<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003</id><updated>2011-09-07T17:12:57.665+08:00</updated><category term='amback'/><title type='text'>My own little mecca.</title><subtitle type='html'>i pass gas every now &amp;amp; then.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1235720090244383211</id><published>2011-08-30T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T02:33:11.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxrMTSgzUxc/TlvbYRWvbzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/s-hjbpmne7M/s1600/stellar-nebula-cone-nebula-stars-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxrMTSgzUxc/TlvbYRWvbzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/s-hjbpmne7M/s200/stellar-nebula-cone-nebula-stars-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347767861178162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 things to tell today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The month of Ramadhan is done and Syawal came so it is time for all those joyous food galore that i've missed for the past 2 years. anyway, i've posted my Raya message here at &lt;a href="http://www.weareusedtape.com/raya.html"&gt;http://www.weareusedtape.com&lt;/a&gt; so do check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When i was taking out my money from the bank this afternoon, a Singh came up to me and just approached and said "you're gonna be a lucky and happy man." suddenly out of the blue came this man. at first i actually thought he was a salesman or any kind of the illegal shit that's been going around but instead, he just said, "you'll be happy next year and have a lot of money. i can see it in your face that you'll be happy, but now you're not". i stopped. shocked. suprised. he did caught me there, so after all those words he then tells me he's a holy man who studies hororscopes. he asked me to sit down with him and let him tell me my future. i reluctantly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made me promise not to tell anyone what he told me, but i do have to mentioned this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes all my future on this piece of paper where i wrote down my name. He then wrote somethin in the other paper and put this paper into my palm and closed my hand. He then said something about my future and after 5 minutes, he then asked me " whats your favourite color?". i told him blue. He then wrote down this numbers 1 2 3 4 5 and asked me to pick this numbers. i chose 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then told me something about the blue colour that unfortunately i didnt remember what it was and the number 3 is my children that ill have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me to open the piece of paper that i was holding. i opened it and it wrote " BLUE, LOVE - 3 " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if he had psychic powers or anythin, but after that, whatever he told me, i believed him. i HOPE what he tells me is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as all this remains a hocus pocus and that i had to pay him money, and quite a lot (i kinda thought it was a bit of a scam) but i pray to God that whatever he told me was true and i do want the things he mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's what we all need, a fortune teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnight and have a good raya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-1235720090244383211?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1235720090244383211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1235720090244383211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1235720090244383211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1235720090244383211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/08/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!!'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxrMTSgzUxc/TlvbYRWvbzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/s-hjbpmne7M/s72-c/stellar-nebula-cone-nebula-stars-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7756423076084704728</id><published>2011-07-02T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T13:34:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note</title><content type='html'>i do not regret for what's in the past for the past made me who i am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7756423076084704728?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7756423076084704728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7756423076084704728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7756423076084704728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7756423076084704728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/07/note.html' title='note'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8005703587495575929</id><published>2011-06-27T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T13:10:32.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500 days of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0ytMm3HrkE/TggQwWYuOcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1iSYRPqchgw/s1600/500-days-of-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5045159"&gt;latifrizal baharein&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-2431959183672059260?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2431959183672059260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2431959183672059260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2431959183672059260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2431959183672059260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/06/video-blog-02.html' title='Video Blog 02'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-64144640935038387</id><published>2011-06-09T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:42:08.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whenever i feel unhappy...</title><content type='html'>....i watch your video messages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-64144640935038387?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/64144640935038387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=64144640935038387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/64144640935038387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/64144640935038387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/06/whenever-i-feel-unhappy.html' title='whenever i feel unhappy...'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6040260013354554845</id><published>2011-06-04T13:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:05:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth.</title><content type='html'>people might think that i'm ok,...when i'm actually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, depress is an understatement. always keeping my sanity in check. only words of "keep your heart close to the ground" from the song soldier on, pulls me back into reality. i understand, life is hard and you just have to suck it in, but let me tell u in a little secret about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have an impossible mother who always talk bad about you every single fukin time. Its miserable. To even try to make her understand what she had done, is just pointless. i've already come to terms accepting that she is just going to be that way. i'm not just exaggerating when i say, it's fuct up with some of the things she say. now i know why i get too defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Going through this break up. It's gut wrenching just enduring another break up. I've been good, i've been loyal, i've cared. It hurts coz we were HAPPY. I saw her sleep every morning after work. I make the bed after we sleep in it. I kiss her forehead every morning. fuck me. fuck ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant accept the fact that after all the torrid things after the break up that she did, i still love her and i miss her so fukin much. Missing her was the only thing i did. After wanting to be reunited after 3 months apart, IT's UNFAIR, and where the fuck is the justice of all the GOOD? Seeing you huggin someone that night after u told me u have ur boundaries, is still a picture in my innocent head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 most important people in my life, just couldnt care less and if im gone, i dont think they'd even care. somehow it seems that, theres a missing dagger in my heart stabbing me slowly. I'm falling into pieces, and here i am, alone in my room, saying this all to u, that i was happy once! and that was when im with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only God listens, &lt;br /&gt;i'd only wish for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that all of this is a nightmare and i'd wake up with u beside me. i'd make it up, i'll still give u morning kisses, hugga u every night, keep u warm, hold u tight. i'd make it so clear to u, that ur the only person in my life, the only love i want to have and make u feel ur the most important person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, Please just take me away, for this is how i feel. I'm down, depressed, and i tried to be happy, but no. The word "things happen for a reason" is like a vaguely interpretation of "im saying this just to make u feel better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really just want to pack, leave, somewhere no one knows where i'd be. but i have my obligations to my partners, and my promise to make it happen. I just wished someone would notice, and talk to me about my problems, cause i know, i'd just breakdown and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6040260013354554845?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6040260013354554845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6040260013354554845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6040260013354554845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6040260013354554845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/06/truth.html' title='The truth.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8396409216111456612</id><published>2011-06-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T19:41:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhale</title><content type='html'>there's a very thin line between sanity and insanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-8396409216111456612?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3131452215716737726</id><published>2011-06-03T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:03:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time shall pass.