how they "feel" too early on. Attractive women are rare. And they get a LOT of attention from men. Most men don't realize this, but attractive women are being approached in one way or another ALL THE TIME. An attractive woman is often approached several times a DAY by men who are interested. This translate into dozens of times per week, and often HUNDREDS of times per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive women have usually dated a LOT of men. That's right. They have EXPERIENCE. They know what to expect. And one thing that turns an attractive women off and sends her running away faster than just about anything is a guy who starts saying "You know, I really, REALLY like you" after one or two dates. This signals to the woman that you're just like all the other guys who fall for her too fast... and can't control themselves. Don't do it. Lean back. Relax. There's a much better way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..6: Not Getting How Attraction Works For Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Women are VERY different from men when it comes to ATTRACTION. You need to accept this fact, and deal with it. When a man sees a beautiful, young, sexy woman, he INSTANTLY feels a sexual attraction. But does the same apply for women? Do women feel sexual attraction to men based mostly on looks? Or is something else going on? Well, after studying this topic for over five full years now, I can tell you that women usually have their "attraction mechanisms" triggered by things OTHER than looks. Have you ever noticed that you see a lot more average and unattractive men with beautiful women than the other way around? Think about it. Women are more attracted to certain qualities in men... and they're attracted to the way a man makes them FEEL than they are to looks alone. If you know how to use your body language and communication correctly, you can make women feel the same kind of powerful sexual attraction to you that YOU feel when you see a hot, sexy young woman. But it's not an accident. You have to LEARN how to do this. And ANY guy can learn how...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..7: Thinking That It Takes Money And Looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of the most common mistakes that guys make is giving up before they've even gotten started... because they think that attractive women are only interested in men who have looks and money... or guys who are a certain height... or guys who are a certain age. And sure, there are some women who are only interested in these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But MOST women are far more interested in a man's personality than his wallet or his looks. There are personality traits that attract women like a magnet.. And if you learn what they are and how to use them, YOU can be one of these guys. YOU DO NOT have to "settle" for a woman just because you aren't rich, tall, or handsome. Let me say this again: If you know how to use your body language and communication correctly, you can make women feel the same kind of powerful sexual attraction to you that YOU feel when you see a hot, sexy young woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..8: Giving Away All Of Your Power To Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Earlier I mentioned that it's a mistake to look to a woman for approval or permission. Well, another similar tactic that a lot of guys use is GIVING AWAY THEIR POWER to women. Said differently, guys try to get women to like them by doing whatever the woman wants. Another bad idea... Women are NEVER attracted to men that they can walk all over... Women aren't attracted to Wussies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..9: Not Knowing EXACTLY What To Do In Each Type Of Situation With Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm going to blow your mind... A woman ALWAYS knows what you're thinking. Women are approximately TEN TIMES better than men at reading body language. That's ten TIMES. I know, it might be hard to believe. But for example, if you're out on a date with a woman, and you want to kiss her, she knows it. And if you don't know exactly what to do and exactly HOW to kiss her, and you just sit there looking at her and getting nervous, she won't help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this goes for ALL aspects of women and dating... Approaching a woman, getting her number, asking her out, kissing her, getting physical... everything. If you don't know what to do in each situation, you will probably screw it up... and LOSE EVERYTHING. And you KNOW it. It is VITALLY important that you know EXACTLY how to go from one step to the next with a woman... from the first meeting, all the way to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTAKE ..10: Not Getting HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the biggest mistake of all. This is the mistake that keeps most men from EVER having the kind of success with women that they truly want. I know, guys don't like to make themselves look weak or helpless. We don't like to ask for help. Hey, I've been there myself. Let me tell you a little about me and how I figured out how to be successful with women... About five years ago I became fed up with the fact that I didn't know how to approach, meet, and get dates with women that I was attracted to. It frustrated the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I was out with a friend, and I saw a woman I wanted to ask out, but I just couldn't get up the nerve to do it. I can still remember that night... right on the spot I made the decision to do whatever it took to learn how to be successful with women and dating. Well, after a lot of hard work and trying all kinds of crazy things, I finally figured it all out. I can now approach just about any woman and get her number almost instantly. I've dated models, I've dated actresses, and I've dated nice, normal, regular girls as well. It has been a very rewarding experience. I no longer feel that sick, insecure feeling... like I don't know how to meet women... and I might wind up alone. I know that anytime, anywhere, I can go out and meet attractive women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source : origin is unknown (a post from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i have to say that i agree with the author.. there's no denying.. u don't even hv to look very far.. just look at me for an example.. i hv always been the so-called "Mr. Nice Guy”. I got these a lot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mir.. why are u so nice?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mir, u're too nice la" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“mir.. do u alwiz this nice to everyone?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mir, u're so sweet” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“any girl would be lucky to have u"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.. BUT for 22 years, never.. not even one girl hv ever fall in love with me.. being nice will get you a lot of friends.. no doubt on that.. but they won't get attracted to u romantically.. at first it doesn’t sounds too bad.. bak kate orang.. kawan biar beribu, kasih hanya yg satu.. but after being alone for so long.. u will eventually realize that u really need to have someone to love and loved u back.. at this stage u'll realize that u're in a deep trouble.. coz no girl would get attracted to u!.. it's so ironic to see wonderful &amp; amazing girls just wasted their love on some jerks.. i know most of them realize how a big jerk their boyfriends are.. but somehow it's ok.. it's ok to get hurt.. it's an adventure.. it's challenging.. it's fun!.. they don't like to play safe..i know all girls love to have fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how a women's brain works is still an unsolved mystery.. let me give u an example.. if you're a nice guy.. they'll tell u that u're just too nice for them.. if u're a jerk.. they'll say u're an &lt;strong&gt;asshole!&lt;/strong&gt;.. if u asked her for approval or permission.. she'll say that u're a wuss.. if u don't ask for her permission.. she'll say that u don't respect her.. if you give them gifts &amp;amp; such they will think that u are trying to buy her off.. but if u don't.. she'll say that u're very stingy &amp;amp; u don't care bout them.. what's up with all that??.. the problem here is that they alwiz seek for perfection in every single thing until they forget that nobody is perfect!.. it's hard to pleased a women's heart.. they just won't satisfy.. and as men.. we just have to live with that.. after all.. we can't live without them!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff said.. eventhough i agree with the author.. i'm going to stick with my own believe.. i believe that somewhere out there.. there's a girl smart enough to choose a nice guy over a jerk.. &lt;strong&gt;this is who i am..&lt;/strong&gt; i want someone who loves me as i am.. and i'm not going to change just to hit on girls.. &lt;strong&gt;if what it takes to get a girl is being such a jerk.. i would rather be alone for the rest of my life!&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/7205020-112190579638209273?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/112190579638209273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=112190579638209273' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112190579638209273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112190579638209273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/07/art-of-love.html' title='the art of love...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-112177353587269326</id><published>2005-07-19T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:45:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bacalah...</title><content type='html'>di saat kau tiada tempat untuk mengadu.. ingatlah hanya Allah Yg Maha Besar sentiasa mendengar rintihan hati mu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Setiap hari kumohon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agar Kau sentiasa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memberiku ketenangan dalam hati... kekuatan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menempuh segala dugaan yang mencabar ini,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasti punya ertinyaEngkau beriku harapan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menjawab segala persoalan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadapi semua dengan tenang,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dengan merasa kesyukuran,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ku doa Kau selalu mengawasai gerak-geriku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berkatilah ku penuh rahmat dari Mu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Tuhan terangkan hati dalam sanubariku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Tuhan ku berserah segalanya kepadamu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agar jiwaku tenang dengan bimbingan Mu selalu,&lt;br /&gt;Ada kalanya ku merasa hidup ini seperti kaca,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jikalau tidak bersabar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hancur berderailah akhirnya,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tabahkanlah hatikuMelalui semua itu... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh...Kuatkanlah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cekalkanlah diriku.. Amin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-112177353587269326?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/112177353587269326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=112177353587269326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112177353587269326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112177353587269326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/07/bacalah.html' title='bacalah...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-112177022316510819</id><published>2005-07-19T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T18:50:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best time of my life...</title><content type='html'>this trimester is kinda a beginning of a new chapter in my life... i had so many memorable momments.. best of all.. i had all sorts of compliment that i've never received before.. for an instance.. a foreign student said to me that he think that i'm different from other malay guys.. he said that i'm hardworking and i'm smart.. hearing this from an international student really boosts my self confidence.. on another occasion an american girl thinks that i am spiffy.. i'm very flattered for that.. plus recently a girl just revealed her self after she has been observing me since my alpha year.. that was since 2 years ago.. she thinks that i'm a sweet guy &amp; there's something bout me that she finds so charming.. =) i wonder what that is.. but most of all.. the best thing about this trimester is meeting &lt;em&gt;'her'... &lt;/em&gt;someone that i've been waiting for all my life.. eventhough i'm just a fren to her.. to me.. she's the most amazing person i hv ever known.. i hope someday she'll find a place for me in her heart ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope my studies will go as well as my life has been in this new beginning of another chapter of my life... (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: a special thx to everyone who have given me such wonderful compliments.. sometimes by just saying a few words.. it could change everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-112177022316510819?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/112177022316510819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=112177022316510819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112177022316510819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/112177022316510819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/07/best-time-of-my-life.html' title='best time of my life...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-111999543699891129</id><published>2005-06-29T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T06:14:32.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected guest...</title><content type='html'>last nite as i was feeling kinda bored.. i tried to get my high school fren's number.. coz someone told me that he just entered MMU this trimester.. to my surprise.. another fren of mine recently entered MMU as well.. just last week and became his roomate.. with that.. i hv been united with my highschool frens back again.. Pa'an &amp; Hasif.. Pa'an with a diploma in his hand.. after been working for a while decided to persue his degree in MMU.. while Hasif is a graduate from PTPL.. just like &lt;em&gt;Myza&lt;/em&gt;.. i'm glad to have them back in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/safwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="160" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/safwan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another unexpected guest was my lil nephew.