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font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;F you were born on the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;1st, 10th, 19th, 28th of any month you are number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;2nd, 11th, 20th, 29th of any month then you are number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;3rd, 12th, 21st, 30th of any month then you are number 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;4th, 13th, 22nd, 31st of any month then you are Number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;5th, 14th, 23rd of any month then you are number 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;6th, 15th, 24th of any month then you are number 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;7th, 16th, 25th of any month then you are number 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;8th, 17th, 26th of any month then you are number 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;9th, 18th, 27th of any month then you are number 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You are smart, a straight talker, funny, stubborn, hardworking, honest, jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;on a competitive basis, kind hearted, temperamental, friendly, and popular. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;always want to be on the top and most likely to be independent. You are most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;likely to fall in love at a young age, but will marry once you mature! You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;likely to have problems with people who have opposite views and you are most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;likely to take revenge over your enemies in a long time basis. You are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;spender, but you will have a good profession in the future. If you are guy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;will be very popular. You can go anywhere from the local shop to the heart of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;the parliament because you are positive and talented in numerous areas. But in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;your life you will always have some people who will work hard to bring you &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;your name down. Because of your intelligence, some might hate you. You are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;pioneer, independent &amp;amp; original your best match is 4, 6, 8 while a good match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;would be with 3,5,7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;No matter what, every one will love you because you are ruled by the Moon. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;day dream a lot, you have a very low-self esteem, you need to have a back up for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;every move in your life, you are very unpredictable. You tend to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;according to time and circumstances, selfish, have a very strong sense of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;musical and artistic talent and powerful verbal communication. You can be sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;as an angel and can be ruthless when double-crossed. Some might say you have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sixth sense. You will become a poet, writer, an artist or a businessperson. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;are not strong in love, so your relationship will be in disarray until you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;settle down. If you are a girl, you will be responsible for your family. If you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;are a man, you tend to get involve in fights &amp;amp; arguments in the family. You will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sacrifice your life for your family. You are gentle, intuitive with a broad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;vision. You make a well-balanced person. Your best match is 2, 7,5, and 9 no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;other people can put up with you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You are hardhearted and selfish most of the time. You always tend to have lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;of problems within your family in the early stages but you will be able to cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;with everything. You seem to have your way in everything. And from birth you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;would always have to work hard to achieve anything you want. You always make a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;point to set examples on others, especially the younger ones. Generally you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;not a cool person. It's not easy dealing with you. A tough player you are! But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;once you are comfortable with someone, it will be a lasting friendship. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;always earn respect from others. Your Ilk seems to have lots of worries and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;problems but they won't be for long. You will have brilliant kids! You love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;money a bit too much so temptation will push you to try endlessly. You will look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;after your family and help friends, so you will spend a life time just being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;generous and kind (except for men born on the 21st). You love your freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;creative and ambitious, a person who brings beauty, hope &amp;amp; joy to this world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Your best match 6 and 9. Good match 1, 3, and 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You are very stubborn, very hard working but unlucky in important matters in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;life, very cool and helpful. You might repel people away from you, you may cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;nuisance to others if you area man, as you gifted are with understanding other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;people's problems. If you are a girl, you excel in your studies and arts. If you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;are a guy you spend most of your time with girl friends and you tend to have too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;much fun with your mates &amp;amp; girls. Your friends will spend your time &amp;amp; money and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;get on with their life and you will be left empty handed. So be careful! You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;love to spend. Your positive side is that you are always around to help family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;and friends. You always fall in love with those younger than you. You often live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;with disappointments but you will take good care of your family. You need to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;careful of people who will take advantage of your kind heart (ahaks!). And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;beware of your relationships too. You are radical, patient, persistent, and a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;hit old-fashioned; you live with foundation &amp;amp; order. Your best match 1, 8. Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;match 5, 6, and 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You are very popular and you can get things done only by talking. Even to your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;enemies! You are business-minded and like to do things spontaneously. You will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;be famous if you get involved in any business. Your friends and families will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;always ask for your help, and you are the one actually with the money to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;your friends. You will have more than one relationship, but when you settle down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you tend to be selfish. You tend to go for other relationships - even if you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;married at times because of your popularity. You tend to get along easily with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;anyone because the numbers is a middle number. You love freedom and changes. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;learn your life through your personal experiences. Your best match 1, 2, Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;match 6, 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Ooopppss... You were born to enjoy! You don't care about others. I mean you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;always wanted to have a lifetime of enjoyment. You will excel in either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;education or business management! You are talented, kind (but with only people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;who you think are nice), and popular. All good things come easily to you. Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;mind and body is just made perfect for love. You are loveable by any number. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;if you are a number 6 men, you will be involved in more than a few relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;until you get married. If you are a girl, most of you will get married/engaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;early. You are a caring person towards your family and friends. You are a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;of compassion, comfort &amp;amp; fairness, domestic responsibility, good judgment, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;after all you can heal this world's wounds to make peace for everyone because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you have the great power and caring talent to take the world of love one step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;further.. Your best match 7, 6, and 9. Good match 4, 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You are realistic, confident, happy, and talented in education, music, art,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;singing, and most importantly in acting. You also have a bad temper! You value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;your family status a lot; you will be in the top rank when you reach a certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;age. If you are a guy you are popular with girls. Most of the number 7s faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;lots of problems with their married life. Only a few are happy. You have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;everything in your life but with worries throughout your lifetime. You need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;get ready looking for a partner rather than waiting. If you don't, then you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;might end-up being single. You are born to contribute to everyone's joy. Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;best match is 2. Good matches are 1, 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You have a very strong personality and people will find it hard to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you. You are more likely to suffer in your younger years. You might be also the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;one responsible to look out for your family. You often suffer all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;through life. You will learn life in a very practical way. You are the one who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;will fight for justice and may even die in the war too. You are normally very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;reserved with a handful of friends and most of the time, live life alone and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;always prepared to help others. However, once you settle down, (which is often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;late), then your had lucks will disappear. You will face unexpected problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;such as encountering poisonous animals, and accidents. You are highly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;disciplined, persistence, and courageous, and it is your strength that will take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you to success. You are a great part of a family team. You are a fighter! Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Best match 1, 4 and 8. Good match 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Number 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You guys are the most incompatible people in the world. You are so strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;physically and mentally. You often have big-aims. You will work hard and will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;think it's still hard to get there, even if you already have gotten there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Normally you suffer in the early age from family problems and generally you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;have to fight in life. You are respected by others. You were however very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;naughty in your childhood, and often got beaten up by your parents and had been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;involved in fights and you seemed to have suffered lots of injuries. But when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you grow older you become calm and will fall into the quiet and dignified macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;type. Love is not an easy matter for you. You are however good in engineering or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;banking jobs because people always trust you. Your family life is very good, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;you will always worry over your children. Your finer qualities are that you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;humanitarian, patient, very wise &amp;amp; compassionate. You are born to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;targets and serve every one equally without any prejudice. You are a role model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;for everyone. Your best match 3, 5, 6, and 9. Good match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6991366749070573581?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6991366749070573581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6991366749070573581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6991366749070573581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6991366749070573581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-3.html' title='No. 3'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8861639411267247015</id><published>2011-11-18T21:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:27:03.381+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This man literally feels to cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;During my Cohort 5 farewell dinner  speech, I did quote one of this most inspiring figure called Steve Job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This man, which I think not everybody loves, but strangely effects me in some ways of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His last words before he got to close his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oh, wow! Oh, wow! Oh, wow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Very strange indeed. Quite a 'special' way of saying goodbye, which I think not everybody would think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and now, when I think I am so screwed up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how I wish I could do as him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: An 'intrapersonal' man seems stupid at the beginning, but appears to be the smart one at the end. But, lets think what happen between the beginning until its end. He is probably a man who might suffer most the life crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8861639411267247015?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8861639411267247015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8861639411267247015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8861639411267247015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8861639411267247015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-man-literally-feels-to-cry.html' title='This man literally feels to cry.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1024035576909904748</id><published>2011-11-09T21:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:49:56.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't think so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Some little things from someone that I care make me feeling better eventhough you might not think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1024035576909904748?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1024035576909904748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1024035576909904748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1024035576909904748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1024035576909904748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2368473131123758124?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2368473131123758124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2368473131123758124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2368473131123758124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2368473131123758124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/10/twitter.html' title='Twitter.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5997448728715676212</id><published>2011-10-16T23:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:48:21.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Big A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Do we actually realise that w&lt;/span&gt;ithout us knowing, certain people might find us a bit Annoying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5997448728715676212?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5997448728715676212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5997448728715676212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5997448728715676212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5997448728715676212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/10/big.html' title='Big A.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3667786239685350758</id><published>2011-10-16T12:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T12:55:17.838+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today. Tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmKnZCcA9Do/TppHX54ywJI/AAAAAAAAARk/_BC7lFVFmso/s1600/317873_275312819169518_100000724062242_908741_387729111_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmKnZCcA9Do/TppHX54ywJI/AAAAAAAAARk/_BC7lFVFmso/s400/317873_275312819169518_100000724062242_908741_387729111_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663917957373411474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3667786239685350758?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3667786239685350758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3667786239685350758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3667786239685350758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3667786239685350758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-tomorrow.html' title='Today. Tomorrow.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmKnZCcA9Do/TppHX54ywJI/AAAAAAAAARk/_BC7lFVFmso/s72-c/317873_275312819169518_100000724062242_908741_387729111_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8443358686832507298</id><published>2011-10-15T10:39:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:46:26.868+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Life we are talking about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Out of so many questions, this is one of the questions which I don't think I still have the right answer yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"What exactly is the reason that you are still single at the age of 23?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some people have been kept asking, and I could just spill any relevant answer though; come to think of it,  does the given answer actually match the intuition as a being?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku terlambat untuknya dalam kelahiran ini. aku doakan untuk kelahiran seterusnya (Handkerchief Merah, 2011)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8443358686832507298?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8443358686832507298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8179880835339750189</id><published>2011-09-29T10:12:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T10:14:35.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Said him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 16px; "&gt;seorang budak perempuan kecil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;riben merah dirambutnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;manis senyumnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;dan matanya pesona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seorang budak lelaki kecil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bruises di kaki gempalnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lesung pipit dipangkal senyumnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan matanya berkaca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bila cinta temukan mereka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;budak lelaki dan perempuan itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cantumkan senyuman mereka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pegang tangan dan langkah bersama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lori ikan datang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan gilis kedua mereka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mati katak lalu terkeluar otak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;namun tetap comel jua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dunia selalu begitu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;celaka dimana-mana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Handkerchief Merah, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8179880835339750189?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8179880835339750189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8179880835339750189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8179880835339750189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8179880835339750189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/09/said-him.html' title='Said him.