</title><content type='html'>lettin go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye my dear. i dont know why this is happening to us. i dont want to keep chasing pavements, fly around in circles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u. be strong latif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-3131452215716737726?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3131452215716737726/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7060983274382415950</id><published>2011-05-31T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:31:04.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Blog 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24451672?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/24451672"&gt;31-05-2011&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5045159"&gt;latifrizal baharein&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7060983274382415950?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8100159709289471516</id><published>2011-05-27T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:22:42.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty</title><content type='html'>and that hurt even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-8100159709289471516?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8100159709289471516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8100159709289471516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Even if someone tries to cause you any hurt, stay firm in your belief and remember that no one can cause you any pain if Allah does not desire it for you. “And if Allah touches you with hurt, there is none who can remove it but He; and if He intends any good for you, there is none who can keep back His support; He brings it to whom He pleases of His servants; And He is the Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful." - Surah Yunus; 10:107&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6133022092093503093?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6133022092093503093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6133022092093503093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8337615283996284039</id><published>2011-04-15T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:21:43.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had to do it</title><content type='html'>i know it wasnt the ideal time, or place. i understood the consequences of jumping to that conclusion. i understand what if it didntt go my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. i have no excuse. i wasnt calm enough. maybe if it wasnt sudden, itd be different. but i didnt regret. i love u. it was hard to take. i hope u understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to love and never hold back. a key to happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-8337615283996284039?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8337615283996284039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8337615283996284039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8337615283996284039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8337615283996284039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-had-to-do-it.html' title='i had to do it'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3227181928467562195</id><published>2011-04-14T08:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:49:37.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"boarding EK409 to Kuala Lumpur."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os202NSm6D8/TaY92JtgQwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eqNQHF4sUfY/s1600/260210.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os202NSm6D8/TaY92JtgQwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eqNQHF4sUfY/s200/260210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595227587583427330" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os202NSm6D8/TaY92JtgQwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eqNQHF4sUfY/s1600/260210.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's funny when you like someone else, ended up being with the person you speak most too about the girl you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i never knew what i intend to become or who i'll end up being with but in the year 2010, i end up with someone who i thought was just another friend. i never knew i'd end up with her but soon found out that LOVE builds around LOVE. At this point you think 'This is it!". I never want 2010 to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i've learned to love her. she is a special person that i ended up knowing. she suprises me with her character and her blazing attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i havent been appreciative of her much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;if i had a time machine, i would go back to yours and not others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i want you to know that i didn't put you in the slightest area above the girl or any other person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You were Top of the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love overcomes Hate and i'd like to spread Love rather then hate coz i have non.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4687567395860890003-3227181928467562195?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3227181928467562195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3227181928467562195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5695129325280405360</id><published>2011-04-13T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:08:50.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nota.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When you hurt someone, it becomes permanent.&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/4687567395860890003-5695129325280405360?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5695129325280405360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5695129325280405360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5695129325280405360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5695129325280405360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/nota.html' title='nota.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5905846876477969501</id><published>2011-04-05T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:43:11.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Vicks is a topical ointment that gives a minty like soothing feel for your nose or chest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hate to say this now, but i miss you rubbing vicks and uruting my dahi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'm such a loser.&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/4687567395860890003-5905846876477969501?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5905846876477969501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5905846876477969501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5905846876477969501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5905846876477969501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/vicks.html' title='Vicks'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-9161603275249016903</id><published>2011-04-03T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:08:17.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To whom it may concern...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i believe that you have a path for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i believe everything you did was for the best for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;all this challenges that came to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;all the family ordeals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;all the people you made to love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the high and lows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;is for the better of me, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please give back the happiness that you've taken from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i deserve to be happy God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i deserve to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please give Sarah Zehan her righteous path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;As much as you've taken her away from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i pray to You that You bless her with happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Show her Your light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the best person at heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a true beauty within her outer beauty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please leave her my doa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and give her the happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the happiness she deserves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please show my family their true colors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please give them comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please unite us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please show us to the correct path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We have succumbed through to many balasan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and Please show us the true power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and give us peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You're the Almighty Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and i seek for forgiveness.&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/4687567395860890003-9161603275249016903?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/9161603275249016903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=9161603275249016903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9161603275249016903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9161603275249016903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To whom it may concern...'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1928730558025127336</id><published>2011-04-03T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:47:45.