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Syed Safwan B. Syed Syazli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. such an adorable baby.. the doctor said that he's due on end of May.. but he was born in this world on 16th May 2005.. i guess he's a lil xcited to see the world.. that's why u came out 2 weeks earlier... now he's about 1 &amp;amp; half month old.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he a cutie? aww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;note to self : u're an uncle now. behave!&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/7205020-111999543699891129?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/111999543699891129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=111999543699891129' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111999543699891129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111999543699891129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/06/unexpected-guest.html' title='unexpected guest...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-111973655582021805</id><published>2005-06-26T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T06:22:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh Pretty Woman&lt;br /&gt;by Roy Orbison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman, walkin' down the street,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman the kind I like to meet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman I don't believe you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're not the truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one could look as good as you...mercy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman won't you pardon me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman I couldn't help but see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman that you look lovely as can be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you lonely just like me... [grrowwlll!!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman stop awhile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman talk awhile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman give your smile to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman look my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman say you'll stay with me-ee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz I need you, I'll treat you right,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come with me baby, be mine toni-i-ght&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman don't walk on by,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman don't make me cry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty woman don't walk away, hey...... OK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If that's the way it must be..... ok, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess I'll go on home, it's late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There'll be tomorrow night.. but wait,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do I see? Is she walkin' back to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, she's walkin' back to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, oh, pretty woman....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- as i was browsing my music collection i stumbled upon this lovely song..&lt;/span&gt; powerpup.. saye dedicate lagu nie tuk awk.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;dunno why this song reminds me of u.. huhu -&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/7205020-111973655582021805?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/111973655582021805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=111973655582021805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111973655582021805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111973655582021805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/06/pretty-woman.html' title='pretty woman...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-111973607233378094</id><published>2005-06-26T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T09:55:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitchiker's guide to the galaxy...</title><content type='html'>today i spent my day helping with those stuff that needed to be done at home.. like throwing out the garbage.. repair the kitchen light that kept on blinking.. wash the car.. just to name a few.. it has been my duty to do all this stuff as i'm the &lt;em&gt;"biggest"&lt;/em&gt; guy in the family.. i'm kinda like the &lt;em&gt;"handyman"&lt;/em&gt; of the house.. hehe.. usually when i go home on w'ends.. there will be tonnes of work waiting for me to be done.. it's just the stuff that i have to carry out coz that's the only way for me to show my respect to my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, i went to watched the &lt;em&gt;"hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy".. &lt;/em&gt;i think it's a good movie.. it's different from any movie i have ever seen.. it's totally a science fiction kinda movie but somehow it makes u think about how u look at the world... depends on how u wanna look at it.. but in this movie.. it makes u think on a larger scale.. &lt;em&gt;what if &lt;/em&gt;humans are not the most intelligent creature in the universe but we are actually the third.. behind mice &amp; dophins.... and there are much more things happening in this universe.. if every human being can look in this perspective, i think we'll be a lot less selfish &amp;amp; arrogant... earth wud be a nicer place to live in... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual.. the evening is the bonding time for my family.. me.. my elder &amp; younger brothers &amp;amp; my dad wud play pingpong/table tennnis together.. it's a good way to strengthen the relationships among our family.. plus it's a good work out as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night.. my mom cooked nasi ayam for me (thx mum!).. it was delicious~... after that lovely dinner... i went straight to my new home.. the hostel.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-111973607233378094?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/111973607233378094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=111973607233378094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111973607233378094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111973607233378094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/06/hitchikers-guide-to-galaxy.html' title='hitchiker&apos;s guide to the galaxy...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-111947168842124109</id><published>2005-06-23T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T06:17:30.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.05am...</title><content type='html'>i fell asleep at 11.30 pm.. i suddenly woke up at 3.00 am in the morning feeling so lonely.. it's been quite a while since i got this melancholy feeling.. i hv been keeping myself busy to avoid this feeling.. but i can't stop this feeling from haunting back my life.. the feeling of loneliness &amp; emptyness.. feeling lonely is the worst feeling in the world.. esp when u feel like there's noone in this world that cud lend u a shoulder to cry on.. but this is where most of us make the biggest mistake.. we fail to open our eyes and see all the people that cares bout us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not alone.. we just choose to be alone.. we have frens &amp;amp; family.. the only thing to do is to find someone u can talk to.. someone u can share your feelings with.. someone who listens.. it doesn't have to be a bf/gf.. any frens.. families.. or even strangers... as long as u are willing to share your feelings with someone.. u'll never feel lonely.. and as for me.. i like to channel those feeling by making other ppl around me happy.. i love making surprises.. coz i know.. when i make ppl happy.. i'll be happier.. i also like to write bout my feelings.. blogging is the way for me to share my feelings with the world.. eventhough sometimes i wonder if there even anyone who are wasting their time reading my rumblings..but it's ok.. coz what i really need is to express myself.. and i'll feel much better after doing this.. it feels like i just lift a heavy burden on my shoulder.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my father's birthday &amp; nirwana's bday.. so i want to make &lt;em&gt;a special dedication &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to my super dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who has been such an inspiration &amp;amp; a great example.. eventhough i rarely show u how much i love u.. u are the one that hv been raising me since the day i was born.. u provided me with all the comforts &amp; luxuries that u cud only dream to hv while u were much much younger growing up.. and for that i can't thank u enuff.. i'm so grateful and there's noone else in this world i would rather have as my father.. &lt;strong&gt;i love u dad..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to nirwana&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt; i wish u a wonderful birthday.. i'm sorry i can't be there for u like i used to.. i know how hard for u to go on with your life carrying all the problems u had.. i wish i cud wipe your tears away.. i'll alwiz pray for u and your family to be healthy &amp;amp; happy.. and i wanna thank u for being part of my life and u will alwiz be someone special deep inside my heart..&lt;strong&gt; happy birthday nir :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to my new special fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. i'm sorry for what u're going through.. i wish i cud bring back smiles into your life.. i know how much u tried to smile &amp; pretended to be happy.. still i can sense your broken smile.. underneath the guise of your smile.. i know u feel like u're losing your mind... it's true that life must go on.. but u should also remember.. u can choose to go on in your life being happy or sad.. it's your decision.. if u wanna be happy.. put behind those sad memories and move on.. otherwise.. u'll be haunting yourself with that sad feelings for the rest of your life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird how much i care for u eventhough we just met.. but since u came into my life.. i hv been happier &amp;amp; i laugh more often.. and because of that.. i want to heal your sorrow.. i'll try everything within my power to bring back those lovely smiles back into your heart.. so that one day.. u can smile as big as u want without having to fake it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;p/s : have a wonderful day on your convo =)&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/7205020-111947168842124109?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/111947168842124109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=111947168842124109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111947168842124109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/111947168842124109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/06/305am.html' title='3.05am...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-111943068686762334</id><published>2005-06-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T04:26:38.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay.. i'm BACK!...</title><content type='html'>after a long retirement, i decided to continue blogging in this site again.. it's more customizable than the modblog.. long story short.. i'm back in MMU.. 1st trimester.. met a few intresting ppl.. esp this one particular person.. (sape agaknye yer?) anyway.. tomorrow's my dad's &amp;amp; nir's bday.. still hvnt figure out what to give.. hmm.. this trimester requires a lot of presentation... ahh.. i hate presentation.. i'm not good at talking in front of ppl.. read the news paper recently regarding PTPTN.. it has been said that they are going to stop funding student in IPTS.. well. if that happens.. i might have to quit MMU and start my own business... it's risky to go start a business without a proper qualification.. but at the same time.. a degree doesn't promise u a great future nowdays.. for now.. i'll just follow what the fate decides for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-111943068686762334?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/111943068686762334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>i believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Samishikute kotobamo denai,&lt;br /&gt;konna yoru wa kimi no egao dakishime nemuro,&lt;br /&gt;humm futari nara doshaburi no ame,&lt;br /&gt;kogoeru asate o tsunaide kitto arukeru sobade,&lt;br /&gt;I believe kie kaketa anohinoyume itsu,&lt;br /&gt;demote o kazashi mamoruwasure nai,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling small,&lt;br /&gt;When it's cold outside,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I should believe,&lt;br /&gt;And when I needed someone special just by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Who was there?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling old,&lt;br /&gt;When it's rain outside,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who is holding me,&lt;br /&gt;And when I need a little kind and tender moment,&lt;br /&gt;Who's with me?&lt;br /&gt;I believe someday I will love someone who's by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Oh someday My special one will come alone,&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray everyday. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yuko Yamaguchi -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song and i love the lyric... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110685475367205721?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110685475367205721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110685475367205721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110685475367205721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110685475367205721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-believe.html' title='i believe...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110683145359468767</id><published>2005-01-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:10:53.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Keramat...