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7174737764972472638</id><published>2011-09-27T09:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:48:06.374+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Second day of last week of practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The gloomy weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It will be never the same on next week, on the same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7174737764972472638?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7174737764972472638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7174737764972472638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The successful ones always try to create some histories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1761255930016091552?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1761255930016091552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1761255930016091552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1761255930016091552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1761255930016091552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/09/could-be-true.html' title='Could be true.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4598300454280928970</id><published>2011-09-06T11:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:11:19.704+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Bisikan suara kecil selepas membaca suatu artikel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Jangan dipersoalkan bagaimana nikmat itu diberi. Tuhan itu, jika dia hendak memberi hidayah, walau kita sekalipun sedang beri, dia tetap akan memberinya,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*Beri : Membuang air besar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4598300454280928970?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4598300454280928970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4598300454280928970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4598300454280928970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4598300454280928970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/09/mugen.html' title='Mugen.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5125264689985841033</id><published>2011-09-05T14:50:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:18:59.197+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fav line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igeAyf_JUx8/TmRYr43-DDI/AAAAAAAAARc/4VjxLVG968Q/s1600/RockyBalboa200644729_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igeAyf_JUx8/TmRYr43-DDI/AAAAAAAAARc/4VjxLVG968Q/s400/RockyBalboa200644729_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648737343654202418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Text Color" border="0" class="gl_color_fg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;For some reasons, I simply love watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Rocky Balb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;oa movie. Yesterday was actually my 5 or 6th times since the first time it had been released; one of the most top watching movies in my list after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Fast and furious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;. It gives lotsa impacts to me not just because its storyline, but also the employment of its philosophical lines and plenty of useful msgs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I particularly envy this one line during his struggling to fight his less-gentleman opponent in the ring in the final scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Remember, what did you tell your kid? It's not a matter how hard you can hit, it's how hard you can stand the hits"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5125264689985841033?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5125264689985841033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5125264689985841033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5125264689985841033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5125264689985841033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/09/fav-line.html' title='Fav line.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igeAyf_JUx8/TmRYr43-DDI/AAAAAAAAARc/4VjxLVG968Q/s72-c/RockyBalboa200644729_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8520374457052005710</id><published>2011-09-05T14:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:42:38.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A little confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I don't actually find having a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; relationship is the most necessary for now, but it has been quite bothering me in some ways these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Real honest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8520374457052005710?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8520374457052005710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8520374457052005710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8520374457052005710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8520374457052005710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-confession.html' title='A little confession.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2975638925070411490</id><published>2011-08-24T12:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T12:20:26.568+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alhamdulilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The bet is totally paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Kids behaved and cooperated very well  during the session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Supervisor is happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alhamdulilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Thank you kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2975638925070411490?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2975638925070411490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2975638925070411490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2975638925070411490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2975638925070411490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2371820492527889782</id><published>2011-08-23T12:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:43:56.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My graceful bet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rotational learning&lt;/i&gt; is the bet for tomorrow. Let's see how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2371820492527889782?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2371820492527889782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2371820492527889782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2371820492527889782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2371820492527889782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-graceful-bet.html' title='My graceful bet'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7869463049426815876</id><published>2011-08-13T17:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T17:25:03.984+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cukup indah mimpi tadi; walaupun sebentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ber'busking' di Queenstreet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stargazing di QUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Banyak lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Indahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7869463049426815876?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7869463049426815876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7869463049426815876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7869463049426815876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7869463049426815876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/short-and-sweet.html' title='Short and sweet'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2621714274216684017</id><published>2011-08-10T21:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:15:49.597+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Please understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Please understand that I rarely talk and share my things with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;So, whenever I tell you that I need you, that shows I really need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2621714274216684017?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2621714274216684017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2621714274216684017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2621714274216684017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2621714274216684017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/please-understand.html' title='Please understand.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1105781338066540087</id><published>2011-08-09T12:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:46:01.112+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids need me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;I could actually be the laziest bum on earth to a certain extent, I would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Every morning, as in early in the morning, the only thing that motivates me to move from bed is "The kids need me in school"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yes, that could be the most cliche ever; if you assumed being an effective educator is that easy (shake the bon-bons and stuffs), why don't you give yourself at least a shot? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1105781338066540087?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1105781338066540087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1105781338066540087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1105781338066540087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1105781338066540087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/kids-need-me.html' title='The kids need me.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4286163718250854413</id><published>2011-08-09T12:05:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:25:31.891+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop being judgemental.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"@FactAboutBoyz: Three biggest lies from a guy's mouth: 1. I'm not that type of guy. 2. I won't hurt you. 3. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No one is perfect though, but come on. Don't make this as a sweeping statement to every man just because you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;met  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the wrong person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Get yourself out from your own narrow-mindedness, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;deeply think from various perspectives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, you can't actually deny the fact that everyone lies at least 12times per day (This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;definitely not a sweeping statement as how you made it; I came across this somewhere in gender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;research paper). So, the lies of "Im not that type of PERSON", "I won't hurt you" and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sorry", I believe do not solely come from the 'a guys' mouth', but it also probably,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or I would say WILL come from the other direction which is 'GIRLS'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Think wisely before you being pointlessly vocal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4286163718250854413?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4286163718250854413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4286163718250854413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4286163718250854413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4286163718250854413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/factaboutboyz-three-biggest-lies-from.html' title='Stop being judgemental.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5894071304648981224</id><published>2011-08-06T21:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:20:00.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Place: Year 4 Gemilang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Situation : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During monthly test (Students surprisingly finished the papers minutes earlier).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Me: All right, I would like all of you to make sure that you check your papers back. Make sure all the answers and spellings are correct. OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Student A (very smart-looking kid): The papers are very thick sir, but questions are easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Me: *Feel challenging* OK, If that's the case, make sure you got hundred. If one of you happened to fail the paper, I might call your mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Student B : Sir, saya beri handphone no mak saya dulu ye? Sbb, sy confirm fail. (Translation: Sir, why don't I give you my mum's handphone no first? Because, I know that I will fail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Me: Student B, check your answer again. Make sure everything is correct. Sternly smile. *They are just being kids* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5894071304648981224?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5894071304648981224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5894071304648981224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5894071304648981224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5894071304648981224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/kids.html' title='Kids.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7304485229114130494</id><published>2011-08-02T12:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:20:22.298+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I am a happy man if I were asked to be in class now; meeting with kids and do some teachings rather than just rotting at the staffroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Not a good day to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7304485229114130494?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7304485229114130494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7304485229114130494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7304485229114130494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7304485229114130494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/08/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-780288127880901671</id><published>2011-07-20T14:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:20:57.619+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beranikah engkau?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ini bukanlah permulaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;bukan juga pertengahan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;mahupun pengakhiran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ini mungkin perjalanan atau sesuatu yang engkau langsung tidak pernah fikirkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Beranikah engkau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-780288127880901671?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/780288127880901671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=780288127880901671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/780288127880901671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/780288127880901671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/07/beranikah-engkau.html' title='Beranikah engkau?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-9086022257619681378</id><published>2011-06-09T12:30:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:21:28.709+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is getting interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Si Abang dan si Adik perlu ingat. Dikala ayah sedang sakit, mengapa kalian perlu bertelagah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sebagai seorang yang rapat, saya faham situasi anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Si Abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;: Kamu seorang yang baran, boleh berkelakuan kurang rasional pada waktu tertentu. Tetapi, saya yakin anda boleh lebih bersabar. Anda juga boleh saya katakan lebih bertanggungjawab berbanding yang lain-lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Si Adik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; (Perempuan): Kamu pula, susah saya hendak gambarkan. Ego yang melampau-lampau. Suka memberontak. Entahlah. Tetapi, cuba melatih diri untuk bersabar? Sebab dunia ini dijadikan untuk kongsi bersama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Si Ayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;: Sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Saya pula, tidak boleh terlalu masuk campur didalam hal kamu si Abang dan si Adik. Tetapi, boleh ke tidak kamu berdua cuba bersabar? Tidak banyak saya pinta, cuma bersabar dan sedikit bertoleransi. Sekurang-kurangnya untuk situasi ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Fahamkan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p.s: Jika semua orang boleh berfikir dengan lebih rasional, mungkin peperangan dan konfliks akan kurang berlaku. Mungkin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-9086022257619681378?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/9086022257619681378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=9086022257619681378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/9086022257619681378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/9086022257619681378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/06/world-is-getting-interesting.html' title='The world is getting interesting.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-776168844024939977</id><published>2011-06-06T17:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:13:52.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ain't in a mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, certain things on Facebook really get me pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should deactivate it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-776168844024939977?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/776168844024939977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=776168844024939977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/776168844024939977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/776168844024939977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/06/aint-in-mood.html' title='ain&apos;t in a mood.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3365329310345966830</id><published>2011-06-05T12:41:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:43:15.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Chapter 101 - Ini bukan masalah 'siapa lupa kawan', tapi sudah agak penat dipijak-pijak dan diperhanjingkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Maaf. Aku xsemudah itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3365329310345966830?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3365329310345966830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3365329310345966830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3365329310345966830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3365329310345966830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/06/chapter-101-ini-bukan-masalah-siapa.html' title=''/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7521960823763826870</id><published>2011-06-03T13:23:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:50:17.367+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New tweet: I f*cking hate you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChtWZ2oOKLg/TehT6y8reiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UXH4HM-ZZFU/s1600/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChtWZ2oOKLg/TehT6y8reiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UXH4HM-ZZFU/s400/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613829205091121698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, twitter is definitely not so a new thing for most people even for me. I have registered for a twitter account like very ages ago, but for some reasons I don't really find it that fancy (Well, probably because everyone was excitedly talking more about FB rather than twitter during that time). So yesterday, when I tried to make some efforts  logging in into my account; did some retweets and @mention, twitter is interesting though. Yes, it was odd, bizarre and strange kind of feeling at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yes, it's slowly getting fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Yes, you keep crawling on my mind, and I f*cking hate it. Real honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7521960823763826870?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7521960823763826870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7521960823763826870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7521960823763826870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7521960823763826870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-tweet-i-fucking-hate-you.html' title='New tweet: I f*cking hate you.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChtWZ2oOKLg/TehT6y8reiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UXH4HM-ZZFU/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7177723208958151604</id><published>2011-05-18T17:40:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:55:09.954+10:00</updated><title type='text'>B*bi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;B*bi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;B*bi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;B*bi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Come to think of it, well, I don't think that I even lost any penny for your unethical act. Hearing that how serious you were cursing like shit at me (and hey, I am not saying that I do not swear); at least, I realize that I'm not being as cheap as you especially when it comes to a hanky-panky thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Hati perlu dididik; supaya kita tidak mudah melatah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;3.49pm, IPBA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7177723208958151604?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7177723208958151604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7177723208958151604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7177723208958151604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7177723208958151604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/bbi.html' title='B*bi!'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2382162684885054773</id><published>2011-05-17T18:59:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:12:33.