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its weird that some of my drafts aren't being published. i don't know what was i thinking not publishing them. some of them go way back to 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Overanalyzing my brain is a normal commodity nowadays for me. i tend to over think stuff and in the end come down to no outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;life should be simple. sea breeze, sea coconuts, rojak buah by the seaside, and lots of seafood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;have u ever realize that the world has become a complicated place to live in? Theres so much havoc and mediocrity, which i'm not giving a damn with. Too much complication that you cant even lead a simple life of sea coconuts and sea breeze. Maybe i'm in the wrong place. i should have been born in Greece.&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/4687567395860890003-1928730558025127336?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1928730558025127336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1928730558025127336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1928730558025127336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1928730558025127336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/drafts.html' title='drafts'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4410483408377951971</id><published>2011-04-03T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:12:03.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLe3FiRZRo/TZh_mcpR01I/AAAAAAAAAP0/_NkYV74g-ZA/s1600/Meaning.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLe3FiRZRo/TZh_mcpR01I/AAAAAAAAAP0/_NkYV74g-ZA/s200/Meaning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591359235881554770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLe3FiRZRo/TZh_mcpR01I/AAAAAAAAAP0/_NkYV74g-ZA/s1600/Meaning.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5 simple rules of happiness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. Free your heart of hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Free your mind from worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. Live simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Give more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Welcome back to me. it has been awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4687567395860890003-4410483408377951971?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4410483408377951971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=4410483408377951971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4410483408377951971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4410483408377951971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2011/04/peace.html' title='peace.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLe3FiRZRo/TZh_mcpR01I/AAAAAAAAAP0/_NkYV74g-ZA/s72-c/Meaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7174065894908232222</id><published>2010-10-09T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:29:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>I am doing well. As much as i know it, i'm graduating insyallah in another 2 weeks! haha. and life has been super, thanks to my 'other half'. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still the gullible me, the explorer me, the life searching me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7174065894908232222?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7174065894908232222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7174065894908232222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7174065894908232222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7174065894908232222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2010/10/overdue.html' title='overdue'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1741052794712676223</id><published>2010-09-04T11:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T11:25:49.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; monthly dosage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have too many things to think about. and i'm taking baby steps, to make my way back towards being myself again. im gettin there... i know i'm not as reliable... i sometimes can be dependant... i dont know. maybe its myself. i need to get up. live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;life is all about searching who you are. the truth why we are here. isnt that what we're seeking in our everyday lives? the TRUTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;on a diff note.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What is comfort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;warm clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;telling someone that it's gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;atm, i just have to ..believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDAk5XsI-JQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDAk5XsI-JQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-1741052794712676223?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1741052794712676223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1741052794712676223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1741052794712676223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1741052794712676223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2010/09/believe.html' title='believe'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3391453925513879730</id><published>2010-05-12T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:55:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In midst of redundant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/S-psbbIn8jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UguSDHbGfko/s1600/middle_finger_monkey-12508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/S-psbbIn8jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UguSDHbGfko/s200/middle_finger_monkey-12508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470303915791086130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/S-psbbIn8jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UguSDHbGfko/s1600/middle_finger_monkey-12508.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the 'Rangutans; agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;his may sound like a fuckin runt to my rut,..but on second thought? Hey! it actually is! Its been awhile since i vented anger, or inflict pain to anyone, but i seriously feel like punching someone. I'm angry, and suprisingly? not to myself. I'm good! its just sometimes people take you for granted and make you feel unappreciated. Thats why i'm good BY MYSELF. i need space within these people. i just cant stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;takpela... i think aku nak ckp dalam bahasa melayu lak pasal aku nak mencarut tahap kimak. . senang citer..aku dah tua.... umur mmg dah nak akhir 20han and aku tau aku hit 30 nanti aku nak balik msia nak party ngan member2 aku yg aku yang sejati. actually, bukan aku tak sedar pun selama nih.... AKU SAJA JE BUAT BODOH, BUAT MUKA SELENGE TAK TAU APA2.... but Ni skarang ni aku nak citer skit pasal budak2 puki mentah ingat nak berlagak mcm hero hindustan. Byk ada kat sekitar melgampang ni. Selama ni mmg aku rilek komplek. Pasal aku tau apa semua korang buat...been there done that bro.. tapi tak kesah pun.. bagi la korang buat, parti liar.. tapi yg PALING aku pantang korang budak2 kimak ni, nak amek kesempatan aku diam2 tak bersuara ko ingat ko boleh bersuaralak ngan aku mcm aku budak kecik! Jap...have a break, have a kit kat, aku tau la muka aku hensem skang mcm budak kecik, but for fukin ay mate, that aint gonna give ya the rights to SAY OR RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME! Malas lak aku nak berlapek... senang citer, aku taknak tgk muka kau and baik ko blah...sebelum aku sepak muka kau hantar ko balik msia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;yes.. this is how i feel right now. i dont care bapak ko menteri ke, sultan ke... sometimes this kids needs to learn some respect. aku pedulik apa bapak ko ada duit 50 juta, ko tunggu nanti ko dah keje hidup susah,ko carik duit sendiri..baru ko sedar susah senang hidup...tapi SUSAH LAK aku nak ckp..guna tolong mak bapak tak guna gak.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A care to respect on others is a non-selfish deed towards other beings, make it an animal or the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ayat ayat diatas dituju khas kepada budak2 yg terasa..... sapa yg makan cili, dia yg terasa pedas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sekian.&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/4687567395860890003-3391453925513879730?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3391453925513879730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3391453925513879730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3391453925513879730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3391453925513879730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='In midst of redundant.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/S-psbbIn8jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UguSDHbGfko/s72-c/middle_finger_monkey-12508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6198948884867797691</id><published>2010-03-22T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:14:41.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i tweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;yes. i tweet. lets all tweet together! -_- https://twitter.com/ipassgas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6198948884867797691?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1882869663705094859</id><published>2009-11-26T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:30:59.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo momma</title><content type='html'>yo momma's so fat...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when she farts, the wind's stuck on her butt cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-1882869663705094859?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1882869663705094859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1882869663705094859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1882869663705094859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1882869663705094859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-momma.html' title='yo momma'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2046602067987740897</id><published>2009-11-19T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:44:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"pretty picture"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Generally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;we are all just materialistic ppl who likes pretty thangs', beautiful things on the outside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We are so influenced by the outer "breasts" of how things in the world are nowadays... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but my question is...what bout the inside? what happen to inner beauty, the inner soul of one persons reflection? dont we all trust each other anymore? ..... is everyone full of shit that no one cares for ones man or girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I dont know how to explain this in a particular context, but although pretty cosmetics and beautiful features are just some of the things i look for in a girl, whats most important to me is that the inside.... the characteristics.... unique is the word. and to find someone thats just unique is hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;it just turns me on...weird girls.....pretty smiles...... big eyes...... corny laughs...... i dont know... i might be cliche but i look more on the inside more rather then the outside.... i like them mysterious, the way...how they talk... i dont know... those weirdness....qwerkyness and so on... I'm not saying i dont like pretty faces and long legs, hell, i think all those things are just bonuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but it made me think .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the inner side of a person is not that important anymore because everyones just a cosmetic ass that likes "pretty" in the world and live towards an infinity of fake shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;maybe i'm emo but this is something i like to take as ones note, that i just like someone thats unique.....and honest... coz i know honesty just turns me on.&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/4687567395860890003-2046602067987740897?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2046602067987740897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2046602067987740897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2046602067987740897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2046602067987740897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/11/pretty-picture.html' title='&quot;pretty picture&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2745794051283770062</id><published>2009-10-23T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:57:19.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just So You Know"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG1P-WJ-4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/yoKnbWaNLw0/s400/7123_191530685927_603890927_4250955_7892850_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395793114605157250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG09M30PDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/oJbIJ1lwq78/s1600-h/7123_191530750927_603890927_4250964_7795010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG09M30PDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/oJbIJ1lwq78/s200/7123_191530750927_603890927_4250964_7795010_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395792792086920242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG08-R0_5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/0Auy1EoDavU/s200/7123_191530745927_603890927_4250963_2038637_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395792788169490322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG09fceA2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oceawH_tp1k/s200/7123_191530795927_603890927_4250970_5828468_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395792797072491362" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG1iFNB3WI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x4QhS1YXFZY/s200/7123_191530670927_603890927_4250953_3938928_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395793425683570018" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG1irTAbyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kuXM1kU_OL4/s200/7123_191530845927_603890927_4250978_7778444_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395793435909189410" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG1iWErsDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JuApoIsTfi0/s200/7123_191530815927_603890927_4250972_1934272_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395793430211964978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so you know.... we have a band called "Just So You Know". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures were taken by Shura shunit! Thx shu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show was at The Precinct at Lt Lonsdale and Williams st. Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for comin down. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-2745794051283770062?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2745794051283770062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2745794051283770062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2745794051283770062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2745794051283770062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-so-you-know.html' title='&quot;Just So You Know&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SuG1P-WJ-4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/yoKnbWaNLw0/s72-c/7123_191530685927_603890927_4250955_7892850_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4385652791486541172</id><published>2009-10-16T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:19:25.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbs.</title><content type='html'>time flies like cherries on a cake...&lt;div&gt;when life is sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it flies like butterflies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in your mind and your daily lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like water streams through river....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life has been swell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exceptions should be put on the weather, it's killing me slowly.... i've been having this flammish flu for quite some time... but lets not take our nice lil article for today up to ruins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 months have passed... and final week is just around the corner. Deadlines are everywhere in my head..but im sure its something that should be peas on a plate for me...  honestly, its not. lol. i thought wrong. Uni life is a bit of an exaggerated  misconcept... u learn through learning...but during that learning experience, u actually learn more learning on your daily life basis. it's something i take pleasure in... learning life as u live and not just facts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life was facts and descriptions earlier ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw....theres not much difference life in the Aussie land and back home in KL.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the daily going out... your unoccasional drinkin.... "shisha'ing", .... yupe... just the same.. but it's a bit better here considering i can run naked on a field somewhere and get wasted just to piss on the neighbours. thats something i dont do everyday back in Malaysia. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but saying things ...... i'm starting to miss kl a bit. suprisingly.....most of them goes to family n friends.... i miss them freaking shisha at davies,..drink till u drop at ur RM5 per beer place..... the daily tomyam escapade at gerai, golfing, the imprompts in H2, ..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with the changes i heard back home....hahahah... i think it's starting to get a bit surreal with all events thats happening. big up H2! and diki...if you're reading this...shit man... i never thought u'd get married..... ITS ABOUT BLOODY TIME! congrats mate.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next pen in.... cheers matey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-4385652791486541172?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4385652791486541172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=4385652791486541172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4385652791486541172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4385652791486541172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/10/melbs.html' title='melbs.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7535292698243489213</id><published>2009-06-02T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:06:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"to be or not to be......i chose"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SiTMwQmw3uI/AAAAAAAAANw/ECNkVpmz8nw/s1600-h/cga0302l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SiTMwQmw3uI/AAAAAAAAANw/ECNkVpmz8nw/s320/cga0302l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342620187431591650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;rom a fictional character to a totally out of the norm, u can differentiate the characteristics of one person. to a certain point, life has its limits... to stop what ur doing, and do what ur supposed to do. Limitless to what we can achieve has no boundaries......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;to stock up from one place to another is not an easy job, but believe me, my motive is simply exceeding my own expectations.....yes im full of suprises. i can suprise ppl with "limitless" things that i could think of....but this is something i wanted to do,... for quite some time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;yes. ive been bitching a lot bout my own country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;yes. its been surreal but nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;no. im not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know to some people i might be doing things because of something.....or to be accurate, of' someone'...but i can tell u, in this case, i rest my judgement to God and forever be at peace with it. theres no term, on how to describe.....but yea, i know that as long as im happy,....i can make everyone else happy.&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/4687567395860890003-7535292698243489213?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7535292698243489213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7535292698243489213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7535292698243489213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7535292698243489213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-be-or-not-to-bei-chose.html' title='&quot;to be or not to be......i chose&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SiTMwQmw3uI/AAAAAAAAANw/ECNkVpmz8nw/s72-c/cga0302l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2616296167446923235</id><published>2009-05-20T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:18:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Death &amp; Taxes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eres something i came thru while searching for t-shirt materials on the net for my I PASS GAS, which btw is on course to its online debut. :) well, all i have to say is that, it's creative. hehehe.... i'd hire this girl anyday...anytime....