</title><content type='html'>today is a very special day for me.. at last.. after months of waiting.. i finally receive the only card raya i have this year which is also the only one that really matters to me.. thx alyn.. although it's kinda late and several festival already pass..  i still appreciate it a lot...  proud of u.. love ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of thing i wanna write.. but still couldnt find the rite mood n time to write it all out.. anyway.. to sum it all.. all that i can say is life have been great for me :) alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110683145359468767?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110683145359468767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110683145359468767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110683145359468767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110683145359468767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/hari-keramat.html' title='Hari Keramat...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110655698519396669</id><published>2005-01-24T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T16:56:25.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plis plis plis...</title><content type='html'>plis plis plis plis plis plis plis plis plis... harap harap kali nie alyn.. yah..liy.. and everyone else like my new blog..  T.T i kept getting complain bout my blog.. too girly lah.. too violent lah.. too blue la.. too cute lah.. uwaa... why can't u guys just be happy for me.. sob sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110655698519396669?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110655698519396669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110655698519396669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110655698519396669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110655698519396669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/plis-plis-plis.html' title='plis plis plis...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110594622574778098</id><published>2005-01-17T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T15:25:53.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay bomb?...</title><content type='html'>WASHINGTON 16 Jan. - Ahli-ahli saintis Amerika Syarikat (AS) merancang mencipta sejenis bom yang akan mendorong tentera musuh menjadi gay dan mengadakan hubungan seks sejenis hingga mengabaikan tugas-tugas ketenteraan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut satu dokumen yang sebelum ini dirahsiakan, pakar-pakar tersebut mencipta bom kimia yang luar biasa itu sebagai satu alternatif kepada senjata nuklear. Kumpulan pakar di Makmal Wrigh Tentera Udara AS di Dayton, Ohio, merancang menggunakan sejenis hormon dipanggil pheromones, yang boleh membuat manusia tertarik hati sesama sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Bom itu boleh mencetuskan tingkah laku homoseksual di kalangan askar-askar musuh yang bukan sahaja meninggalkan kesan yang menjijikkan tetapi juga boleh menjejaskan moral,'' jelas laporan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam akhbar The Sun Online hari ini menyatakan makmal tersebut sedang berusaha mendapatkan bantuan Pentagon bagi membiayai penyelidikan ke atas bahan-bahan kimia yang bukan sahaja boleh mengganggu fikiran dan menimbulkan perasaan sakit hati tetapi juga membantu mengenal pasti musuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadangan-cadangan lain yang turut dipertimbangkan ialah mencipta sejenis bom yang boleh membuatkan pernafasan berbau busuk hingga memudahkan kerja-kerja mengenal pasti askar-askar musuh di kalangan orang-orang awam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu lagi cadangan ialah Bom Drakula, yang berupaya menjadikan kulit askar-askar musuh terlalu sensitif kepada cahaya matahari hingga menyebabkan mereka tidak dapat bertempur pada siang hari.Turut dirancangkan ialah sejenis bom yang boleh menyebabkan penyengat dan binatang perosak tertarik kepada pangkalan musuh. Bagaimanapun, tidaklah diketahui sama ada rancangan penyelidikan itu yang menelan perbelanjaan AS$5 juta (RM19 juta) sudah selesai dijalankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahli sains neuro Universiti Cambridge, Barry Keverne berkata, ``dari segi teori, bom yang membuat manusia sensitif kepada cahaya dan menjadi tarikan kepada serangga-serangga memang boleh dilakukan.'' - Agensi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[source - www.utusan.com.my 17/01/2005 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.. this is in the news today.. u can double check if it's too hard to believe.. gosh.. what were they thinking?.. i'm with Greenday 110%... american idiot is a good song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110594622574778098?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110591050633393705</id><published>2005-01-17T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T05:21:46.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just kill me pls...</title><content type='html'>aaaa... it's 4 am in the morning.. i woke up coz i got this very pain feeling in my stomach..#  i dunno what i ate that cause this... i hate diarrhoea.. and i think this a severe one.. it feels like there's a tsunami in my tummy.. aaahh... and my hsemate is not # helping to ease my pain either... # i dunno what got into them tonite.. they kept playing those old classic rock band tracks.. # u know what i'm talking about.. # (newboys, exist, spin, scoin etc etc) huwaaa... i want my mommy.. she can me me feel better in an instant!... #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# indicating how many times i stop and went to the toilet!.. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110591050633393705?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110591050633393705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110591050633393705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110591050633393705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110591050633393705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-kill-me-pls.html' title='just kill me pls...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110587868202160395</id><published>2005-01-16T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T20:31:22.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tech owh tech...</title><content type='html'>did u know that within every 6 months the technology we use is consider as outdated?.. in other words.. the phones, pdas, graphic cards and etc etc. that u buy today will be outdated in the next 6 months.. which means those high tech gadget life span is only last for half year.. that show us how fast is the technology advancement that we have achieve today... every single day there are new piece of techology being develop... last week i just trade-in my nokia for a piece of bluetooth headset so that i can pair it with my xdaII... my phone (xda) which was the most high tech gadget just a few months ago.. now is just an ordinary phone.. &gt;.&lt;  ...well i guess.. perhaps that in the year 2020.. we just might have flying cars like in the Jetson..  who knows.. i really hope i'll live to see the year 2020.. it's gonna be sooo full of unimaginable tech.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110587868202160395?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110587868202160395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110587868202160395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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streetmall&lt;br /&gt;5) donate blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. at least that is the plan.. but when i arrive to the streetmall just now.. there's nothing there.. later then i found out that yesterday was the last day.. arghhh.. i hv been planning to donate my blood since last week..  :( well.. hope there's another opportunity next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110586631680524745?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110586631680524745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110586631680524745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110586631680524745'/><link rel='self' 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appliances stop functioning.. i was surfing the internet at that time.. what first i tot was just a small disturbance that only involve my appartment.. turn out to be a major blackout from putrajaya to most area of selangor, kl, melaka n johor... about 15 mins after the blackout.. i went out coz i can't stand to stay in cyber without any working fan.. it was so damn hot!... so i took a shower and headed to my home in sungai penchala.. to my surprise.. all the way from cyber to ttdi... none of the traffic lights are working... the was conjestion everywhere....  what surprises me more.. my home was not affected at all.. eventhough it's just 2 mins away from ttdi.. anyway.. from my observation that day.. i realize sumthing.. that we, humans.. are becoming more and more dependent on technology.. i seriously doubt we can survive if suddenly every piece of technology devices stop working... we won't be able to live without electricity.. at least for us modern citizen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm so grateful that all my fishes are still alive n dandy!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110576635641846657?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110576635641846657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110576635641846657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110576635641846657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110576635641846657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/someone-turn-on-light-pls.html' title='someone turn on the light pls..'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110558674742622134</id><published>2005-01-13T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T11:25:47.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolutions..</title><content type='html'>ok.. it's the 13th of Jan already... but i think it's still not too late to talk about my new year resolutions.. well.. these are the things that i would like to accomplish before the end of this year :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) quit smoking (started at 1st Jan.. so far so good)&lt;br /&gt;2) cut down some weight&lt;br /&gt;3) make my life more organize&lt;br /&gt;4) make some side income&lt;br /&gt;5) kumpul pahala bnyk bnyk (it's almost the end of the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110558674742622134?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110558674742622134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110558674742622134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110558674742622134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110558674742622134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='new year resolutions..'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110548502525574054</id><published>2005-01-12T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T07:10:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the intelligent city...</title><content type='html'>cyberjaya.. it's a city where man, nature and technology live together in harmony... featuring a unique blend of lush tropical eco-friendly enviroment with the latest technology in IT infrastructure and facilities... launch on 8th July 1999 it covers over 7000 acres at located just 5 mins away from putrajaya.. our new national administration capital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds cool?.. well.. i've stayed here for almost 2 years now.. and u know what i see?... nuthing much.. the growth here has been very slow moving.. for example.. the 'cyberpark' which is very near to my appartment have been unattended for quite some time now.. the nearest petrol station is about 10-15 mins from cyberjaya.. so much for an "intelligent" city.. and the worst of all.. the operating hours.. damn.. business here are so slow that they start operating at 10am and close at 8pm.... sumtimes i have to wait until 10 o'clock just to buy a newspaper.. demmit.. i want my news at 8am in the morning!.. one time.. i went to a clinic at the streetmall.. the staff told me the doc will be there in the afternoon.. i was like.. WTH?... in other cases.. like i wanted to cut my hair.. the hairstylist ask me to come back 2 hours later.. it's usual for universities student to hv dinner late at night.. usually after study.. coz some of the classes finish at 10pm..  but if u do it here.. u might starve to death.. coz most of the restaurant closed at 8pm!.. gosh.. i really hope cyberjaya will improve this year.. with a new petrol station currently being built.. i hope it will give a lil boost for this city to become a lil more intelligent as it should have been.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110548502525574054?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110548502525574054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110548502525574054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110548502525574054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110548502525574054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/intelligent-city.html' title='the intelligent city...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110547126277926821</id><published>2005-01-12T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:21:02.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snoopie..</title><content type='html'>i found a new hobby recently..  "fish".. it's all started when i visited ayuzz's open house last raya.. ever since i've been intrested to keep a fish..  particularly a fish called "polypeterus".. it's a fish that looks like an eel.. in fact.. it's also known as dinosour eel.. due to it's hard scales n it's primitive looks... it is called polypterus coz of its multiple fins.. poly=multiple + terus=fins.. thus come the name polypterus.. or "bichir" is a more common name for this fish.. and in jalan pasar.. 'the apek jual ikan' call them "ikan naga"..anyhoo.. no matter how disgusting it may sound.. i find this fish cute n intresting.. and so..  i bought one of them that later on i gave it a name.. "snoopie"... it's a polypterus that from the ornatipinnis species.. it's dark brown colour with yellow design along it's body... currently he's only about 6 inches.. but it can grow up to 60 " !!!.. it's amazing how big it gets..  nuff bout my new hobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil thing bout myself... just wanna tell u guys that now i'm proud to be one of the malaysians that can say "TAK NAK" out loud.. coz officially starting 1st Jan 2005.. i've quit smoking!.. damn i feel sooo damn free!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110547126277926821?