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mungkinkah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BvSAjVmZjxk/TdI7scdwWaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1wGh9TVMCo8/s1600/229081_2025383032460_1180543316_2484137_6941410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Akhir-akhir ini, saya selalu terfikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jika andaikata hari ini adalah hari terakhir untuk saya bernafas dengan diri ini, adakah atau mungkinkah saya diingati, dirindui pada hari-hari yang akan mendatang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.03pm, IPBA.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2382162684885054773?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2382162684885054773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2382162684885054773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2382162684885054773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2382162684885054773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/mungkinkah.html' title='Mungkinkah?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5930344793758525390</id><published>2011-05-11T14:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:20:42.579+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Makan hati dan bermain dengan perasaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5930344793758525390?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5930344793758525390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5930344793758525390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5930344793758525390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5930344793758525390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4976567701879113753</id><published>2011-05-08T12:03:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:19:06.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>R for ran-shit-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EuPzUMLQk-Q/TcX8NLReJaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dZJGnfjv8Sc/s1600/hypocrite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EuPzUMLQk-Q/TcX8NLReJaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dZJGnfjv8Sc/s400/hypocrite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604162614627018146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think, being a hypocrite is a part of randomness, well, you are simply cheap in that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All right, maybe I'm wrong in that sense. Well, again, everyone has different views about randomness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, what say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4976567701879113753?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4976567701879113753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4976567701879113753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4976567701879113753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4976567701879113753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/r-for-randomness.html' title='R for ran-shit-ness.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EuPzUMLQk-Q/TcX8NLReJaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dZJGnfjv8Sc/s72-c/hypocrite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5488755037136968637</id><published>2011-05-03T18:06:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:16:28.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>50-50</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ponoCTyHw2U/Tb-9962hR9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EGlMEJ4VWbc/s1600/50-50-page-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ponoCTyHw2U/Tb-9962hR9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EGlMEJ4VWbc/s400/50-50-page-header.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602405332939786194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berjuang seorang diri mungkin tidak mudah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pastinya sukar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kemenangan pun mungkin 50-50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tidak percaya?&lt;br /&gt;Cuba sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kalau diiringi dengan 'sebilah pisau' dan sebatang panji',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mungkin,...&lt;br /&gt;mungkin sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin lebih bersemangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tidaklah seperti seolah-olah membunuh diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Terima kasih kerana mendoakan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Terima kasih yang tidak terhingga.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5488755037136968637?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5488755037136968637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5488755037136968637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5488755037136968637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5488755037136968637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/50-50.html' title='50-50'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ponoCTyHw2U/Tb-9962hR9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EGlMEJ4VWbc/s72-c/50-50-page-header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4307258208194771255</id><published>2011-05-01T13:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:42:11.202+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Diam bukan bermakna noktah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maaf kerana tinggal tanpa berita. Saya sibuk, tapi saya OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Exam minggu hadapan. Doakan saya semoga berjaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Oh, saya menyedari akan penambahan followers saya. Terima kasih kepada anda semua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4307258208194771255?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4307258208194771255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4307258208194771255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4307258208194771255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4307258208194771255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/05/diam-bukan-bermakna-noktah.html' title='Diam bukan bermakna noktah,'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5684825721373012655</id><published>2011-04-07T23:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:01:02.444+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bila sudah ber'bf', yang so-called fucking close friend pun ini diketepikan. Like you and me, we are just nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: The notion seems repeating like everyday these days among close mates. How strange is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5684825721373012655?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5684825721373012655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5684825721373012655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5684825721373012655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5684825721373012655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh.html' title='Oh!'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8697515052847264797</id><published>2011-03-29T09:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:42:26.512+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kalaulah saya mampu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8697515052847264797?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8697515052847264797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8697515052847264797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8697515052847264797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8697515052847264797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7096182600229045919</id><published>2011-03-24T17:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:25:00.601+10:00</updated><title type='text'>coolest?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr. A: You seem the coolest when some others look quite stressful dwelling about assignments in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Well, I guess, I'm just trying to be an optimist, perceive things positively. *Laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Definitely no one knows how things can be a roller-coaster in everyone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s: And yes, this is definitely not a narcissistic post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7096182600229045919?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7096182600229045919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7096182600229045919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7096182600229045919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7096182600229045919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/03/coolest.html' title='coolest?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-229280845363643764</id><published>2011-03-22T22:51:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:00:52.382+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week, ay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's another freaking busy week ay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Syndromes have been identified:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consistently yawning in lecture hall&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*even worst to listen from enthusiastic-yet-boring-yet-have-high-expectation-about-students lecturers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Severely off-tasking. Even just looking at that frigging air conditioner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yes, pretty dearly to word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woh! another freaking week for a TESOL student. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*I shall change 'Woh' to 'Sweet as!'*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweet as! another freaking week for a TESOL student. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: I'm pretty curios how 'Sweet as!' could magically turn me to be yes, slightly optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-229280845363643764?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/229280845363643764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=229280845363643764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/229280845363643764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/229280845363643764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy-week-ay.html' title='Busy week, ay?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6313216658971503120</id><published>2011-03-09T09:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:56:37.027+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"You are most afraid when you are happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The moment when Cuddy told that to House, I could feel that the message does not solely going to him; it came approaching me as well. Reflection for action, I believe. She really made sense of how certain things work in life which I have came across it before, but never care much to think in deep about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That's probably a reason why we need the other person on our side, so that we could do the reality checks more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: I believe that being yourself and trying to fulfill others' needs are both different notions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6313216658971503120?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6313216658971503120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6313216658971503120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6313216658971503120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6313216658971503120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy.html' title='Happy?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6137016626132859174</id><published>2011-03-02T15:44:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:59:42.064+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>little unusual</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Things are seemed little unusual today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For unknown reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just feel strange with everything around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The people, the routine, the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It tastes bizarre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel somehow that I have lost something or perhaps missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;My headache is going pretty bad at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My hair does not go curl as how it always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just don't talk much and rather spend myself alone in library or room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah, I just don't do usual things that I always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6137016626132859174?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6137016626132859174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6137016626132859174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6137016626132859174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6137016626132859174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-unusual.html' title='little unusual'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7274399643188917982</id><published>2011-02-27T13:47:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:09:12.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'>non-perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I ain't a perfect creature,&lt;br /&gt;but can we at least be a Good and Genuine person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't call me a brat when you are the first one who started to act selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7274399643188917982?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7274399643188917982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7274399643188917982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7274399643188917982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7274399643188917982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-still-looking-for-right-one-who-can.html' title='non-perfect'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6408613446534945786</id><published>2011-02-26T11:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:41:28.221+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Two things that I feel everybody should have realized since the first day of their born:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Dreaming is just a part of sleeping game. It's hardly to be truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. People frequently come, but they always go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6408613446534945786?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6408613446534945786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6408613446534945786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6408613446534945786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6408613446534945786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/two.html' title='Two.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6891539779833948806</id><published>2011-02-20T13:35:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:06:39.954+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Congratulation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Twas sort of a depressing day for me yesterday. Pretty sudden. But that's not really the intention of me writing this post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-AG6bW5q0Y/TWCQEOeSBeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7VeYo9e1gw0/s1600/congratulations-youre-hired.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-AG6bW5q0Y/TWCQEOeSBeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7VeYo9e1gw0/s400/congratulations-youre-hired.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575614740963657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this short post, I would like to congratulate to all these my lovely people for their excellent achievement during our two years in Brisbane. Man! I know I did not get a chance to congratulate to each of you, but let's make this an official collective wish from me to everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys really deserve for the award, and everything seemed paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Clap2*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pavi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Erma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Hanis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kak Long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Aisyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Nija.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Dyane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Come to think of it, I wonder what I have done in Brisbane for two years. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6891539779833948806?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6891539779833948806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6891539779833948806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6891539779833948806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6891539779833948806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-AG6bW5q0Y/TWCQEOeSBeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7VeYo9e1gw0/s72-c/congratulations-youre-hired.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6034528681711496060</id><published>2011-02-12T19:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:29:49.892+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Less f*cked up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm pretty considerate when it comes to dealing with messy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*OK, I probably burst out at times. Fair enough.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, most of the times, if anything didn't go that right or probably seemed looking wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love putting myself in a position of rationalization. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rather than losing my own counts or even worst simply putting a blame to another person; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I prefer to do some productive reflection for my own future purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why That is not right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why always He/She is right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why Everything does not go in my own way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;These types of question, you won't find the answer in a very short period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It might probably take longer than expected for you to discover the answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But trust me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;reflection always makes you to feel less f*cked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't shock, you might enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6034528681711496060?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6034528681711496060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6034528681711496060' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6034528681711496060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6034528681711496060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/less-fcked-up.html' title='Less f*cked up.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5330869899103985154</id><published>2011-02-09T15:56:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:05:55.566+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>A root as the Reflection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TVIuDBmRj9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UACLBNp1dac/s1600/treeGardenA0000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TVIuDBmRj9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UACLBNp1dac/s400/treeGardenA0000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571566318514180050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were given a picture of tree to symbolize Life; I would say its root might pretty much explain the notion of Reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: There are always ups and definitely downs in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5330869899103985154?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5330869899103985154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5330869899103985154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5330869899103985154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5330869899103985154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/root-as-reflection.html' title='A root as the Reflection.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TVIuDBmRj9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UACLBNp1dac/s72-c/treeGardenA0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-301925851672161133</id><published>2011-02-04T01:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T01:41:41.678+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bongeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(abraham lincon, n.d.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Simple, but indeed deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hello Taman Megah! Bongeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-301925851672161133?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/301925851672161133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=301925851672161133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/301925851672161133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/301925851672161133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/bongeks.html' title='Bongeks.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6155967657328325590</id><published>2011-02-02T19:53:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:10:36.188+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Surprisingly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cynical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; is the best word I have so far. Fuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, feel free to characterize me using your own words or probably whatever slang you might have (If you do). Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;===&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://threewords.me/thezam"&gt;http://threewords.me/thezam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TUkq5s7hrAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fhnj_nxRxLA/s1600/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TUkq5s7hrAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fhnj_nxRxLA/s400/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569029585022069762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6155967657328325590?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6155967657328325590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6155967657328325590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6155967657328325590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6155967657328325590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/cynical.html' title='Cynical.