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey!... Sex does sell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShQedI_ZHMI/AAAAAAAAANg/YAtSVdB1sYU/s1600-h/2655218248_982bcbed93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShQedI_ZHMI/AAAAAAAAANg/YAtSVdB1sYU/s320/2655218248_982bcbed93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924944319290562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShQekHNAZ3I/AAAAAAAAANo/Zg3R8Dzb7r0/s1600-h/2655219188_630a0c8729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShQekHNAZ3I/AAAAAAAAANo/Zg3R8Dzb7r0/s320/2655219188_630a0c8729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337925064098604914" 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/4687567395860890003-2616296167446923235?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2616296167446923235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2616296167446923235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2616296167446923235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2616296167446923235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/05/death-taxes.html' title='&quot;Death &amp; Taxes&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShQedI_ZHMI/AAAAAAAAANg/YAtSVdB1sYU/s72-c/2655218248_982bcbed93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7444618054946047613</id><published>2009-05-20T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:42:54.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gung-Ho"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShLvRj2dhuI/AAAAAAAAANY/kogM3kjdlVg/s1600-h/IMG_1273a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShLvRj2dhuI/AAAAAAAAANY/kogM3kjdlVg/s320/IMG_1273a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337591593347942114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gotta admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was talkin to my cousin during lunchtime, when suddenly, i questioned when i started to do things so daring, and straight forward, doing things without thinking..... i started to analyze where did i start. Ahhh... one of my colleagues. starting from this day, i started to do things more forward, without thinking...and i was doin things more bravely....i wanted to be more daring...not just wait n do stuff. I'm tired of analyzin shit,..talk about it and in the end not doing things.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i now know, why i did this things.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in a miserable state before....sad sad state....i was in a bad shape..... a very bad break up.... it was too traumatic to me that i stopped doin everything! LITERALLY! PHYSICALLY! yes.....it made me became a zombie in my own world.... this was the reason why i gung hoed everythin because one day...i've decided to stop all this! instead of rolling over n die at my own bed....ive decided to DO EVERYTHING that i wanted! BE MORE POSITIVE!....i started reading good books....for a positive thinking....did more sports...... and most of all... i was more daring towards girls....n it started with my colleague...although recently she's been nice to me...hmm i donno.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my point is......&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this Gung Ho thing that i've been doin?....it backfired....yes....it backfired bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i gung hoed to someone......that in the end..... end up liking.......that i really, really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say, but i know now that its too late. some stuff u learn through experiences, that change a whole perception.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....it changed me,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a better person...and i thank her for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7444618054946047613?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7444618054946047613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7444618054946047613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7444618054946047613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7444618054946047613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/05/gung-ho.html' title='&quot;Gung-Ho&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ShLvRj2dhuI/AAAAAAAAANY/kogM3kjdlVg/s72-c/IMG_1273a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2565343260894154565</id><published>2009-04-20T23:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:59:17.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"stolen ...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SfARuWah4VI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HuV138XVuDw/s1600-h/meowpassgas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SfARuWah4VI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HuV138XVuDw/s320/meowpassgas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327777847167803730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nt expect it to be like how it is right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but if i had to take one thing back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i would'nt have rushed things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i was wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;u are worth it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the thing is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i didnt expect that i'd feel like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i only thought that i'd give it a shot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but to some certain extend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;it became a bit weird....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;although i knew i felt somethin for u before i went "across",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but i was more trying to see if u'd give in....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i was wrong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my feelings are more stronger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;it became a bit weird missing you everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;thinkin u had fun, and im happy that u did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sigh...what a moron i am, to do those stupid things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sigh....n i thought i wouldnt feel a thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;...how can i be so wrong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;so wrong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'm sorry....that i jumped the boat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i didnt think before i did it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know i should've, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but babe....i didnt know a girl like u could make me be at a standstill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;u made my life go slow mo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;u make me happy, just thinkin that u smiled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;its hard to believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;so do i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but this is the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'm thinkin now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i dint regret doin the things that i did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i didnt regret tellin u the things that i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;coz some things shouldnt take forever to let it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;n lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know i didnt regret seein u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;coz if not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'd regret a lifetime not knowing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;if ur readin this babe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know ur 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/4687567395860890003-2565343260894154565?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SfARuWah4VI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HuV138XVuDw/s72-c/meowpassgas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3660131825454227907</id><published>2009-04-19T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:30:19.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A thought from ...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Seq254gfxYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mImsUsBF24w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270614856516994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Seq254gfxYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mImsUsBF24w/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ife passes so fast, till i found you..... Everything goes in slow motion."&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/4687567395860890003-3660131825454227907?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3660131825454227907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3660131825454227907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3660131825454227907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3660131825454227907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/04/thought-from.html' title='&quot;A thought from ....&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Seq254gfxYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mImsUsBF24w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3023821100569828524</id><published>2009-04-16T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:51:40.