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110547126277926821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110547126277926821' title='0 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/&gt;what would happen if i were to die tonite as i lie here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would my friends know i cared?&lt;br /&gt;Would they kow that i loved them with all my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Would they know that those nites we sat in the dark just talking...&lt;br /&gt;Have meant so much to me?&lt;br /&gt;Do they know all those time we laughed until we cried...&lt;br /&gt;Were some of the best moments of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Do they really know that i hold a special place for them in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;That i smile whenever i see their picture hanging on my mirror?&lt;br /&gt;Do they really know?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer DO i have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess tonite is just a good a time as any... .&lt;br /&gt;Because you never know... ..&lt;br /&gt;This MAY be the last time i will ever talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Because we all do not know what tomorrow holds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... .&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow, i should never wake up... .&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry for what i have done... .&lt;br /&gt;And what i havent done.&lt;br /&gt;I could have done more I should have done more&lt;br /&gt;If i harmed u,&lt;br /&gt;Yelled at u,&lt;br /&gt;Ignored u,&lt;br /&gt;Or didnt care... ..&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow I should never wake up I wanted to say thank u.&lt;br /&gt;If me and u were the best of friends,&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for always being here.&lt;br /&gt;There were times when i thought i could never leave u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we HAVE parted... .&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for teaching me to love and let go.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for teaching me that it doesnt matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we never see each other.&lt;br /&gt;Because u thought me love can move past that.&lt;br /&gt;And if we are still best friends...&lt;br /&gt;Know i treasure that too.&lt;br /&gt;I love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If me and u only talked once in a while&lt;br /&gt;And didnt go to the same parties&lt;br /&gt;And were not good friends,&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for not humbling me&lt;br /&gt;Or tearing me down.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish i had taken the chance to love u more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u were someone i once had a crush on...&lt;br /&gt;I always did admire how u treated people... .&lt;br /&gt;How u lived ur life.&lt;br /&gt;I watched the way u walked down the halls everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I admired how u always seemed to know the RIGHT thing to say,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was never directed to me.&lt;br /&gt;I always saw the sun in ur smile.&lt;br /&gt;And the sea through ur eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for making me believe... .&lt;br /&gt;That there MIGHT be someone PERFECT for me...&lt;br /&gt;Even if it isnt u&lt;br /&gt;Know that i even thought i loved u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u and i were once friends... ..&lt;br /&gt;Even if for a little bit... ..&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for teaching me about understanding,&lt;br /&gt;And growing up,&lt;br /&gt;Teaching me how to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for the times we had together...&lt;br /&gt;And i beg u forgive me for whatever happened&lt;br /&gt;That tore us apart.&lt;br /&gt;U are not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Im not either.&lt;br /&gt;But thank u for having a part in my life.&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I should never wake up,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say everything i never had time to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care mir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whom it may concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i didn't show u how much i love u anymore.. but know this..&lt;br /&gt;i alwiz keep u very close to my heart.. and i will alwiz care bout u..&lt;br /&gt;u dun hv to ask for my forgiveness coz i never hold anything against u..&lt;br /&gt;u will alwiz be my first love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110536045644173022?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110536045644173022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110536045644173022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110536045644173022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110536045644173022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-if-i-die-tonight.html' title='what if i die tonight?...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110460541589527753</id><published>2005-01-02T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T02:55:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2005!!!</title><content type='html'>it's been a long time since my last post.. anyway.. i just wanna wish happy birthday to Nurakmal &amp; Shazlina which just had their birthday at the end of last month n last year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month.. is going to be Fara &amp;amp; Anis &amp; Siti's birthday.. hmm.. Happy Bday in advance girls ;) love u all! ... last year have been such a crazy year for me.. and it's a fun year too.. put all the sadness aside.. i think overall.. it was the best year of my life... coz it's the year that i met my baby liy!! love her so damn much!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quiting ciggy this year.. wish my luck guys!.. i really neeed it!.. i need support.. i hope this year is going to be a healthier year for me.. a lil note to alynn.. *where's my raya card?* hmpph.. anyhoo.. hope's this year u will only shed those happy tears.. i want u to be happy this year kay?.. smile for a change kay.. it's a new year.. leave what's bad in 2004 in 2004... dun look back.. :) to nirwana.. hope u r happy with your life... i'm still praying for your family :) i will never forget bout u.. thx for time u've spent for me.. and last but not least.. to liy.. hope this year will be a great one for both of us... i have no idea what the future hold for us.. but i promise u.. i'll hold yer hand and get thru this year together with u.. ups n downs... ;) love you &amp;amp; believe me it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110460541589527753?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110460541589527753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110460541589527753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110460541589527753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110460541589527753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome-2005.html' title='welcome 2005!!!'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110146231756313053</id><published>2004-11-26T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T17:45:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>today is Pak Lah birthday and Nadiah bte Harith b'day!.. hope it's going to be a great day to both of them.. may Allah bless them both.. to pak lah.. thx for everything that u hv done to our country... to nadia.. thx for making my life so cheerful &amp; happy!... hope u'll do great tomorrow in your xm.. then u can join me "berpoya poya" all nite long~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's holiday... yeah.. for me at least... but i still hv no idea what to do.. got any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110146231756313053?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110146231756313053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110146231756313053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110146231756313053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110146231756313053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110122261802947936</id><published>2004-11-23T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T23:14:56.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advice from dr. syazmir...</title><content type='html'>men agree that one of the most attractive qualities in a woman is when she's self-assured...likes herself...is comfortable with who she is.. .likes how she looks and most importantly.. she's happy... it's impossible to be all those things when u're shy or insecure... insecurity means u r worrying about how other ppl see YOU..how they feel bout YOU.. and how they judge YOU... so.. if u want to overcome your feeling of insecurity.. the first thing u should do is to learn how to make yourself happy without the need of other people's help.. learn how to love yourself.. spend some time on yourself to be pampered and do the things that would make u feel beautiful and wonderful... go to the saloon.. go to the health spa.. do things that u wouldnt normally do.. and prove that u can be a fun person without changing who u are..without being someone else that u're not..take some time to reach deep inside your innerself.. sometimes it can be surprising that a lot of us know more about other ppl than knowing ourselves..it's even surprising that some friends know us better than we know about ourselves...how can we learn to love ourselves if we don't even know bout ourselves well.. when u feel happy and comfortable of who u really are.. automatically u will feel more secure about yourself... thus, making u more attractive and invulnerable from other ppl's perception.. :) to whom it may concern... trust me.. if u can overcome your insecurity &amp;amp; inferiority.. u will be a lot more happy and u can be happy with anyone u want.. eventhough u dun hv to hear this from someone else.. trust me.. if u see what i see in u thru my eyes.. u'll know how special u really are.. i have the gift to see the beauty in ppl eventhough themselves can't see it.. and u are one of the most beautiful person i have ever encountered in my life.. love yourself and ppl will love u more.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110122261802947936?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110122261802947936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110122261802947936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110122261802947936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110122261802947936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/advice-from-dr-syazmir.html' title='advice from dr. syazmir...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110114691832240592</id><published>2004-11-23T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T02:43:05.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sirap anyone?...</title><content type='html'>yeay!!.. alynn ckp dier nak kasi gak kad raya.. by hand plak tue!.. woohooo.. it wasn't such a bad raya after all!.. mwahhh.. cayang ko alynn!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from Hassan.. while i was there.. i watched the television and there was a basketball match.. i'm not in to basketball so i dun really know who's playing.. anyhoo.. what caught my attention was this one chinese guy playing in NBA.. it's a very rare sight.. an asian playing with blacks n whites.. and the best thing is.. he's the tallest guy on that court.. he's like a giant!.. he dun even have to jump if he wanted to touch the ring. totally awesome!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this might sounds a lil bit weird.. but i just had the best "sirap ais" i've ever tasted in my entire life!..  i know it sounds a lil bit too excessive... but seriously it was superb!!!.. woohooo.. what did the mamak put in that syrup?!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110106789726886601</id><published>2004-11-22T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T04:11:37.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love song for no one...</title><content type='html'>Staying home alone on a Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Flat on the floor looking back,&lt;br /&gt;At an old love,&lt;br /&gt;Or lack thereof,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the crushes have faded,&lt;br /&gt;And all my wishful thinking was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I'm jaded,&lt;br /&gt;And i hate it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being alone,&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching all my days just to find you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who I'm looking for,&lt;br /&gt;I'll know it, when I see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then,&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide in my bedroom,&lt;br /&gt;Staying up all night just to write,&lt;br /&gt;A love song for no one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have met you in a store,&lt;br /&gt;I could have passed you on the sidewalk,&lt;br /&gt;Could I have missed my chance,&lt;br /&gt;And watched you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and get here,&lt;br /&gt;So we can start our life together,&lt;br /&gt;I'll treat you good,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll make me feel nice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and get here,&lt;br /&gt;So i can love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my princess,&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be your prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110106789726886601?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110106789726886601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>out of words...</title><content type='html'>so many things to say.. too many stories to tell.. yet i can't spit it out.. anyhoo.. good luck to all of u who's taking xm next week!.. finals or spm.. we all fighting the same war here.. may God be with us. amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110103450296848101?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110103450296848101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110103450296848101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110103450296848101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110103450296848101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/out-of-words.html' title='out of words...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110070912432714323</id><published>2004-11-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T00:37:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya...</title><content type='html'>first of all, i want to wish all of you a very happy happy hari raya aidilfitri no matter where u are... this year i only sent around 20 raya cards coz i've lost all of my contacts.. my phone broke the other day.. so to those who didnt receive any card from me.. i'm sorry.. but note this; i still remember each and everyone of u during this raya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my raya celebration this year was kinda boring.. nothing special about it.. i'm facing the final xm in a couple of days so i can't really enjoy raya this year.. futhermore, my "duit raya" collection seems to getting less and less each year.. ironically, the more i need to have money the less i get.. :( this year i didnt get any raya card.. usually every year i'll receive at least one raya card from Alynn.. but this year she forgot about me.. T_T.. sampai ati ko lynn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make it worst.. on the 1st raya, while my bro "sembahyang raya".. his bagpack that full of stuff got stolen from his car.. he lost his Sony Cybershot, Sony Clie, Sony Mobile Phone, Card Credit and a bunch of other stuff.. total lost was about 3-4k.. even "duit raya" for the childrens got stolen.. i never seen him so sad during raya before.. sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only intresting thing i did this raya was to go to the Negeri Sembilan MB's Open House...eventhough we didnt get any "duit raya" but the food are well served.. went to a couple of houses that are mostly my cousin's.. then headed home.. i didnt even eat lemang this year!.. i chat a while ago with amal who's studying in Indiana, US. She told me that even she had lemang there!.. she made it by herself using microwave.. hehe.. sounds intresting aye?.. it's a secret receipe passed down from her mom.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. nuff bout hari raya.. just don't forget to invite me to your open house kay?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweetheart got hurt on her leg today while playing ice skating.. T_T poor my lil baby.. hope u'll feel much better tomorrow!.. love ya honey! mwahhhhh! mwahhh! mwahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110070912432714323?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110070912432714323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110070912432714323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110070912432714323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110070912432714323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/hari-raya.html' title='hari raya...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-110011718513602004</id><published>2004-11-11T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T04:06:25.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chubby rain...</title><content type='html'>baby..&lt;br /&gt;u have been there with me..&lt;br /&gt;whether it's raining or sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;u stayed with me..&lt;br /&gt;although sometimes i took u for granted..&lt;br /&gt;u still being faithful to me..&lt;br /&gt;believe me baby..&lt;br /&gt;when i say that u mean the world to me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost without u..&lt;br /&gt;u showed me the beauty of the world..&lt;br /&gt;u took me to the places that i can only dream of..&lt;br /&gt;and because of that..i&lt;br /&gt; will love u.. always and forever..&lt;br /&gt;i love my scoot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sungei wang this afternoon..i went there to pick up baby sis's phone.. her phone LCD had to be replaced because she accidentally wet her phone last month.. that cost me RM 130.. T_T .. then i went to low yatt plaza to claim my hdd warranty.. i also bought a new hdd external case called "Hardbox" by Sarotech..  and not forgetting a new mouse pad.. X-pad by CoolerMaster.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way home.. i had the rainiest day of my life.. i'm speaking both figuratively &amp; literally.. 1st.. i was hit by this fat chubby rain that feels like a water ballon dropped from the sky.. i was at the point that there are no points anymore for stopping under a shelter that usually provided at the side of the road because i was really soaked.. and of course i was very cold too.. i was shivering all the way from KL to Cyberjaya.. fortunately for me went i reached Cyberjaya.. it hasn't start raining yet.. so, the last few minutes ride kinda rinse my cloth of a bit.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home.. then i realized that something bad has happened.. 1st.. my mp3 player stop functioning.. due to the rain that went inside the circuit board inside the player.. immediately i checked my Xda II..  i noticed that it has been vibrating non-stop.. something really bad must have happened.. i try to switched on my phone.. the screen doesn't working properly.. there are some disturbance on the LCD... i quickly switch it off.. then  i tried to lock my scoot with the alarm system.. the remote control wasn't working also because it was so wet... i freaked out.. coz the bike will not shut its engine without the remote control.. fortunately for me i had a spare controller.. so i went up to my appartment and get change.. then i went back to my scoot to shut it off with the backup controller..  fuhh.. it was such a relieve.. after i got back to my appartment.. i tried to switched back my phone.. the software was all mess up..  the sound was not working.. i tried to make a phone call.. it works.. but i can't hear anything from the person at the end of the line.. and vice versa.. T_T .. i really don't know what to do at that time other than pray to God to make things rite again..  and so.. i take off all the batteries from my gadgets and try to rinse them.. i put them in front of my desk fan till it dry off..  i kept on praying till it was around midnight then i tried to put them back together.. miraculously, everything turns back to normal except my phone had a hard reset coz i took off the battery more than a minute which make it lost all the data.. all my pics.. contacts &amp; calendar are gone with the wind.. to make things worst.. my precious sms-es that i kept for so long from my dearest frens are also gone.. T_T.. put that aside.. i'm so grateful that all my gadgets are working like normal again.. Alhamdulillah..  Nadia told me last night might be "malam qialmulail"  ...maybe it is.. coz i got just what i prayed for.. i just felt so stupid that i didn't prayed for something more important like good results for the final xm or for good health &amp; for forgiveness for all the sins that i have commit all my life.. huaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i think i wrote a lil bit too long this time.. i'll continue later.. noone will read this blog anyway.. hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-110011718513602004?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/110011718513602004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=110011718513602004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110011718513602004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/110011718513602004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/chubby-rain.html' title='chubby rain...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109974823031556081</id><published>2004-11-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T21:37:10.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me cry...</title><content type='html'>huaaaa.. i really really wanna cry!.. i just washed my scooter this afternoon.. then i went to pyramid to watch "Ladder 49".. the lovely day that i thought would last at least until tomorrow turns out to be a very short one.. when i reached Puchong, on my way to the cinema.. suddenly the cloud turn to black and rain.. as the result.. my shining scoot that look like just left the show room turn into a dirt bike that just finnish from a muddy race.. huaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a stressful ride to pyramid.. i went shopping to cheer myself up.. i bought a new wallet from Bodyglove &amp; a t-shirt from Renoma.. while i was shopping.. i entered this one sports store to check out their shoes collection.. i saw most of it are Adidas brand.. so i asked the salesperson.. "Where are the Nike's section?".. then the guy just looked at me and said "We don't sell Nike's".. with this weird kinda of face.. then i turned around and i realized.. i'm in an Adidas Store!.. no wonder there are no other brands in it!.. my face turn red and i just walk out of there as fast as i can.. yes syed syazmir..  u've done it again.. making fool out of yourself.. syabas inspector sahab!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly 5.15pm, i went into the cinema and watch "Ladder 49".. i like the story.. but i think i'm too soft to watch this kinda movie.. i'm not sure why.. but i am sooo easily touched.. my tears pouring down just like the firefighter's water host.. i'm so touched by the courage showed in the movie.. how a stranger willing to sacrifice their own life to save other strangers.. how their wifes &amp; childrens at home waiting for their return wondering whether their husbands &amp;amp; father will ever come home or not..it's so touching.. and i can't help myself crying in the cinema.. huaaa.. just let me cry.. i don't care anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie finished at 7.10pm.. it's already time for "break-fast".. and can't decide where to eat.. so i just wandered along the lower ground floor in Pyramid till i saw Dave's Deli.. owh how i missed their homemade mushroom soup and their super-dooper-scrumptious lasagna &amp; pasta combo.. unfortunately, it's time for "break-fast" for the muslims &amp;amp; time for dinner for the chinese.. the shop was 'full-house'.. huaa.. i wanna cry again.. finally i decided to just dine in Delifrance.. it has been quite a while since i tasted their 1st class croissant sandwich.. while i was concentrating &amp; enjoying my meal suddenly my phone rang.. it was yah again.. and finally we met face to face in real life.. :) nice to meet u finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that wonderful meal.. i headed home.. and as soon as i got off the bike.. i checked out my scooter with my eyes full with tears.. it looked like i never wash the scooter for one whole year..  huaaa.. just let me cry!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109974823031556081?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109974823031556081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109974823031556081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109974823031556081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109974823031556081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/let-me-cry.html' title='let me cry...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109972233825838188</id><published>2004-11-06T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T14:33:02.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey look..it's saturday!...</title><content type='html'>it's raining heavily last nite.. for the 4th times i've missed my FNF... it's a gathering for my club.. the MalaysianBikers.Com (MBC).. we gather every friday night in Bangsar.. hence it's called Friday Night Fever (FNF) .. we would meet new friends.. talk and exchange infomations regarding our common interest..which is "bikes" of course.. and of coz we had dinner as well.. anyway.. it's a good way to spend the friday night instead of going to the clubs or getting high all night long like a scumbag.. unfortunately, i missed it again last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately it's been raining almost everyday.. which always kill my desire &amp;amp; spirit to wash my scooter.. but when i woke up today.. i look out the windows and i was amazed.. it's such a lovely day.. and so i went to wash my bike.. after i rinse my bike.. there was a car passing me by.. and my eyes caught a lovely sight.. a glimpse of a face that somehow soothes me..comforting.. then.. my phone ring.. it was yah.. she asked whether i'm the person she saw just now washing the scooter.. and so.. i realized it was her that i saw just a moment ago.. that was our first real life contact after i knew her since last year.. huhu.. tak sangka ko comel bangat ya nadia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh.. it's almost 2.30.. i'm going to watch a movie.. not sure what movie.. ladder 49 most probabbly.. where should i go.. Pyramid or One Utama?.. hmm.. i think i'll decide after answering my nature's call.. hehe.. mmmmmmmmmmmm.. i really got to go now..ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109972233825838188?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109972233825838188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109972233825838188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109972233825838188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109972233825838188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-lookits-saturday.html' title='hey look..it&apos;s saturday!...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109961696338981864</id><published>2004-11-05T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:40:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondering where u cud have been,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all my life i've been searching,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but u are still nowhere to be seen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps one day u will stop running,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still waiting for u patiently,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to love u with all my heart &amp;amp; sincerity,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i pray in my heart constantly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that someday u'll heal my melancholy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;praying to God up above,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping u'll find your way to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know we'll be forever in love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz u and i are meant to be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::MiR::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;where are you my soulmate?.. pls come home to me.. we belong together.. whoever u are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109961696338981864?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109961696338981864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109961696338981864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109961696338981864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109961696338981864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/here-i-am.html' title='here i am...