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TUkq5s7hrAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fhnj_nxRxLA/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1692086548142234954</id><published>2011-02-01T23:08:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:11:05.860+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Menjadi terbaik adalah pilihan yang tidak semua orang ada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya sedikit terkilan hari ini. Atas sebab-sebab tertentu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bukan sebab yang besar pun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sebab yang kecil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tapi membuat saya terfikir hampir segala perkara dalam hidup ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Begini, saya cuba menyelamatkan seekor anak kucing hari ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comel. Gebu. Cantik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kekelabuan dan sedikit belang-belang hitam dibelakang badannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi, kelihatan malang. Kakinya patah. Berjalan pun ala-ala Man Dengkot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Memang Kasihan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emak didalam kereta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Nampak anak kucing itu" sambil menuding jari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya terpusing-pusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Mana?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Terpusing lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Dibawah kereta Harrier itu. Mata kau buta ke?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sedikit radikal jawapannya kali ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Biasalah, kami memang typical orang johor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bukan pemarah sahaja, bergurau pun kadang-kadang ala-ala gurau kera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Memang keras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK,saya sambung semula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oh, nampak. Kasihan. Macam patah je kakinya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Nak buat pahala?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak mengutarakan cadangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Menggunakan perkataan yang memeranjatkan spiritual saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sedikit blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba sekali lagi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mentol muncul dihujung kepala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ohhhh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sepantas kilat,saya dengan lantasnya turun dari kereta, membuka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bonet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, dan terus mencapai beberapa helai tisu (OK, hampir satu kotak tisu sebenarnya).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Orang ramai mula mendongak-dongak kepalanya. Menunjuk-nunjuk jari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Melihat saya. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;elihat macam tidak pernah melihat orang. Ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Budus!" Hamun dalam hati saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya peduli apa. Pahala punya pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya terus bergerak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dan terus bergerak menuju ke anak kucing itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Duduk sahaja si kecil itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba, Harrier bergerak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Chill uncle! Ada anak kucing dekat bawah kereta ni"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pakcik senyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya masih dgn muka ketat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Misi sedikit terganggu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kereta dah tiada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si kecil masih disitu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sakit sangat agaknya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ada suara lantang perempuan dari belakang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ada monyet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Ish, menganggu betul. Misi penting ni.Mahu jadi hero pun susah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya paling ke belakang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"What da heck! Monyet dowh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Mula mengira*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Lapan kot. Banyak nak mampus ni"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba teringat cerita bayi kena bunuh dengan monyet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Serius berlaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mula sedikit panik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi, muka still ketat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba ada batu dkt sebelah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Dan-dan je banyak batu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scene semakin menarik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*evil laugh dalam hati*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Berdiri dengan gagah. Batu ditangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pencubaan gaya-gaya melontar batu-batu kearah monyet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sambil menghentak-hentak kaki dengan harapan gerombolan monyet itu lari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monyet tidak bergerak langsung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mula menunjuk gigi-gigi taring mereka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si kucing kecil masih dibelakang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Rasa macam dalam scene ala-ala abang cuba menyelamat adik daripada geng kaki pukul budak sekolah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya cuba mara kali. Monyet-monyet semakin berani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mula kehadapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya mencarut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"S*al!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emak didalam kereta mula menekan horn rapidly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;geng si monyet ini terus melompat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Betul-betul dihadapan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya sepatutnya menendang mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi, lupa cara nak menendang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Biasalah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;macam kisah manusia-manusia yang melihat hantu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nak baca Bismillah pun terlupa macam mana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adrenalin membuak-buakkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kali ini,saya terus lari kearah kereta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Gila banyak. Boleh mati kena kerjakan woh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya membebel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba sahaja, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2-3 ekor anjing yang entah datang dari mana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Berlari menghalau monyet-monyet tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Gila menarik siot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saya membebel untuk kali kedua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monyet bertempiaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ibu kucing pun tiba-tiba sampai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lewat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin kerana susah mahu negotiate dengan si anjing-anjing itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maklumlah, both cats and dogs families have bad history kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Akhirnya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;si ibu membawa si kecil pergi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anjing-anjing itu pula hilang kisah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin selamat rasanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya tersentak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Terfikir sejenak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seminit dua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin inilah apa yang orang kata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Menjadi terbaik itu bukan pilihan yang semua orang ada setiap masa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kadang-kadang kita hanya mampu menjadi yang baik sahaja atau even worst menjadi slightly cruel demi untuk mencapai sesuatu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Macam incident siang tadi, saya cuba mahu menyelamatkan si kucing kecil itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dengan niat dan harapan, tidak mahu ia dilanggar kereta lain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi, beberapa perkara sampingan terjadi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Segerombolan monyet datang menyerang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin ia dugaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi, saya rasa ia bukan dugaan ataupun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mungkin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mungkin sahaja,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuhan sudah takdirkan yang hari ini saya tidak dapat menyelamatkan si kucing kecil itu. Mungkin di hari lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya,saya mungkin ada niat yang baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mungkin Tuhan sudah sekali lagi takdirkan anjing-anjing itu adalah penyelamat kucing kecil itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lantas merangkap gelaran 'Si Terbaik' dalam kejadian itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dan saya pula, mungkin hanya yang 'Si baik-baik' sahaja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Moral of stories: Lain kali jangan cuba-cuba interfere dalam hal-hal haiwan. Mereka ada penyelesaian mereka sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Semoga kamu selamat ye Si Kecil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1692086548142234954?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1692086548142234954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1692086548142234954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1692086548142234954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1692086548142234954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/02/menjadi-terbaik-adalah-pilihan-yang.html' title='Menjadi terbaik adalah pilihan yang tidak semua orang ada.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-951749304091362001</id><published>2011-01-01T23:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:11:23.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan tanya apa azam baru saya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sumpah, saya tak kan mampu tulis 10 azam baru untuk tahun baru jika saya diberi 1 minit untuk menyenaraikan mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Betul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bukan otak saya bergerak lembab atau saya malas, cuma, saya kurang gemar mencipta azam baru setiap tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bila difikir-fikirkan, jika saya buat checklist, mungkin saya hanya mampu capai 2 atau 3 sahaja azam-azam itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, daripada saya ada beribu-ribu azam baru yang saya mungkin tidak akan capai, baik saya bawa kehadapan sahaja azam-azam lama itu. InsyaAllah tercapai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak sedikit 'bising' hari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bercerita tentang itu, tentang ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya hanya mendengar sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mata saya tepat melihat screen laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Surfing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba-tiba, tiada hujung pangkal, dia bertanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak: So, what's your new resolution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saya: *Diam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak: Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya: Saya tiada azam tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak: Macam mana boleh tiada azam? Maknanya you just live your life as it is la. Tiada matlamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya: Tak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak: Habis tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saya: OK,Saya mahu menjadi slightly cruel; therefore, I wont be toyed around by people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mak lihat saya dalam keadaan pelik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Saya pasti dalam hatinya mungkin dia rasa pelik kenapa dia ada anak lelaki yang pelik. Sedangkan ayahnya seperti normal sahaja*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-951749304091362001?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/951749304091362001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=951749304091362001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/951749304091362001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/951749304091362001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2011/01/jangan-tanya-apa-azam-baru-saya.html' title='Jangan tanya apa azam baru saya!'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8010152854937736784</id><published>2010-12-30T01:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:16:25.110+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>It breaks into thousands of pieces.&lt;br /&gt;A one small and solid heart.&lt;br /&gt;and mind too.&lt;br /&gt;There could be probably nothing that able to fix them up.&lt;br /&gt;*Litte tears*&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8010152854937736784?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8010152854937736784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8010152854937736784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8010152854937736784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8010152854937736784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8204515798810405891</id><published>2010-12-22T23:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:48:23.385+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>A while.</title><content type='html'>It has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;I miss nearly everything.&lt;br /&gt;You even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8204515798810405891?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8204515798810405891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8204515798810405891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8204515798810405891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8204515798810405891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/12/while.html' title='A while.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2969910168921677179</id><published>2010-12-13T13:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T14:00:02.721+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got real sick since yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me. *tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I tried to find you, but you ignored me&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2969910168921677179?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2969910168921677179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2969910168921677179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2969910168921677179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2969910168921677179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/12/got-real-sick-since-yesterday-pray-for.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7433314323636340039</id><published>2010-12-09T14:45:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:03:37.205+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Saya mungkin seperti dungu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kadang-kadang saya benci awak"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Awak selalu merendah-rendahkan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Menghina saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Panggil saya dungu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sebab saya selalu diam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Panggil saya bodoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sebab saya selalu mengalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tapi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Awak tahu kenapa saya selalu diam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saya diam bukan bermakna saya mengikut ataupun suka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tetapi itulah cara saya menyatakan saya tidak bersetuju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Awak tahu kenapa saya selalu mengalah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saya mengalah bukan bermakna saya penakut ataupun 'bacul',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tetapi itulah cara saya mengelakkan konflik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Awak dan saya mungkin seperti sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ada rambut, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ada tangan dan kaki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ada mulut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tapi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;saya percaya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hati dan pemikiran kita sangat berbeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7433314323636340039?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7433314323636340039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7433314323636340039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7433314323636340039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7433314323636340039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/12/saya-mungkin-seperti-dungu.html' title='Saya mungkin seperti dungu.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1352620416966698802</id><published>2010-12-01T17:56:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:03:35.346+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>2 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Are you crying for me today?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.6px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;That was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I stepped my feet at QUT and talked to the staffs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I walked pass by  the Valley with no bags of chickens with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I talked to friendly JB-Hifi assistant and laughed out of loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I said "Thanx Mate. Have a good day" to bus driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I had Krispy Kreme and sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time I smiled to an innocent Korean Easy Way seller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the last time for everything, here in Brisvegas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*Tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: When can we meet again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1352620416966698802?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1352620416966698802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1352620416966698802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1352620416966698802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1352620416966698802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-hours.html' title='2 hours'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5212919920573727055</id><published>2010-11-29T23:07:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:15:00.897+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"A fine young man who has great sensitivity about life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOmDcTwCcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yPBL9e0aJRg/s1600/155494_1735376901443_1149205916_32044963_2586482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOmDcTwCcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yPBL9e0aJRg/s400/155494_1735376901443_1149205916_32044963_2586482_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544958144292063682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOmDcTwCcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yPBL9e0aJRg/s1600/155494_1735376901443_1149205916_32044963_2586482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOl1bBYRaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pBMgmkbhG1E/s1600/149568_1735377101448_1149205916_32044964_5543440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOl1bBYRaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pBMgmkbhG1E/s400/149568_1735377101448_1149205916_32044964_5543440_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544957903428404642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOl9F3eAhI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MsQeArPP1V8/s400/155430_1735377381455_1149205916_32044965_3843686_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544958035188646418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Prayers for you mum (Jo Carr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5212919920573727055?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5212919920573727055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5212919920573727055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5212919920573727055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5212919920573727055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TPOmDcTwCcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yPBL9e0aJRg/s72-c/155494_1735376901443_1149205916_32044963_2586482_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3037438617435478242</id><published>2010-11-24T10:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:47:23.286+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't want to talk about how you broke my heart"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1. ah, I was quite busy hanging out with few mates these days. Playing game console, having coffees and etc. It was just so good to really have these remaining days left recalling the all good and sad moments from the beginning we first arrived here in Brisbane until now. Twas indeed a very much emotional conversation, but seemed trying to hinder those upsetting feelings with the best jokes and laughters that we could do. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2. Another 6 more days left, still reluctantly counting. *sigh* Oh, Mr. Time, you know that I never ask anything big from you since I was a toddler. I was still moving patiently; even though, you were slightly cruel to me when I was run out of times doing the assignment. But, this time, I just need you to move slower than usual. Plz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*I must be crazy talking stuffs like these*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3. Ah, just put that feeling aside at the moment. Yes, yesterday was the best day being me as Mohd Zamri, probably the happiest one so far. Checking the results, and Allhamdulilah, I think I improved and in fact did quite well for this one hectic semester. Even though it might not be as good and best as how my other mates did; I am still proud of myself and definitely grateful to Him. The patience, the anxiousness and the almost-give-up feeling - they are just paid off. =). Praise to God, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's just so good if I could have a person that I could really share this happiness with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3037438617435478242?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3037438617435478242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3037438617435478242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3037438617435478242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3037438617435478242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/6_24.html' title='6'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5190664525052096326</id><published>2010-11-24T10:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:51:12.389+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>7 (Yesterday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; line-height: normal; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The pursuit of happiness is a most ridiculous phrase, if you pursue happiness you'll never find it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS? OR CREATING THE HAPPINESS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1. Never let anyone tell you that your dream is too far from reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. Never let the bitterness of others influence your decisions to have the life you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. Never allow the insecurities of others creep into your mind to let them overtake your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4. Never forget your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. Never believe that one person, no matter how convincing they may be, has all the answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. Never forget how lucky you are to have a passion- lots of people never find theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7. Always know that what scares you is usually what will make you better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8. Always remember what makes you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-family:'Bookman Old Style', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Amanda, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5190664525052096326?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5190664525052096326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5190664525052096326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5190664525052096326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5190664525052096326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-yesterday.html' title='7 (Yesterday)'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8833135971754871585</id><published>2010-11-22T00:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:11:58.020+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"I like you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8833135971754871585?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8833135971754871585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8833135971754871585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8833135971754871585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8833135971754871585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8576661785257333115</id><published>2010-11-20T23:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:46:04.865+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sayu sungguh hati ini malam ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Entah kenapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Bila cuba melelapkan mata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;tidak pula tidur hendaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ah mengapa sahaja hati ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Rasa seolah-olah malam ini tidak seperti malam yang biasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sungguh sayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Benar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: I do realise too that I get easily f*ck up lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8576661785257333115?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8576661785257333115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8576661785257333115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8576661785257333115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8576661785257333115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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confidence"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TOUPHWbz9nI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_-wiq7qSXuc/s400/ninewest_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540851535504995954" style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 122px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Finally, a handbag for mum. Ah, I'm just so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-124057415205702371?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/124057415205702371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=124057415205702371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/124057415205702371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/124057415205702371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TOUPHWbz9nI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_-wiq7qSXuc/s72-c/ninewest_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4635528835361563234</id><published>2010-11-18T11:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:05:17.660+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>13 (Yesterday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Are you an American? You just sound one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ah, twas another fun in this week. Hanging around with good friends at good places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Harbour town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Surfer Paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hardrock Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alas, when are we going to meet again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4635528835361563234?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4635528835361563234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4635528835361563234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4635528835361563234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4635528835361563234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/13-yesterday.html' title='13 (Yesterday)'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1962877062258440485</id><published>2010-11-16T22:32:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T00:06:24.250+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>15 (Yesterday). 14 (Today)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kita ini hidup bukan menongkat dunia"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Translation: We don't just live forever in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I have a review of movie which I supposed to post it yesterday, but for some reasons, I couldn't finish writing it. Too tired. Ah, I promise I'll post it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Anyway, I would like to wish all the Moslems 'Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha'. May you enjoy and have good moments with the beloved ones. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Oh, my final raya celebration here in Brisbane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1962877062258440485?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1962877062258440485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1962877062258440485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1962877062258440485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1962877062258440485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/15-yesterday-14-today.html' title='15 (Yesterday). 14 (Today)'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5392885129953076854</id><published>2010-11-14T10:18:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T19:24:08.637+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"As long as we respect each other, everything will be just OK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A: Do you feel jealous seeing me talking to that guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;B: No, I'm not. I was just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*She immediately interfered before that guy could finish his words.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A: Good! Ah, you don't have to. You and me, we are just good friends. Nothing special!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*B left with genuine disappointment* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Too much of drama series today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5392885129953076854?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5392885129953076854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5392885129953076854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5392885129953076854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5392885129953076854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/16.html' title='16'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4667841590483405356</id><published>2010-11-13T14:47:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:15:22.827+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TN4kMeKwOyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/F1s4GR56ECE/s1600/jody.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Keep blogging"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TN4j64pr1WI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mGbgtFqXgxs/s400/37680_1524070659964_1180543316_1509149_5267859_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538904086258898274" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Ah, another lovely and fun day apart from meeting Jo on the other day. Fa and her friend are finally here in Brisbane. Smile. Twas just so good to see her again after our last winter holiday in New Zealand. *Welcome2!*. So, since I wanted to get some groceries stuff, we went to West End morning market today. Bringing them around and feeling the aussie weekend routine. Hehe. It seemed to be fun, I mean walking and passing by random people and others. Plus, that was my 2nd time there even though I hv been living here for almost 2years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2. Yeah, we walked from one stall to another stall. So, I stopped at this one selling fruit stall looking for the mangoes. 2 ripe mangoes for 5aud. Who care not to stop, aye?. LOL. As I was busy looking at them, suddenly, someone tapped me from back. She smiled. I was freeze at the moment. Ah, I know her, but God, how couldn't I remember her name. She kept smiling again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TN4kMeKwOyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/F1s4GR56ECE/s400/jody.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538904388387486498" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3. Gosh! My brain was so stuck and I really could not recall her name. I could only remember her last name which is 'Siong'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;She asked "Do you know me?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Ah, of course I know you" I whispered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*me thinking. Keep thinking vigorously*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"It's me, Jody" She said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*I smiled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yeah, it's Jody. How I could have forgotten that name! Me idiot! My profoundest apology, missy. So, we talked for a while and the mangoes were put aside for a moment. Asking about studies, workplace, life in brief and etc. Such a nice girl, I believe. Very friendly, humble and definitely easy-going person. For your information, that was our first meeting each other ever, which means, we never talked face-to-face before and it happened today unexpectedly. We have been knowing each other through blogging and friends in Facebook. So, I was quietly excited; even though I looked quite freeze and stumble a bit in front of her. LOL. Anyway, twas indeed really nice meeting and talking to you, Jody. We should probably have some cups of coffees before I'm heading back for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;4. Ah, what really a good day today! Having good friends around, meeting new people, welcoming environment and definitely a good weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Can anyone tell me, how can I have no reason to stay here in Brisbane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4667841590483405356?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4667841590483405356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4667841590483405356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4667841590483405356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4667841590483405356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/17.html' title='17'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TN4j64pr1WI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mGbgtFqXgxs/s72-c/37680_1524070659964_1180543316_1509149_5267859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3230438967328785597</id><published>2010-11-12T18:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:51:22.198+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Even SHREK still deserves for happy ending"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Saya suka malam tadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Berjalan-jalan seorang diri di QUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Senyap sahaja, tapi tetap indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Bintang-bintang pun berkerlipan pada saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mungkin, sudah lama kita tidak bersua katanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yelah, sejak saya sudah berpindah. Jarang sungguh saya berjalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;diwaktu-waktu begitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Hai bintang! Saya rindu awak semua"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Saya senyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Eh, kucing itu masih ada lagi disitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Betul! Si tompok yang kelihatan seperti sombong tetapi penakut. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dia hanya keluar waktu malam sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Kasihan. Mungkin, disiang hari terlalu banyak haiwan berbulu besar yang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Si anjing. Yang gebu dan terjelir lidahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Jaga diri ya, si tompok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Saya akan pulang tidak lama lagi. Oh, bila entah kita akan berjumpa lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Saya pasti akan merindui semua ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Woolies. Kebab O'clock. Creative industries. Lain-lain lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Setiap satunya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ah, kenapa hari berlalu dengan begitu pantas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3230438967328785597?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3230438967328785597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3230438967328785597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3230438967328785597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3230438967328785597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4224709917870687389</id><published>2010-11-11T16:46:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T00:54:06.387+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TNuaNks95jI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Tq2JD1LxFiU/s1600/35350_10150239865240089_752725088_13666562_2849536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TNuaNks95jI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Tq2JD1LxFiU/s400/35350_10150239865240089_752725088_13666562_2849536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538189724763416114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Make the best of what we have"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1. Today was just too lovely to be compared with the other boring days that I went through lately. I woke my a** up quite early this morning, went to uni and met mum (Jo Carr) in her room. Ah, what a happy lady she is! Welcoming me with her big smiles and definitely healthy this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;* She has been sick lately; so, seeing her around healthily this time somehow makes me to feel good and happy too*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2. The conversation was pretty casual. No pressure, and Jo is always motherly when it comes to a leisure talk. She could fully lend all the ears and give some wise words to us if she felt so. So, we talked a lil bit about our academic stuffs at the beginning, but towards the end we moved slowly talking about myself and herself. She was telling that she'll be retiring possibly end of this year in December. Ah, twas indeed a shocked one, I mean really a sudden decision. I was recently being informed that our coordinator in Malaysia has been replaced with a new man, and today, I got to know that she's going to 'leave' us too. Hmm, how could I not to feel at least 'missing something' feeling . "It's time, zam. Let me be a good grandma and play more happy musics". I smiled. Ah, she's probably in many ways. She would need a proper rest after so long managing and coordinating this twinning program. Yup, for many years, since my seniors times, I could see a lot of her great contributions on this program besides the other important people like Bob, Jan and Mary. She must've been tired, I reckon. Plus, her health condition seems to be finer if she could have more rests and play with the grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3. Ah, don't you worry about us, Jo. Even though knowing that you're retiring from academic field might sounds a bit bitter to me, but I'm absolutely happy for you and so the others too, I bet. Thank you very much for everything that you have provided for me here since the beginning. Your inspiring words, your lovely pats on the back, everything. My sincerely thank you. I'll be missing you very badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Take care, madame.=')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Play more musics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4224709917870687389?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4224709917870687389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4224709917870687389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4224709917870687389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4224709917870687389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TNuaNks95jI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Tq2JD1LxFiU/s72-c/35350_10150239865240089_752725088_13666562_2849536_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2282956870229011782</id><published>2010-11-10T08:55:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:40:56.653+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If everyone could think, there might be less conflicts or zero war"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;20 more days left exactly from today before I'm leaving Brisbane for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;*Now I know precisely how the seniors used to feel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Every night, I'm thinking hardly to have at least a reason that can make me to stay here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Not because of entertainment and freedom that it offers, but because of the place itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I just love Brisbane as B.R.I.S.B.A.N.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Indeed, a very lay back, peaceful and welcoming place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Unsurprisingly, Brisbane has been a very good and wonderful 'teacher' for me teaching about how life works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;For some cultural and humanistic reasons, I feel more appreciated and acknowledge here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I have learnt about the real friendship who could be with you through thin and thick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;not only among the local people but in thinking-Malaysian group as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;No matter where I go; I could feel a strong sense of belonging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I am being called politely as a 'mate' rather than inappropriate terms or adjectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ah, there are just too many random friendly people who could say hello to you for not a big reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;How am I going to leave these good things for certain of somethings which I think they shouldn't work that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yes, I miss mum, dad, and the whole family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I miss the foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I miss breathing in my country, who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;but, definitely not the inappropriate attitudes which I think 'certain of them' still fail to overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lack of sense of respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lack of good manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lack of here and there as a basic human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ah, if this 'certain of them' could do at least a rational thinking for them, probably it is a good place that invites everyone to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Well, I'm still looking the right euphemism for this 'certain of them'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2282956870229011782?