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sleepless night in H2"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SeYbYwZzwQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7ZXorbMtcj4/s1600-h/2406501671_708d54ee33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SeYbYwZzwQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7ZXorbMtcj4/s320/2406501671_708d54ee33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973721536151810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he gardens of daisies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;smells like the eden of eve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;mountain skies, zooms into my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;not even the slightest sombre, lookin at u smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;rose petals, red as your lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;light the candles, and we go back takin a sip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;while u lie down on my shoulder, takin a slight breather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'll take ur hand, n wipe those soft hair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;took off to jupiter, n came back again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;for u.&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/4687567395860890003-3023821100569828524?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3023821100569828524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3023821100569828524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3023821100569828524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3380908626586105848</id><published>2009-04-13T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:21:21.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"dreamin in my own waves."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SeLNVhf93nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A70bwkYF-X0/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SeLNVhf93nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A70bwkYF-X0/s320/stars.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324043479158742642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm seein a bright starlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;twinkle and sparkle,...like those midnight bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;u n me together, we would set drift afar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;get closer together,....while kissin under them shootin stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i take no joy, not bein myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sometimes i hinder, shy'ing away from my own trueself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but u gave me light, oh my dear true star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;can i be urs tonight,...and we'll go to the stars,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know im a better person then this shy guy in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sometimes i just dont know why, it really gets to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but when i see u, ....i can be my own self too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know ur it, thats why im almost fallin for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;im confessin my joy, my love, my dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and this is all i do, to get my hoots on u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;im all about love, not a cupid, but yes its all so true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i am a hopeless guy, ...but this im sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i keep fallin,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;....fallin for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4687567395860890003-3380908626586105848?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3380908626586105848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3380908626586105848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3380908626586105848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3380908626586105848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamin-in-my-own-waves.html' title='&quot;dreamin in my own waves.&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SeLNVhf93nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A70bwkYF-X0/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-9177437327612214777</id><published>2009-03-22T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:05:19.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"nothin less then ordinary."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ScX-Rr73gEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OoznX3mWFGQ/s1600-h/_MG_0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ScX-Rr73gEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OoznX3mWFGQ/s320/_MG_0374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315934514985795650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was catchin up with a friend recently...talkin about life n stuff.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;more importantly, we hit a brake note, when we came out to a topic where it hits us .....bout social life in kuala lumpur. For someone who thinks that its a bit of a drag nowadays in kl, which everywhere u go, u know the same people over n over again.....which is good...but sometimes, u just need to break from that cycle, and meet new people as life passes u on before u reach an age, where u get tired, and just be with ur wife and play golf every day....hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nowadays, its either u go to a club and mingle....or join a social club ( photography club, film club etc.)..... I'm a type of person, who doesnt like the same thing over n over again, so i tend to break that cycle sometimes, by doing things randomly.....like going for jakarta one weekend, or even go kayaking for that matter. My point is, i like to go somewhere, that makes me guessing, whats gonna happen next,....and be spontaneous bout things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm not saying i'm a guy who doesnt have his own plans........indeed i have some in my mind right now ;) ....its just that, to me now, life is all about adventuring, ...discover new things that's SO vast in this world, and its not just everything here in "tanah tumpah nye darahku". It's about how i accept the idea of exploring..... like this one time, when i was a kid, how i went out in the early mornings, and went to a jungle nearby my house (some say, theres a hut there or something)....although in the end, i found out that it was more of a secluded land, for future developements of houses......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my point is, life is a never ending fun.....filled with mysterious lanes that you can opt to choose, or not too. In the end, its up to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Later. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4687567395860890003-9177437327612214777?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/9177437327612214777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=9177437327612214777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9177437327612214777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9177437327612214777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothin-less-then-ordinary.html' title='&quot;nothin less then ordinary.&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/ScX-Rr73gEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OoznX3mWFGQ/s72-c/_MG_0374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8199377889279344832</id><published>2009-02-18T14:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:24:50.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Waving from the other side..and yes...i'm back."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SZu08nStWkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2DQpAkHt42Y/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SZu08nStWkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2DQpAkHt42Y/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031939591494210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ey you,....yes you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dont know how, I dont know why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the first time we met, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you made me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I adore you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that cuteness blurry self of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it made me smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;believe it when i say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cant wait, I cant stop, everytime I hear your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My heart throbs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I blushed &amp;amp; I smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey you,..yes you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know we just met, ...and thats ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me suprise you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Believe it or not,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shy away with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ive never shy away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not with anyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not like you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cant wait babe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;seeing you smile again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;holding you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kiss you and touching you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me make that dream,&lt;br /&gt;the dream of me and you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey you,....yes you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me kiss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me take you away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll touch that lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll kiss it ....&lt;br /&gt;at last,..&lt;br /&gt;it'll take you &amp;amp; me,&lt;br /&gt;away babe....&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/4687567395860890003-8199377889279344832?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8199377889279344832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8199377889279344832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8199377889279344832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8199377889279344832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2009/02/waving-from-other-side.html' title='&quot;Waving from the other side..and yes...i&apos;m back.&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/SZu08nStWkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2DQpAkHt42Y/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1322882041180309930</id><published>2008-03-20T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:35:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quote of meme."