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109958618834857357</id><published>2004-11-05T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T00:36:28.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd term...</title><content type='html'>George-Asshole-Bush victory in Ohio means he got to keep his presidency for another 4 years.. his victory also indicates the stupidity of the American voters.. and with this victory, i got the feeling that he's going to bomb more Islamic countries.. the war is going to continue for many years to come.. may Allah protect our country and all the muslims around the world from our enemy.. and let us pray to Allah that we muslims will be united.. amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocking news : there will be a William Hung concert in genting.. what the hell?... william hung?.. in Malaysia?.. i wanna go! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about the wonder of Rotiboy in the previous post.. and there he is.. the owner of Rotiboy in Latte at 8.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109958618834857357?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109958618834857357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109958618834857357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109958618834857357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109958618834857357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/2nd-term.html' title='2nd term...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109959087010230545</id><published>2004-11-05T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T01:54:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lone wolf..</title><content type='html'>am i a loner?.. if i find comfort in having my lunch or dinner alone.. watching the movies alone.. shopping alone.. i think not.. i do love being around ppl.. esp around the ppl that i care.. however i do hate crowds..  it's just uncomfortable...i must admit though..i do prefer being alone when i'm doing certain things.. esp if i'm going to the cinema to watch a great movie.. coz when i'm in the cinema.. i'll give my 100% concentration on the movie.. so what's the point having someone else around me.. isn't it?... plus.. i love the freedom to make my own schedule.. i dun hv to set a time.. or wait for my frens to arrive to the cinema which from my experiences.. they are always late!...another reason.. if i'm watching a very sad movie of coz i like to watch it alone.. i just can't help myself to shed tears.. i'm a tear-dropper.. i think i inherit this from my father.. he can shed tears just by listening to a very good song sang by a very good singer.. i remember when i watched "i am sam"..  my eyes were like a waterfall..haha.. that's kinda weird coming from a guy.. isn't it?.. there's nothing wrong being sensitive.. rite?.. i dun mind having my meals alone.. although sometimes having someone to keep me company is nice.. i guess it's because i have always been alone all my life.. and i have used doing my stuff by myself.. and after doing it for more than 20 years.. i have learned to enjoy it.. yet there are also times when i want to do those things with someone else.. but i just can't find the right person to be with..  all and all.. i guess.. it's true i am a loner.. i don't choose to be a loner.. but i'm fine with it.. coz i know.. i am happy eventhough i'm alone...well.. at least till i found someone to be beside me.. a place which i have reserved for a very very long time for a very very special person... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109959087010230545?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109959087010230545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109959087010230545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109959087010230545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109959087010230545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/lone-wolf.html' title='lone wolf..'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109957674268240901</id><published>2004-11-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T21:59:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...</title><content type='html'>just got back from a wonderful "break-fast" with alynn.. her roomates are not around and so are mine.. they got counter-strike tournament tonite.. so what better way to spend the evening than having a nice conversation &amp; meal with my guardian angel.. rite alynn?.. :) .. and always remember this.. u dun need others to make u happy.. as quoted from "&lt;em&gt;the laws of Manu&lt;/em&gt;" :: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depend not on another, but lean instead on thyself...True happiness is born of self-reliance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :: ...learn how to please yourself instead of trying to please everyone else.. u can never satisfy everyone, so why bother?..  why should u care about what other people said or think about u if those people are the people that don't even care about u.. think about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. now i really don't know what to do.. i'm all alone in my apartment.. yah went out for movie so i can't chat with her.. that sux.. my msn messenger can't connect.. alynn bz with her assignment.. so i can't chat with anyone tonite.. i've watch all the movies on my dvd collection.. i'm tired with all the online games.. i can't go to sleep coz i've been sleeping all day.. hmm.. what to do what to do.. go study?.. naaahh.. not in the mood.. now i'm in the mood for some ice cream! yes.. ice cream.. i think i'll go to the "uncle store" and buy me some ice creams.. over n out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109957674268240901?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109957674268240901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109957674268240901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109957674268240901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109957674268240901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/boring.html' title='boring...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109956638134082372</id><published>2004-11-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T19:06:21.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ada apa dengan roti boy?...</title><content type='html'>everytime i went to Alamanda, Putrajaya.. i can't help myself wondering why there are a lot of people willing to wait 40 minutes just to get their hands on rotiboy bun.. what is so special about it?.. what kinda bun that can attract so many people to buy it until u have to line up &amp; order then wait up till 40 minutes for a piece of bun.. at last, last week, my curiousity forced me to line up and order the bun.. hell, i waited 45 minutes for a piece of RM 1.50 bun.. but sure as hell it worth it.. and now i know why all those people that i once thought crazy enough to wait 40 minutes for a bun.. it's just melt in your mouth.. pure scrumptious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109956638134082372?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109956638134082372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109956638134082372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109956638134082372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109956638134082372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/ada-apa-dengan-roti-boy.html' title='ada apa dengan roti boy?...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109953101526150198</id><published>2004-11-04T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:44:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lullaby...</title><content type='html'>i dunno why..but everytime i listen to this song..i shiver even though my apartment is warm toasty... my heart races for the first two seconds and starts to slow down,...my eyelids flutter and followed by my heart beats get in sync with the melody... and peaceful embraces me...like i am back into my mother's womb... safe and comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;srikandi cintaku - (search/bloodshed/m.nasir)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dingin malam tirai kenanganku,&lt;br /&gt;Menyerlahkan sekurun ingatan,&lt;br /&gt;Terciptalah rimba kehidupan,&lt;br /&gt;Percintaan dalam perjuangan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesetiaan sebagai bekalan,&lt;br /&gt;Bisikan mu penuh pengharapan,&lt;br /&gt;Tiada garis dapat memisahkan,&lt;br /&gt;Segalanya kudratMu Tuhan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam bagai mengerti,&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang terjadi,&lt;br /&gt;Embun menitis panas simpati,&lt;br /&gt;Pertemuan tiada awal akhir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perutusan berdarah ku terima,&lt;br /&gt;Gugur kuntum di tengah halaman,&lt;br /&gt;Medan ini kurasakan sepi,&lt;br /&gt;Terpaku pilu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku semaikan pepohon kemboja,&lt;br /&gt;Yang bunganya adalah hatiku,&lt;br /&gt;Semadilah dalam kedamaian,&lt;br /&gt;Semangatku tetap bersamamu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan ku usung oh jenazah cinta,&lt;br /&gt;Semadikan nisan kasih suci,&lt;br /&gt;Semangatmu tetap bersamaku,&lt;br /&gt;Selama pasti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debu malam meragaut kengangan,&lt;br /&gt;Menyedarkan dari lamunanku,&lt;br /&gt;Percintaan dalam perjuangan,&lt;br /&gt;Kau abadi Srikandi Cintaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*news update* : &lt;em&gt;recently,  i found myself a new addiction.. chatting with ms. nadiah.. i can't help it.. it's like drugs.. i keep asking for more.. to yah.. *cheers* ko mmg best..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109953101526150198?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109953101526150198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109953101526150198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109953101526150198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109953101526150198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-lullaby.html' title='my lullaby...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109838512578032206</id><published>2004-10-22T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T03:05:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulau perhentian trip update...</title><content type='html'>here are some photos that i just got my fren... u can read more about the details in the previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/2259131WinCE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can see clearly that the driver have no chance of survival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/2259140WinCE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that really a car?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/deadWinCE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109838512578032206?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109838512578032206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109838512578032206' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109838512578032206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109838512578032206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/10/pulau-perhentian-trip-update.html' title='pulau perhentian trip update...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109831799196740699</id><published>2004-10-21T07:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:27:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 degrees...</title><content type='html'>whoaa.. it's been a crazy week for me.. i've been sick since last saturday.. and i'm still under medication until this day.. i got a terrible fever, flu, sore throat and cough... to make it worst.. it happens on Ramadhan.. well.. come to think about it.. i alwiz got sick everytime Ramadhan came... anyhoo.. i wanna take this opportunity to wish each and every one of u "Selamat Berpuasa &amp; Selamat Menyambut Aidilfitri".... wishing u guys to have a great Hari Raya this year.. May all be bless &amp;amp; safe during this festive season aight?... love u guys~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to make changes in my life rite now.. and first and foremost.. i want to improve my health.. i hv stop taking softdrinks.. i have also slowly changing my diet by replacing rice with bread... and my ultimate goal is to quit smoking.... and what i really need right now is full support from u guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've known this 1 gurl for quite sometime now.. she's so mysterious.. there are a lot of things i still dunno about her.. but all the things i knew about her is all good.. i dont want to put high hopes on her.. but i think i got a crush on her but we'll see how it goes... too afraid to fall in love again... :,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/me-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastest pic of me...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sexy beast..&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109831799196740699?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109831799196740699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109831799196740699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109831799196740699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109831799196740699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/10/99-degrees.html' title='99 degrees...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109584723736849350</id><published>2004-09-22T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T18:12:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginning...</title><content type='html'>hmm.. where do i start?.. amal balik m'sia arituh.. took her out for shopping.. actually i promissed her a sandal for her last year bday.. and after almost 1 year... finally.. i got to keep that promise.. haha.. anyway. i hope u like that sandal amal.. :)&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new scooter earlier this month.. modenas elit 150.. i love it very much.. it has made my life so much easier..  