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2282956870229011782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2282956870229011782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2282956870229011782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2282956870229011782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/11/20.html' title='20'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4350018776387995590</id><published>2010-11-09T20:59:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:52:21.089+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happy-nise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TNkrkBtl9pI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EpwZA38NBj8/s1600/smile_quotes_graphics_03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TNkrkBtl9pI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EpwZA38NBj8/s400/smile_quotes_graphics_03.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537505114763687570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When was the last time I get real happy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lately, I realise that blog seems to be a main place for me to pour my feelings on. Even though, most of the posts were written quite short, but I really found a lot of satisfactions and relieve transforming those discontented feelings into words. Mum said sometimes it is better writing or drawing than barking if we felt screwing up, and I think it works on me. She is just super genius!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Ah, it is better to have something rather than nothing to be share with. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4350018776387995590?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4350018776387995590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4350018776387995590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8843682559986402147</id><published>2010-11-08T22:49:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:59:22.273+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>farewell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It was indeed a very emotional night for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I seemed to smile looking at them, at every face to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Laughing, teasing and cracking some good jokes with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Nodding when they left to say 'see you again'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, I could not deny that it's really upsetting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's even worst for not able to see both of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Thank you very much for the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8843682559986402147?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7588412169843682591</id><published>2010-11-05T11:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:52:55.339+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Sunyi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hari-hari yang sunyi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;memang sepi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;dan mungkin akan lebih sunyi lagi pada hari-hari yang akan mendatang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6584737637731843511</id><published>2010-09-26T17:04:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:45:47.041+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a sister and a 'sister'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TJ75vEvK7oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WidCsKl9NYg/s1600/sister.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TJ75vEvK7oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WidCsKl9NYg/s400/sister.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521124780323565186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Heart discreetly whispered*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sometimes, I wish that I could have at least one good sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A younger or elder good sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Really. This is not random, but it's just something that I have never spoken to anyone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I feel embarrassed to talk about it because I find it as something personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, to be real honest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I could feel that my life would be probably better if I had two best ladies that I love most in life; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;'mum and a sister'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;If mum was too busy, she is there for me to talk EVERYTHING with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I will definitely not resort her as a last person to share with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;She will be my best confidante for the rest my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;She will be 'Kau ilhamku'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;How wonderful life is, if now, she is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;She'll be definitely the first one that will know, how significantly screwed I am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A guarantee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To sooth me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To pat me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To keep messaging and asking about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But unfortunately, 'if' is just a journey of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A future that no one knows about its certainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Heart sighed*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Stop dreaming, zam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Keep moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mum says that you are a strong-hearted guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Keep that in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Coax &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's not a big deal not to have a dreamed sister or any relative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You have been through all the hardships lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;So, why should there be a question about a 'sister' now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: If I really have a sister, I'll tell her that "I really need you, sis" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6584737637731843511?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6584737637731843511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6584737637731843511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6584737637731843511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6584737637731843511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/09/sister-and-sister.html' title='a sister and a &apos;sister&apos;?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TJ75vEvK7oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WidCsKl9NYg/s72-c/sister.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7415242250296736345</id><published>2010-09-14T19:28:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:30:12.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lega.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lega. Sedikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hilang segala resah and sedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Walaupun sekejap tapi bermakna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Janji-janji itu pasti akan disimpan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Terima kasih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7415242250296736345?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/7415242250296736345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=7415242250296736345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7415242250296736345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/7415242250296736345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/09/lega.html' title='Lega.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-7880049025229288969</id><published>2010-08-20T01:52:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:59:25.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Till then, my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TG3rdqn4EEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EvJHPqkZfuQ/s1600/IMG_5494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TG3rdqn4EEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EvJHPqkZfuQ/s400/IMG_5494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507316814234259522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye Min Jun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 25px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;작별 인사 hyung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 25px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 25px;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*You will probably curse me if I tried to call you this again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 25px;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;8 months with you were totally indescribable,  really precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;From an outsider, to a friend and turn be close brothers in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I really enjoyed having a good company like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We seem to have a very same wavelength since the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We could drink together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We always play Fifa together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We curse each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;and We even sometimes tease people together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;That's really nice eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, tonight, when I start thinking, you are leaving tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;it makes me feel a lil bit sad. Probably, very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I could sense my loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Unit 7 is indeed not complete with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There's no more your strong coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There's no more a late night conversation at the verandah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There's no more a phrase 'sleep well lar' after the Fifa game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There's no more the smell of your cigarette's smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, it's all right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;People don't stay. They come and they go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Same goes to you, me and everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Go home, my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I know, you miss your country alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I know, you miss to breath with korea's air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A place where you born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Our friendship does not stop till here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It is progressive as long as we want to keep it going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Till then, min jun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Have a safe trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Don't cry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Zam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Get a partner a.s.a.p. once you are in Korea and practise more for your fifa. LOL! Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-7880049025229288969?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8369287192135022384?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8369287192135022384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8369287192135022384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8369287192135022384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8369287192135022384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/08/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6979520269620149138</id><published>2010-08-09T23:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:52:37.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>S*it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;So, here's the short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My plan to stay up tonight might just cancel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Obviously, I'm not doing that on purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*Come on! I am a man of promise* Wink2! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yeah, put all the blames on that bloody cup of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;S*it! I didn't know coffee just makes me to think less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Or probably not to produce any thoughts at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Even though, a friend of mine disagreed about it when I posted up on FB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Don't blame the coffee for not producing any thoughts,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, I still feel that that coffee tu yg bersalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Like seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To stay up at night, don't substitute the energy drink with the coffee. No good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6979520269620149138?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6979520269620149138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6979520269620149138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6979520269620149138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6979520269620149138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/08/sit.html' title='S*it!'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1538637927840289910</id><published>2010-08-06T23:20:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:09:19.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'>M-Fest 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFwQ0aCZ6tI/AAAAAAAAANs/3n0iSI7i6Ko/s1600/IMG_5392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFwQ0aCZ6tI/AAAAAAAAANs/3n0iSI7i6Ko/s400/IMG_5392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502291337268554450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Allhamdulilah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;M-fest is just over. One of the big events that I involved and got myself to lead, which I guess, went pretty good and probably 'happening' in a history of my life. Even though, there were numbers of unexpected hiccups which did happen here and there during the event. However, I believe that we (The committees and I) managed to encounter and solve all the issues clinically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yeepii! We finally made the plan (of cohort 4 and 5)  to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;All the hard works paid off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Big crowds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lecturers happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Foods 'laku'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lotsa big smiles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Those are more than enough to make me to feel happy satisfied. Nothing could I say other than thank you very much to all the committees, my beloved people who worked really hard to make this big event a successful one. You guys are rox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1538637927840289910?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1538637927840289910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1538637927840289910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1538637927840289910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1538637927840289910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/08/m-fest-2010.html' title='M-Fest 2010'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFwQ0aCZ6tI/AAAAAAAAANs/3n0iSI7i6Ko/s72-c/IMG_5392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5104768883201817615</id><published>2010-08-03T12:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:25:39.426+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Suratan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dibuang begitu sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Diambil jika perlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dipilih jika tiada pilihan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mungkin begitu suratan takdirku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Aku redha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Itu yang pasti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Redha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5104768883201817615?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5104768883201817615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5104768883201817615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5104768883201817615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5104768883201817615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/08/suratan.html' title='Suratan.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8430253478334731406</id><published>2010-07-29T23:17:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:53:14.940+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Where the 'us' have been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFGGyI9zDOI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHCkp_Lxd7w/s1600/n1180543316_398832_3218321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFGGyI9zDOI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHCkp_Lxd7w/s400/n1180543316_398832_3218321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499324815954349282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it feels so yesterday,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;or maybe few hours ago,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;when we met and sat beside each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the bench, I talked to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;looking at the moon, finding the stars and talking about the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I felt so valued. You gave me with your very best and precious smiles,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;teasing me with your lame jokes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that makes me to feel so special even though I am not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holding a cup of coffee, listening, giggling,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you nodded your head for every single of my word,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;even though you know, I was just crapping of something.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But, you didnt know, I felt so valued.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it seems to be different.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No more giggling, no more listening.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe the bench that we used to sit together,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is no longer there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The stars that we used to find, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;have started to appear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The moon that we used to stare,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;have been covered by the black clouds.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No more coffee, no more smiles,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no more 'us'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no more 'we'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8430253478334731406?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8430253478334731406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8430253478334731406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8430253478334731406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8430253478334731406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-us-have-been.html' title='Where the &apos;us&apos; have been?'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TFGGyI9zDOI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHCkp_Lxd7w/s72-c/n1180543316_398832_3218321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6651451086867748775</id><published>2010-07-27T11:08:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:34:26.581+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New passion. (50mm)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zzaAeHNI/AAAAAAAAANU/wlM3N1u4pRs/s1600/IMG_5244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zzaAeHNI/AAAAAAAAANU/wlM3N1u4pRs/s400/IMG_5244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498389153313594578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zytYLKAI/AAAAAAAAANM/1M2oOegkGQs/s1600/IMG_5182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zytYLKAI/AAAAAAAAANM/1M2oOegkGQs/s400/IMG_5182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498389141333420034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zyAH6whI/AAAAAAAAANE/dblSFYbExzI/s1600/IMG_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zyAH6whI/AAAAAAAAANE/dblSFYbExzI/s400/IMG_5178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498389129185640978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ydrVgizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-8rf2ntfpAQ/s1600/IMG_5241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ydrVgizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-8rf2ntfpAQ/s400/IMG_5241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498387680496487218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ydddx-AI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7iwnpiwwwYg/s1600/IMG_5226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ydddx-AI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7iwnpiwwwYg/s400/IMG_5226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498387676773087234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ycgV1WAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iiOIw15vZ90/s1600/IMG_5106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ycgV1WAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iiOIw15vZ90/s400/IMG_5106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498387660365191170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ycRwys-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/0nquQzEZogI/s1600/IMG_5105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4ycRwys-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/0nquQzEZogI/s400/IMG_5105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498387656451732450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4yb239pHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/clM-Rnxb1cE/s1600/IMG_5104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4yb239pHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/clM-Rnxb1cE/s400/IMG_5104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498387649234052210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4xxfMxKYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/WV68ym1hQcY/s1600/IMG_5073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4xxfMxKYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/WV68ym1hQcY/s400/IMG_5073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498386921324358018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4xxPmJm4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UdYxVZ3K2Z0/s1600/IMG_5011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4xxPmJm4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UdYxVZ3K2Z0/s400/IMG_5011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498386917135850370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p.s: Dealing with pictures and camera has made me to forget my past. =')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6651451086867748775?