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/R-KDApGrzhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YZF4092gvRA/s1600-h/DSCN1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/R-KDApGrzhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YZF4092gvRA/s400/DSCN1719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179846568486620690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Its been awhile since i've put some of my thoughts in the virtua. Most of it people wont give a flying fuk....but who cares if i say, Life is a bitch... or Life is Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'm here to talk about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;What is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;is it something precious to you? Or is it Marriage? Is it a bond between 2 souls? or is it a relationship? Is it something your feelings play around with? or is love something that has got to do with trees? Is it something that you care about? or is it something that you dont give a flying f^ck about? Is it sadness? Is it pain? Is it something that you think it might last long? or is it just gonna take a short while? :)   Is it something unimaginable? is it visible or invinsible? Is love something that you can create? or isit something that God creates for you? Is it something imaculate? or is it heartbreaking? Is love Life? or is it death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've been sleeping for almost 3 hours every day trying to cure my sleepless nights to think, what LOVE is to me.... for some, i might have told to, that i might have fallen sick and nearly throwing up hokkien mee, but still ....WHO CARES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My life is a tragedy....to all the authors and publishers out there, take me as your story, and i can guarentee it might not be a flop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I have a love story who for some who may know, i have fallen for since my high school days. I love her so much and i've never stopped loving her. I think most of the people who knows me, they might know who she is. but all i ever did was dissapoint her. How can i correct this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Everytime i see her or i have the oppurtunity to talk to her, I need to be at my most perfect behaviour.......my tone, my feelings, my thoughts, i have to keep it to myself. Just because i've done mistakes , it doesnt mean i have to become inhuman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I sometimes wish that I could make every mistake in the world so i could learn what's wrong n whats right...but not many people get the chance to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;She also have hurt me in so many ways..... but do i forgive her? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'm not a nice guy either.....but im trying to be the nicest of them lot for her. but sometimes, I myself need to learn and tell myself that " dont you think that, that's enough already?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Eventually, my choice making decisions were not that good....and i chose to fight...but sometimes, fighting what you feel.... is funny enough, not the best option...hence no fairytale ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Do i wish for a fairytale? no. but you know, I was ready before to be a family man...and right now i'm already at that stage to be a family man. Im not stubborn to not go back and be a bachelor man and go to clubs and pick up chicks. no...heck i'm no george clooney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;but one thing i do know now is that, Fighting for something u believe in is no longer true. You've gone to the END to fight for something you believe in, but just maybe..... what i believe in now is something not worth believing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;who cares what i believe in... the one person who i love the most dont care anymore what i think and believe or should i say, if im alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Abaharein is my family name to some who might not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'll probably stop blogging for now. This is probably gonna be my last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-1322882041180309930?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1322882041180309930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1322882041180309930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1322882041180309930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1322882041180309930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2008/03/quote-of-meme.html' title='&quot;Quote of meme.&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/R-KDApGrzhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YZF4092gvRA/s72-c/DSCN1719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1889464468334181737</id><published>2008-02-18T00:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:24:46.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My rants of sadness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my dearest....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at our photos together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running tear drops, weeping to my shoulder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever so beautiful, ever so funny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As though an Angel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shining vividly towards me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt realize how happy we were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It keeps me smilling, tears of joy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing u, always had loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my dearest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're looking for something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something you're searching for, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that speaks the truth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you overlook things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the answers were always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and has been right infront of you my dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is..Maybe it will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my dearest,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pain is not important anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was blinded, deaf to my ears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt see what u were to me all this years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone who gave me life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a power to live,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;were always and will be you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dearest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my dearest,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;listen to me please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;listen carefully,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my pain and sadness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sick to my knees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living is not something im looking forward to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not without u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not without u my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will always be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you my dearest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one that shall be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever my love will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lan3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-1889464468334181737?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1889464468334181737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1889464468334181737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1889464468334181737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1889464468334181737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-rants-of-sadness.html' title='My rants of sadness.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4235181180125087553</id><published>2008-01-21T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:20:57.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ku sakit perut.</title><content type='html'>it feels so good to write things when ur free of everything....work, problems,... sitting here at 1pm on a stressfull monday just makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, im just having this weird sakit perut shit....since saturday my perut is like sakit tak sakit...sakit tak sakit kinda thing. but it made me want to write bout something ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu untuk seorang buat ku pening,&lt;br /&gt;rindu untuk kenang kenangan,&lt;br /&gt;rindu untuk keriangan,&lt;br /&gt;rindu untuk sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;rindu ni tak pelik, ia datang,&lt;br /&gt;sampai sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;ku pening, ia datang,&lt;br /&gt;ku sangsi, ia datang,&lt;br /&gt;ku penat, tiada siapa buat mu seorang,&lt;br /&gt;apa ertinya ini?&lt;br /&gt;penat ku bilang,&lt;br /&gt;penat ku katakan,&lt;br /&gt;setiap hari, setiap malam,&lt;br /&gt;hanya dia yg ku ingat, ....hanya seorang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-4235181180125087553?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4235181180125087553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5406066825050351861</id><published>2007-11-28T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:32:01.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the walk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter walking back home from work...which is far from freakin kg attap to my apartment.....i know one thing thats going through my mind.... I'm depressed and disheartened....... i told myself " i needed a walk", and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, but true. I'm in disarray in this freakin workplace...i cant think nor work...my creative mojo isnt coming to me...i need my muse....muse oh! muse. where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived at the dayabumi junction, i heard the Azan Isya'....i felt a bit relieved and told myself "lets go". So i went in...with my torn jeans. I know the rules....tak sah to pray if tak tutup my legs...but its more like intuative of my instincts to go n pray...and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching and searching, for the things that i've really lost inside me,........im sad...im depressed...and its totally gone in what i seek for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i dont know what else to think ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-5406066825050351861?