a day after i bought the new scooter.. i went to a trip to p.perhentian.. it was a 5 days trip.. organized by the outrecs MMU melaka... there's only one way to describe the trip.. it was THE GREATEST TRIP EVER!.. i had such a great time there.. i went snorkeling for 3 days in a row..i got to see beautiful corals.. all diff types of coral fish.. i touched Nemo (clown fish).. i got the chance to touch a turtle.. i got to see a tiger shark.. all a lot more intresting stuff.. damn.. i wanna go there again sometimes.. after a whole lot of fun there.. we packed up and went home.. on our way home.. our bus had an accident with a car.. the car was out of control and went inside our lane and "boom".. it went right under out bus.. the car driver died on the spot.. it was such a horror sight.. the body was totally... well.. i dont want to describe it..  anyway.. everyone on the bus was fine.. that's all that matters.. all and all.. that was definitely an unforgettable trip i hv ever had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my modenas elit 150&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109584723736849350?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109584723736849350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109584723736849350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109584723736849350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109584723736849350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-beginning.html' title='new beginning...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-109561540792078348</id><published>2004-09-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T13:14:09.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alynn baik sangat...</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since my last post.. a lot of things hv been happening.. but i'm not going to write about it in this post... i'm kinda bz with the new semester.. i'm going to get myself back on track starting from tomorrow.. yeay!.. i'm excited!.. but!...b4 that.. let me tell u guys about this great fren of mine.. her name is Azlynn Ardilla bt. Aziz Al- Rahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the heck is she u might ask.. what so special about her?.. and most of the guys reading this must be wondering "is she a hottie?".. and the girls must be wondering "is she that great?".. and my answer would be yes for both of the questions.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've known her since i'm 10 years old.. owh how fast the time passes by.. i still remember cycling to school.. playing at the lake near our school.. the smile &amp; laughter i had with my primary school frens.. all of it like it just happens yesterday.. but now..here i am.. 21 years old.. in MMU.. and still.. she's around.. alynn have been around me since primary school till secondary school..and now we are in the same university.. was it coincident?... i prefer to think it as destiny.. God destined her to alwiz be around me.. coz He knows that when i hv no one to turn to.. i'll alwiz seek for her.. and she will alwiz be around.. i like to think that she's my guardian angel.. sent by God to protect and watch over me... to push me and keep myself on track.. to give me hope and courage to face reality... to lift me up and make me smile.. to teach and share her wisdom...to mesmerize me with her smile and keep me sane.. and for that.. i thank God and i feel so grateful.. for having an angel.. as my fren.. my family.. my inspiration.. my idol.. my teacher and my everything.. =) thank u alynn.. u rawk my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@)--`--,--- thanx for the 11 years of wonderful friendship ---`--,--(@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-109561540792078348?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/109561540792078348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=109561540792078348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109561540792078348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/109561540792078348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/09/alynn-baik-sangat.html' title='alynn baik sangat...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108691651373943313</id><published>2004-06-11T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T09:15:13.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the fuck?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"i don't care what the fuck are your reasons!"&lt;/strong&gt; that's what our friendly neighbour said to us this morning.. haha.. it was 6am that time.. our neighbour suddenly snap out and raid our house... we were laughing &amp; screaming so loud since 2am.. i think we really pissed him off this time.. we were screaming &amp; laughing like we own the whole building.. wakaka.. this was our 3rd warning we got since we lived here... well.. there's no need to deny it.. it's totally our fault... while others are sleeping &amp; resting to get to work the next morning... we all were having fun laughing &amp; making noise.. who wouldnt be pissed off if their neighbour are like under influence monkeys... huhu.. better control our attitude next time.. or we might get thrown out from this condo.. damn... i wonder why are the walls so damn thin.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108691651373943313?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108691651373943313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108691651373943313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108691651373943313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108691651373943313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-fuck.html' title='what the fuck?...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108672149497038520</id><published>2004-06-09T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T03:04:54.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing solitaire...</title><content type='html'>There was a man, a lonely man...&lt;br /&gt;who lost his love through his indifference...&lt;br /&gt;a heart that cared that went unshared...&lt;br /&gt;until it died within his silence...&lt;br /&gt;And solitaire's the only game in town...&lt;br /&gt;and every road that takes him takes him down...&lt;br /&gt;while life goes on around him everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;he's playing solitaire...&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game...&lt;br /&gt;without her love, it always ends the same...&lt;br /&gt;and by himself it's easy to pretend...&lt;br /&gt;he'll never love again...&lt;br /&gt;A little hope goes up in smoke...&lt;br /&gt;just how it goes, goes without saying...&lt;br /&gt;There was a man, a lonely man...&lt;br /&gt;who would command the hand he's playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Neil Sedaka -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108672149497038520?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108672149497038520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108672149497038520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108672149497038520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108672149497038520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/playing-solitaire.html' title='playing solitaire...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108671409727549458</id><published>2004-06-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:11:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agree or disagree?.. the question remains...</title><content type='html'>fuhh... what a nite!.. just got back from MMU event "AUDIOWARFARE"... hell it was great.. i had a good time.. the bands are great.. the special guests also were great.. "one buck short" &amp; "disagree"..  i almost lost my hearing 2nite.. i took these pics while standing next to the big speaker.. damn!.. i cant hear a thing NOW!.. u have to shout if u wanna speak with me...wahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/disagree2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is zaid (i think that was his name) from disagree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/disagree1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Disagree" ROX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to all the winners.. sad but true.. my fav. band for tonight the "Phalanx" got 5th place although clearly it was the crowd favourite.. i mean.. they really rox.. the instrumental was superb!.. megadeath hardcore!.. "Malaysia Idol - The Cannot Goes" was sweet!.. they perform "the sweetness" by jimmy eat world..  i enjoyed that song..  p/s: your boy rox girl!...and the drummer was so damn talented.. not to mention very cute too.. huhu.. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.. i'm searching for the "one buck short" mp3s now.. their reggae songs was the best.. now that's what i called "mussack!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108671409727549458?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108671409727549458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108671409727549458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108671409727549458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108671409727549458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/agree-or-disagree-question-remains.html' title='agree or disagree?.. the question remains...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108647784181988754</id><published>2004-06-06T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T07:24:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's over and done&lt;br /&gt;but the heartache lives on inside&lt;br /&gt;And who's the one you're clinging to&lt;br /&gt;instead of me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where are you now, now that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean&lt;br /&gt;You never see me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;It's just emotion that's taken me over&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't come back&lt;br /&gt;Come home to me, darling&lt;br /&gt;Dont you know there's nobody left in this world&lt;br /&gt;to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Dont cha know there's nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm there at your side,&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of all the things you are&lt;br /&gt;But you've got a part of someone else&lt;br /&gt;You've got to find your shining star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where are you now, now that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean&lt;br /&gt;You never see me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;It's just emotion that's taken me over&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't come back&lt;br /&gt;Come home to me, darling&lt;br /&gt;Dont you know there's nobody left in this world&lt;br /&gt;to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where are you now, now that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean&lt;br /&gt;You never see me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;It's just emotion that's taken me over&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't come back&lt;br /&gt;Come home to me, darling&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left in this world&lt;br /&gt;to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, goodnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://netfiles.uiuc.edu/omarkhan/shared/Karim%20Daud%20-%20Perasaan.mp3"&gt;Emotion Mp3 - Must Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt melancholy lately... it's my first time to get hurt this way.. so i kinda take it a bit hard.. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108647784181988754?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108647784181988754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108647784181988754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108647784181988754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108647784181988754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/emotion.html' title='emotion...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108647159479408489</id><published>2004-06-06T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T05:48:11.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How to cope with the most predominant fact in life: Shit Happens Comparing world religions, philosophies &amp; ideologies..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;why does shit happens? want to know the answers?... maybe this one of this group of ppl can tell u the right answer for u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catholicism&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;If shit happens, you deserved it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;You were born shit, you are shit, and you will die shit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lutheranism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;Shit happens, but as long as you're sorry, it's okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Islam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;If this shit happens, it is the will of Allah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confucianism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;Confucious says, "If shit has to happen, let it happen properly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taoism &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;Shit happens, so flow with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buddhism&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;If shit happens, it isn't really happening to anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;em&gt;Shit will happen again to you next &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;v=56"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atheism&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;I don't believe this shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit doesn't happen. Shit is dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Satanism (organized)&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;We hope bad shit happens to all of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;We will make your shit happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Satanism (individualistic)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Mind your own shit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Age&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;It isn't shit if I really believe it's &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=chocolate&amp;v=56"&gt;chocolate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;I create my own shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;We are all part of the same shit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Age (Hardcore)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit will end in 2011 when we all will be teleported into the 12th dimension of shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hippie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Never shit twice in the same place&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capitalism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit happens, shit sells.