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6651451086867748775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6651451086867748775' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6651451086867748775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6651451086867748775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='New passion. (50mm)'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/TE4zzaAeHNI/AAAAAAAAANU/wlM3N1u4pRs/s72-c/IMG_5244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-107733995363145634</id><published>2010-06-11T16:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:04:19.148+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>I need someone to guide me back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bagai jatuh ditimpa tangga"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proverb which I shall say describing me pretty well at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;A proverb which I have to agree illustrating every inch of depression that I am goin' through now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Well, it might not as bad as how I think, but, that's what I feel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic? Yes people! You are absolutely true.&lt;br /&gt;I could sense that I am significantly screwed up with number of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a big-time of sucky week.&lt;br /&gt;I had an unsatisfied assignment result which I considered as sucky.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;yes, I will probably face few upcoming sucky moments lagi lepas ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, things are not happy working on my way.&lt;br /&gt;I had lotsa disagreements with stuffs especially things that involve my emotion.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know and I dont' need to consolidate it. World does not revolve around us. A fact which I am completely aware about . I could not dictate every single of thing to do as I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not ask people to like me.&lt;br /&gt;I could not expect to win every match that I play in FIFA.&lt;br /&gt;I could not even ask my lecturer to give me A for every assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, can I just have something 'meaningful' that would make me to feel sort of&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, zam. It's fine. You are doing all right,"&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't matter. You are doing great, zam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have those feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have someone (which I used to have) to pat on my back and tell that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, at this point, I admit that I might sound a lil bit childish.&lt;br /&gt;A boy who still looks for his mum's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, honestly, I really feel helpless and somehow hopeless now.&lt;br /&gt;Plz, I need someone to guide me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-107733995363145634?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/107733995363145634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=107733995363145634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/107733995363145634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/107733995363145634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-need-someone-to-guide-me-back.html' title='I need someone to guide me back'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-798234175149873199</id><published>2010-06-09T23:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:40:46.327+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;People learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, how many of us could ensure that we really learn and look well after the process? Do we reach to the extent of reflecting for every single that happen in our chapter of life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: At this point of time, it might be something good to have somebody that I could talk with. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-798234175149873199?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/798234175149873199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=798234175149873199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/798234175149873199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/798234175149873199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/06/learn.html' title='Learn.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4702822087530483125</id><published>2010-04-27T10:51:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:12:52.925+10:00</updated><title type='text'>silence period.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;it has been a while or I shall say, very ages I didn't post anything here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Updates, current news, feelings. No, not any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have made less contacts with my blog and the others as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reason? Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps, it's just me do not feel inspiring to write anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, yeah, when the time comes, I'll be back to write again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4702822087530483125?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4702822087530483125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4702822087530483125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4702822087530483125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4702822087530483125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/04/silence-period.html' title='silence period.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1015534893643271030</id><published>2010-02-04T14:16:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:33:50.842+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>We live alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When you think that&lt;br /&gt;you are needed,&lt;br /&gt;actually you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel that&lt;br /&gt;you are strong enough to against and overcome things,&lt;br /&gt;actually you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you believe that&lt;br /&gt;you could stand as tall as you can,&lt;br /&gt;actually you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think that&lt;br /&gt;you could be part of them,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it'll just remain as a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone.  Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1015534893643271030?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1015534893643271030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1015534893643271030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1015534893643271030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1015534893643271030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-live-alone.html' title='We live alone.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5798872460787498621</id><published>2010-02-04T01:37:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T02:07:18.775+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>I learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As time passes by, I could not resist,&lt;br /&gt;life has given me so much of things which I believe,&lt;br /&gt;might be too tacit to be written in books.&lt;br /&gt;Covert and overt, from one to two,&lt;br /&gt;I learn a bundle of knowledge, moral values, humanistic sense&lt;br /&gt;which are hardly to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days after days,&lt;br /&gt;minutes after minutes.&lt;br /&gt;from reds to greens,&lt;br /&gt;from light to dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to respect the eldest regardless their societies boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to understand and appreciate people by looking at their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to sacrifice myself to redeem for others' happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to distinguish between hopes, dreams and moments.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to put more smiles on face even though I might hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to shed the tears and hide my feelings deep into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to judge and evaluate things from a huge array of perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;I learn better to use the curse words in appropriate way and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list might go on and on as how the time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I might choose to stop learning,&lt;br /&gt;yet the minutes are still ticking,&lt;br /&gt;yet the days are definitely still passing.&lt;br /&gt;That shows life must go on no matter how mess it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Life is too short, so go harder'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5798872460787498621?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5798872460787498621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5798872460787498621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5798872460787498621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5798872460787498621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-learn.html' title='I learn.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-424366651212635625</id><published>2010-01-29T20:36:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:55:44.457+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Presenting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My new fav. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S2K-WpXExWI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3_iQqBjhYs/s1600-h/3b3c60e461d198f7f2325eccbbc916aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S2K-WpXExWI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3_iQqBjhYs/s400/3b3c60e461d198f7f2325eccbbc916aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432113396831274338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;" class="watchdetail"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;" class="watchdetail"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;" class="watchdetail"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAG Heuer Grand Carrera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Calibre 17RS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S2K72lWDI4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/n8SeBIz7wpI/s1600-h/corum-admirals-cup-challenge-48-black-flag-watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S2K72lWDI4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/n8SeBIz7wpI/s400/corum-admirals-cup-challenge-48-black-flag-watch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432110646974161794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CORUM ADMIRAL CUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Finally, they are in my collection&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-424366651212635625?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/424366651212635625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=424366651212635625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/424366651212635625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/424366651212635625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S2K-WpXExWI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3_iQqBjhYs/s72-c/3b3c60e461d198f7f2325eccbbc916aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-694314510893444861</id><published>2010-01-25T22:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T01:01:28.746+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>My fav</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S12Ijp8uKeI/AAAAAAAAALA/MYraSakFAzc/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S12Ijp8uKeI/AAAAAAAAALA/MYraSakFAzc/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430646871816022498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What makes me to remind at her a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, if I happened to ask her, this little girl would be definitely using the same answer for every her taken meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Sibuk je,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: She just makes me to sound so 'kepochi'! sigh. Still, I miss her badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-694314510893444861?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/694314510893444861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=694314510893444861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/694314510893444861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/694314510893444861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-fav.html' title='My fav'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S12Ijp8uKeI/AAAAAAAAALA/MYraSakFAzc/s72-c/IMG_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1426201592497807455</id><published>2010-01-21T16:14:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:42:47.062+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>22.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1fxcqaDq-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EtdOhfrhSD0/s1600-h/12256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1fxcqaDq-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EtdOhfrhSD0/s400/12256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429073350540635106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday, Zam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May all the blessings of Him would remain on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May all the dreams and your wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May all the happiness come to meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May you stand tall in overcoming and walking through things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember, being a 22-year-old-man might not be easy though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: As I'm writing this, up here in my mind, I have a random thought to get a small cake for myself. But, a cake with no people around might be meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; So, I choose to just rot at the coffee shop instead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Coffee, please.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1426201592497807455?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1426201592497807455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1426201592497807455' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1426201592497807455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1426201592497807455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/22.html' title='22.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1fxcqaDq-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EtdOhfrhSD0/s72-c/12256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6512016471028681604</id><published>2010-01-20T20:57:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:44:32.871+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A Sacrificer (with capital 'S')</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1bdG1fq0NI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PC8nlJNNIvI/s1600-h/LoveLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1bdG1fq0NI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PC8nlJNNIvI/s400/LoveLove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428769510350573778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, here is the story. I have been watching and randomly reading quite a number of romantic stuffs lately. Short stories, poems, movies and so on. I know, this is a way too bizarre and 'jiwa-jiwa' to be done by me. But, I couldn't resist that romantic stuffs are absolutely cool things to be immersed at times. It s calming and somehow, it helps to sooth me down. Ergo, my cognition has made a sweet deal to join heart this time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, based on my recent activities, I came to a conclusion where there are always three main characters that involved in any plot of love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Perhaps, this might apply in real life too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) A man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; - This is a most vital character in any typical form of love story. (Unless, the story is based on the lesbo couples). Considering to be as always a lucky one, this 'A man' usually will end with a 'happily ever after with his loved partner. Should be a hunk, a hunk and always a hunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sound good huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) A woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; - Well, another character which seems to complete another half of typical love story. A woman or romantically term is called as (?) *Darn! I lost the word* is being created to establish the sense of hatred or love in the story. As everyone knows, this character is always the one that going to attach to her lucky man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3) A Sacrificer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; - A Sacrificer (with capital 'S') is always depicted as a lame and pathetic romeo. The presence of him is not recognized or even being addressed by everyone but he is always there throughout the whole love story. And, why did I call him as a pathetic one? Simple! 'A Sacrificer' is always there to enlighten 'a woman' that he lovely adores, but being left when he is no longer needed by his 'a woman'.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Kahlil Gibran- The broken wings.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s: I'm seeing more things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6512016471028681604?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6512016471028681604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6512016471028681604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6512016471028681604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6512016471028681604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/sacrificer-with-capital-s.html' title='A Sacrificer (with capital &apos;S&apos;)'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/S1bdG1fq0NI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PC8nlJNNIvI/s72-c/LoveLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6737057622334075602</id><published>2010-01-09T15:31:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:36:33.634+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Misconstrue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I never deny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;substitutions always could play a big role in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It might reach to an extent where we have to keep the tears behind our smiles just to please the others.&lt;br /&gt;Tears=Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is a way too painful to cope with, huh?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No one might want to know about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: It hurts when people simply misconstrue you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6737057622334075602?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6737057622334075602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6737057622334075602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6737057622334075602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6737057622334075602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/misconstrue.html' title='Misconstrue'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-5655925303273573472</id><published>2010-01-06T16:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:55:58.279+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Informal but not infernal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*short, spontaneous and random update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unusual, dull and wordless seem to match me lately.&lt;br /&gt;Too many disagreements occur.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, solution is not found.&lt;br /&gt;Damn me!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, instead of rotting at home with no usual noises that I always do.&lt;br /&gt;(or mum will get worried later, and keep asking me)&lt;br /&gt;So, I told her that I'll be going out and chillax somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;*Well, I used a reason to find a proper internet connection and meet few mates*&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be reluctant at the end beginning and keep asking with thousands ques.&lt;br /&gt;*Obviously, it's a way too  bizarre when suddenly, I wanted to meet friends in the morning*&lt;br /&gt;That was rare and random.&lt;br /&gt;But, finally, I manage to end up here in Mcd.&lt;br /&gt;Rotting alone with a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not too many people.&lt;br /&gt;But, still, it is fucking bising.&lt;br /&gt;*Malaysians. I whispered*&lt;br /&gt;When I was hoping a pleasant and calming surrounding,&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck. It's not there.&lt;br /&gt;But, still, I love the music that they play. I love their laughter too. Soothing..&lt;br /&gt;At least, there is a remedy that please me.&lt;br /&gt;At least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.15pm, Mcd.&lt;br /&gt;Informal but not infernal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s: I just realize that I have been using too much of 'random' words lately.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s: I left all my phones too and I miss the banana pie. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-5655925303273573472?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/5655925303273573472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=5655925303273573472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5655925303273573472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/5655925303273573472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/informal-but-not-infernal.html' title='Informal but not infernal.