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Buy that shit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit on everything that creates shit!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Let's share the shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feminism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit is male.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;We won't take any shit anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Conspiracy Paranoia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;THEY shit on us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;When someone finds out, shit happens to him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock'n'Roll &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;It's one for the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=money&amp;v=56"&gt;money&lt;/a&gt;, two for the shit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;three, why don't you go for it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psycho Analysis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Shit happened to you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Tell me about your shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;That will be $3.000.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuclear Physics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Let us cut shit into ever smaller pieces to see if it is made of shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Let us accelerate shit to see if it turns into energy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Sorry, we don't know shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;I'm going to make this shit happens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt; Ask someone else to do that shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bout that shit?... aint it a piece of funny shit.. i'm laughing my shits out... ha ha ha... bengong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108647159479408489?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108647159479408489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108647159479408489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108647159479408489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108647159479408489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108645661775869982</id><published>2004-06-06T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T01:30:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday?...</title><content type='html'>yeah.. holiday is just around the corner.. i think in a few weeks... still havent figure out wat to do.. i'm going to make sure this time i'm going sumwhere.. dun wanna waste my holidays just doing nuthing.. 23rd of june will be my dad's &amp; nir's bday.. havent figure out wat to buy yet.. hmm.. when is it the father's day?.. sumtime in june as well rite?.. yea i think it is.. better do some research after this... owh.. amal's coming back to m'sia this june as well.. u better meet me during this holiday amal!.. i nak belanja u teh ais.. hehe.. owh yea.. yer bday present.. i still owes u that ;) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108645661775869982?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108645661775869982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108645661775869982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108645661775869982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108645661775869982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/holiday.html' title='holiday?...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108645419725258800</id><published>2004-06-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T00:49:57.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00046.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my headphone.. no reason to put it in here.. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108645419725258800?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108645419725258800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108645419725258800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108645419725258800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108645419725258800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/whats-that.html' title='what&apos;s that?'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108645290962170191</id><published>2004-06-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T00:28:29.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black out...</title><content type='html'>i was chatting and surfing and suddenly.. "puuff" everything's black... all the lights out...and so the pcs.. my hsemate's gf was cooking sumthing in the kitchen.. then we realize it the rice cooker that coz it.. there's sumkind of short circuit i think.. hmm.. now we dun have a rice cooker.. darn it.. anyway.. everything back as they were.. i cant imagine how to survive the night if we're out electricity.. i mean.. what to do?!.. hell.. i think other than food.. water &amp; air..  we cant live without electricity... we too dependant on it now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108645290962170191?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108645290962170191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108645290962170191' title='0 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src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00039.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my living room with altec lansing 251 surround system&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00026.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my new keyholder from "TOUGH"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00020.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my xda II cassing...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00021.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my new keyboard.. huhu&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/image_00041.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my sofa.. my bed.. my everything.. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108643972450245359?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108643972450245359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108643972450245359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108643972450245359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108643972450245359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-stuff.html' title='my stuff...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108642901352247770</id><published>2004-06-05T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:02:16.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kepak ayam bbq...</title><content type='html'>hmm.. can u smell it?.. i'm cooking bbq chicken wings in my kitchen rite now.. hehe.. using this small electric oven.. and guess wat.. there was a big flame coming out from the oven a few mins ago.. cause by the greasy oil from the wings.. haha.. lucky nothing bad happens.. i just switch off the oven and sprinkle a lil bit of water n continue barbequeing.. wanna have a taste?.. come.. i give u 10 mins to get here. .or else i eat all of it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108642901352247770?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108642901352247770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108642901352247770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108642901352247770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108642901352247770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/kepak-ayam-bbq.html' title='kepak ayam bbq...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108642075802042138</id><published>2004-06-05T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T06:16:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dvd...</title><content type='html'>i have alwiz like to collect dvds.. it's one of my hobbies.. my dream is to have my own &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=dvd&amp;v=56"&gt;dvd&lt;/a&gt; collections of all the greatest &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=movie&amp;v=56"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; of all &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;v=56"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt;... and here's the list of the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=movies&amp;v=56"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; that i havent got on my collections of &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=dvd&amp;v=56"&gt;dvd&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  01) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;  02) Godfather Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;  03) Blade I&lt;br /&gt;  04) &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=Wedding&amp;v=56"&gt;Wedding&lt;/a&gt; Singer&lt;br /&gt;  05) Patriot&lt;br /&gt;  06) Braveheart&lt;br /&gt;  07) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;  08) Back to the Future Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;  09) Starwars Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;  10) Band of Brothers&lt;br /&gt;  11) Starship Troopers&lt;br /&gt;  12) Godzilla&lt;br /&gt;  13) Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;  14) Short Circuit&lt;br /&gt;  15) Harry Potter I &amp; II&lt;br /&gt;  16) The Jackal&lt;br /&gt;  17) Fifth Element&lt;br /&gt;  18) The Bone Collector&lt;br /&gt;  19) &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=Matrix&amp;v=56"&gt;Matrix&lt;/a&gt; Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;  20) LOTR trilogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u guys have any suggestion for other great &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=movies&amp;v=56"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; that i should add in my &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=dvd&amp;v=56"&gt;dvd&lt;/a&gt; collection pls leave yer comment aight.. peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108642075802042138?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108642075802042138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108642075802042138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108642075802042138'/><link rel='self' 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market will be.. coz not everyone like that part of the chicken..  but i like the idea coz i've seen so many kind of flavour u can make for the chicken wings.. perhaps someday i'll try to venture into this market.. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; small store aye?.. i'm not quite sure wat to sell.. well cigarretes are a must.. maybe daily stuff like milk, cerials and so on... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; haha.. this one i dun think i will ever do it.. but if i was to wrote a book.. it will be about technology.... hmm...yummy..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i can teach how to "sleep all day &amp; gain 200 pound in 10 days" ..lol&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; ooow, this is great!.. i’m currently in the process of writing my first hit single, "Fuck You,Honey Bee" it will be of the rap/hip-hop genre... this is to be followed up by a hard rock tribute to 'road rage' and then a soppy ballad in the grand tradition of soul bands about "dying"... i haven’t written those yet.... i’m working on "Fuck You, Honey Bee" and if i don’t get enuff songs from these efforts, my new band, "Holy Mother Cow"...will be performing covers of songs from D12 and Wu tang clan...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108636904656815399?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108636904656815399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108636904656815399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108636904656815399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108636904656815399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/if-you.html' title='if you...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108635183381269767</id><published>2004-06-04T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T20:23:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sob...</title><content type='html'>something really bad just happen.. i accidently drop my beloved xda II on the parking lot just now.. u cant imagine how sad i am rite now.. my priceless gadget got a noticable scratch.. sob sob.. i better be xtremely careful next time.. cant affort for it to happen again.. T_T .. i miss my mom!.. i wanna go home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108635183381269767?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108635183381269767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108635183381269767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108635183381269767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108635183381269767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/sob.html' title='sob...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205020.post-108632916936182414</id><published>2004-06-04T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:06:09.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up...</title><content type='html'>it's 2.00pm.. just woke up from my beauty sleep.. darn it.. i missed the "sembahyang jumaat"... i slept at 5.30 am last nite..  kinda have trouble to sleep at nite lately.. lots of things have been playing on my mind in the past few weeks... i dunno wat i have become.. i dun like it.. i feel like i'm left hanging.. i'm so lost.. i have no idea what i've been doing and the worst of all i dunno where i'm heading to.. my first love was a disaster.. my studies are absolutely out of track.. i dun even know when is my midterm.. all i know it's just around the corner.. arghh.. i'm really lost rite now.. cud someone guide me pls.. i need guidance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205020-108632916936182414?l=syazmir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/feeds/108632916936182414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205020&amp;postID=108632916936182414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108632916936182414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205020/posts/default/108632916936182414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazmir.blogspot.com/2004/06/waking-up.html' title='waking up...'/><author><name>MiR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127957475117913549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/sidesyazmir/1226235_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