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4476398464032404347</id><published>2010-01-03T13:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:09:30.334+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm seeing too many things now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: It's always me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4476398464032404347?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4476398464032404347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4476398464032404347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4476398464032404347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4476398464032404347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-473134350440488485</id><published>2010-01-01T16:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:13:18.702+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm f***ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rasa sgt marah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiba2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-473134350440488485?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/473134350440488485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=473134350440488485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/473134350440488485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/473134350440488485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-8608749426997264042</id><published>2009-12-25T10:49:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:26:09.930+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>Certainly, a call for an oblivious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Too many things happened lately. Too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yet, I'm not stronger as how I supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Hurm, questions of 'Why' seem to be rhetorical lately.&lt;br /&gt;With no definite answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"You are a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strong-hearted&lt;/span&gt; guy. But, perhaps, this time, it might involve too many factors,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel too oblivious at the moment. Merely a nitwit but a mess, to be precised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I could feel that I am losing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moxie&lt;/span&gt;. I am losing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wise thoughts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Running, ditching and waving me behind. Alas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am trying to walk with all the moments that I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whenever I fall, I keep trying to stand back.&lt;br /&gt;As tall as proud I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yet, I'm not stronger as how I supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I keep persuading my heart that everything is all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I keep putting more smiles on a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, trying to look as a happy guy when you are not is certainly not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know and I'm well precised about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Happiness is too short for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-8608749426997264042?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/8608749426997264042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=8608749426997264042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8608749426997264042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/8608749426997264042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-easy_25.html' title='Certainly, a call for an oblivious.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1055351974910275668</id><published>2009-12-22T10:24:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:27:30.162+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I am pathetic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Sometimes, I could feel that I am a very lucky person to be as how I am now. Having a solid upbringing from a totally responsible family which definitely makes me to feel good and even better  for not being a person who will '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fuck you harder if you fucked me hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'. At the same time, I am not saying that I am a person yang selalu boleh sabar. But, I just find that it is really pointless for being one. And If I urged to do so, I guess, I might have no concrete reason to put in my argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. However, along the way in making of being a good one, I know, when I am trying to behave well to people, numbers of them might take me just for granted. Play around, get wicked and when they get a real shot, they will push you from back. Well, I am not trying to complain or even to say bad about you.  But, please, give no shit to 'accepting people as how they are' if you never know the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; connotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;denotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; meaning of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. I know, I am not a COOL dude (as how you define). I am not a charming and good-looking person as how you see the others. I'm well understand with that and I ain't people to tell me. But, hell no,  that doesn't mean you could call me with with those inappropriate words, heartless describe me as something disgusting and other fucking shits. I never care to come and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'harass'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you, why should you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. I am not an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;arsehole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; who always bark at people. I am not nurtured to be that way. But, God is the most just and he knows better than the others of what his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; should deserve for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; We are not meant to be in this world forever. Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1055351974910275668?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1055351974910275668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1055351974910275668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1055351974910275668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1055351974910275668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-pathetic.html' title='I am pathetic.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2073146953384976980</id><published>2009-12-21T12:41:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:26:10.164+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>My boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/Sy8cEqgE6CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/j6gzXXGDPd4/s1600-h/2918_66351679468_708279468_1492235_6686475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/Sy8cEqgE6CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/j6gzXXGDPd4/s400/2918_66351679468_708279468_1492235_6686475_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417579743203878946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Technically, I have another 3 more days to spend in Brisbane b4 I  head back to Malaysia. It is supposed to be excited but hell no, I don't exactly feel so. Yeah, I do miss my family in Malaysia and I really want to meet a bunch of my close mates over there.  But somehow, the feeling is just not there. I feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somber&lt;/span&gt; or to be precised, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unhappy&lt;/span&gt; to leave Brisbane (As if I'm going back to Malaysia for good). It is ridonculous and I could sense that I'm gonna miss Brisbane dearly alot (I have to admit that I have this feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rasa xsedap hati yang amat sangat&lt;/span&gt; for this homecoming). And it is so TRUE, I become so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; and a lil bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt; lately. I have been thinking quite alot and not to forget imagining my days in next year with no Pavi around. Alas, Denish will be in different house too. That's more even worst when you use to stick together and suddenly end up with pieces. Hurm. It's a way too sad to think about and no one knows how it screws me a lot. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Few days back, when I told a friend of mine that I have my boys in my priorities list, I really meant it for every single of my word. I seem to be an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arsehole and sicko&lt;/span&gt; sometimes, but they might never know how worth they are to me. No one can  expect and doubt of my willingness to sacrifice my happiness, my joys and even myself for them. For me, it's not totally something moron to be done  pun by giving all the things that I have but having a best relationship with precious people is something priceless, man.  What more, when you are just the only child in your family. You care and  tend to put more attention on things that you never have a chance to have. Seriously. It doesn't matter how certain of them could be bisa at times and  playful too but as long as you are sincere at  understanding and placing the priorities appropriately in a friendship, that should be enough, blokes. That's how we get together and also, that's how we strengthen our bonding with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Next year, as uni is going to begin, no one can deny that things will be slightly changed. When some of us are no longer together as we used to have, trust me, certain changes will definitely happen. Don't give a shit to "Distance makes heart grow fonder,". It's never true and the reason people create that line is solely  for the sake of trying to sooth people who are in that case. But, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much that I could say here. I just hope that we can remain together as how we use to do, we can still blow the same trumpet as how we use to talk and we can still get to each other if we needed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then and thanx alot for everything, boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2073146953384976980?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2073146953384976980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2073146953384976980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2073146953384976980'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update you soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry for leaving you too long.&lt;br /&gt;Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-9183276822395721632?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/9183276822395721632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=9183276822395721632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/9183276822395721632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/9183276822395721632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/12/soon.html' title='Soon.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-2553682546427002279</id><published>2009-11-13T23:44:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:52:59.630+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>For some reason, I can't explain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel to write at least something tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, my mind is too blur and soggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything seems to be not really right.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I'm just not OK as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I could feel the sense of uneasiness in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While my eyes keep blinking with lotsa of sorrows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my lips whisper the undefined feelings to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow, I feel that I'm so hurtful, somber, dull...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;which happen due to no reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: Yesterday, when I told a friend of mine, life gets tougher from day to day, I really mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-2553682546427002279?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/2553682546427002279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=2553682546427002279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2553682546427002279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/2553682546427002279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-some-reason-i-can-explain.html' title='For some reason, I can&apos;t explain.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-6053237278293595600</id><published>2009-11-12T10:30:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:06:26.113+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Somewere over the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Way up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And the dreams that you dream of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Once in a Lullaby I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Somewere over the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Bluebirds fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And the dreams that you dream of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dreams realy do come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ohhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Some day I wish upon a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And wake up where the clouds are far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Behind...Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; High above the Chimney tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Thats where..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You'll find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Bluebirds fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And the dreams that you dare to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dreams realy do come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ohhh yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: I keep playing the same song since the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-6053237278293595600?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/6053237278293595600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=6053237278293595600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6053237278293595600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/6053237278293595600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/11/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3117301842253993247</id><published>2009-11-06T23:39:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:33:04.878+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>I'm so sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so sorry, ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't mean to get your night tougher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, u were so exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and I could see it with no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, seriously, I could bet on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It was really unintentionally done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You came to ask me when I was a bit 'mamai'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and I answered you with no thoughts at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You left the bus and as well as the guilty in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My profoundest apology to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This bus is going to roma street&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3117301842253993247?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3117301842253993247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3117301842253993247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3117301842253993247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3117301842253993247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-so-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-3248794974104717392</id><published>2009-11-04T06:49:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:14:04.125+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>random thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for being a person who might  make a generalization&lt;br /&gt;to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I always believe that,&lt;br /&gt;certain people might find that it is not an easy task for them&lt;br /&gt;to fake the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;To deny their anger.&lt;br /&gt;To put aside their jealously.&lt;br /&gt;To keep the tears behind their smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Really. And it's more even worst when people start to have this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;syndrome called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Skeptical-ism&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Which, perhaps, at the end, would 'kill' anybody in a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-3248794974104717392?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/3248794974104717392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=3248794974104717392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3248794974104717392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/3248794974104717392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thought.html' title='random thought.'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-4899776542736040250</id><published>2009-11-01T10:08:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:43:03.877+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M B&apos;down'/><title type='text'>That's not pathetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c0b2d75fe987fc8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c0b2d75fe987fc8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330225095%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A979B5F7DC4348C6C227B43A31FCDF9FE5B1C98.42F79E30FF6E58E2247C32D41C0CAFEB29331BDA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c0b2d75fe987fc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjCX4sEXY9vvsZlCLFLnRp1LuNnY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c0b2d75fe987fc8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330225095%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A979B5F7DC4348C6C227B43A31FCDF9FE5B1C98.42F79E30FF6E58E2247C32D41C0CAFEB29331BDA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c0b2d75fe987fc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjCX4sEXY9vvsZlCLFLnRp1LuNnY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When it comes to music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everyone might call me an old-school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, I don't really mind about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As a listener who has a strong passion in music,&lt;br /&gt;I choose the songs which I think would only pleasure me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And this one song has been my all-time favourite since I was 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Huh! It's kinda weird for a 6-year old boy to listen to this type of songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whenever I feel that I'm alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll immediately switch on this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's soothing, entertaining,&lt;br /&gt;and definitely accompanying me along the sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-4899776542736040250?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/4899776542736040250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=4899776542736040250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4899776542736040250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/4899776542736040250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/11/thats-not-pathetic.html' title='That&apos;s not pathetic'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3328873237605333796.post-1689908722022016964</id><published>2009-10-27T09:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:20:55.302+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the eyes of him'/><title type='text'>Brotherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; this is what we called brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When he knows that you might be upsetting or depressing with something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; he'll definitely come to ask you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Even though, you are far away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "You're all right, man?,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Yeah. Why?,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I said. (Denying the himself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "You seems to be.... Nah, forget it,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, he leaves with a big question mark on his face. Seem not to be satisfied with the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; In the next few minutes, he comes again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Asking for a same question. But, this time with a different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Are you sure, man?,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   "Yes, I am," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   "I don't really think so,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Now is thinking hard of something how to cover up himself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Nah, I'm just tired. Don't worry, man,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes, it really makes me to ponder, looking at the scenarios of brothers or sisters are fighting each other. Don't you think it's a blessing if you could have people like 'abang' or 'adik' to be around us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3328873237605333796-1689908722022016964?l=thezam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/feeds/1689908722022016964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3328873237605333796&amp;postID=1689908722022016964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1689908722022016964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3328873237605333796/posts/default/1689908722022016964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thezam.blogspot.com/2009/10/brotherhood.html' title='Brotherhood'/><author><name>The Z A M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13899995815776505011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfi-mle-h0c/SvtgCTvQwgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/41zsm8BrX2w/S220/DSC07848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