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5406066825050351861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5406066825050351861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5406066825050351861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5406066825050351861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/11/walk.html' title='the walk..'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2464027861898738670</id><published>2007-11-27T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T15:27:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just feel like laughing.</title><content type='html'>hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-2464027861898738670?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2464027861898738670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2464027861898738670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2464027861898738670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2464027861898738670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-feel-like-laughing.html' title='i just feel like laughing.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-867466740604302724</id><published>2007-11-18T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:17:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.11.07</title><content type='html'>When i thought life would be any happier, the events that friday night was an eye opener. Khahlil invited us for a friday night out. Although i was a bit tired from work, i guess whats left for the weekend if u dont spend it "wisely". Khahlil was to pick me up because im tired of bringin the car, but then said he'll send me back later since he's already on the way to heritage and lets just meet there. So i called rahizal and we both headed there with ease. It was a fun night, met with new ppl and old ones. Drinks was on the table and everybody was having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 oclock, I was waiting for khahlil to send me back home, but he was having some "shitty" moments. I waited for an hour and he's still at it. They say "when the day grows brighter, its time for u to take a shower n sleep". So after waiting for him , i asked rahizal to send me home. We decided to go makan since everyone was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating, we received an sms saying "khahlil had an accident bro," and i was completely, blanked out. We called friends and asked what happen but most of them were a bit HIGH to understand whats going on, but mentioned that we're at the Universiti hospital. We head there straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived and straight away asked what happen n all. Khahlil had minor bruises on his face and was complaining of chest pains.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a passenger. He was half concious and cant even say anything. The passengers lip was cut into 2 and his teeth was left with the bottom ones. The head was wounded, and his body was weak as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who would've know that when a person is gone, it would take more then anything to comprehend, what u've been through. i for one say, life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an artist at living - my work of art is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was to wait for khahlil that day,.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-867466740604302724?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/867466740604302724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=867466740604302724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/867466740604302724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/867466740604302724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/11/101107.html' title='10.11.07'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6568777729003918424</id><published>2007-10-23T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T16:32:53.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puisi isiup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I'm gonna blog in bahasa since its a beautiful language.&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rx2cUSjgoLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/msJogmsoTjs/s1600-h/n731556118_489632_5460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rx2cUSjgoLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/msJogmsoTjs/s400/n731556118_489632_5460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124423823409586354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"setiap pagi, setiap petang, aku memikirkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;apa yg telah aku impikan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;setiap hari , setiap bulan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;berkali kali ku lari, ia datang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ya, memang aku "a hopeless romantic",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;memang aku sayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tapi kerana hidup ini, berpusing pusingan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ku lari, ku blah dari alam mainan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tak perlu ku dipermainkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tak perlu ku diusik, disindirkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;itulah aku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sifatku yg pendiam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ku akan diam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan diam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;diam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;buat selama-lamanya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sampai hidup ku henti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....henti dibunuh kesedihan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;inilah kata-kata kesatku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6568777729003918424?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6568777729003918424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6568777729003918424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6568777729003918424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6568777729003918424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/10/puisi-isiup.html' title='puisi isiup.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rx2cUSjgoLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/msJogmsoTjs/s72-c/n731556118_489632_5460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-2348152564474660539</id><published>2007-09-12T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:36:15.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Theres no more for me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Could you please remove that blanket off your back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;It’s keeping me away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Every time I move closer to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;The blanket around is shielding you from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I want to help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I am here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;But why do you feel that I never get it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Every time I want to tell you something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;You just brushed it away and interpret it your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Is it so hard to really express?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Is it so hard to look into the problem and seek an answer without trying to ‘runaway’?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I see your pain and I think I have a solution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Why won’t you let me finish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Why do you keep decipher it erroneously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;My heart feels as though it is going to burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Listening to how you think I wanted to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;It breaks me literally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Coz’ all I wanted was to just comfort you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Let me help to comfort you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Shield from being hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;But I won’t be around a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I need you to be stronger for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Tomorrow will not get any easier if today is left this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Get up luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I am here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;We go through this together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;‘Coz life is too complicated to go through it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Learn to see the intentions of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Don’t misjudge by their voice or manner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maybe their heart is pure and sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Get up luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Let’s not sulk at the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Act on improving the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maybe the first step is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Remove the blanket that’s clouding your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Remove the emotional blanket of your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;So you can see the purest intentions of other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;And the good things in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;God would never created a rough path for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;If he knew you couldn’t take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;And surprise us with your true self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Get some rest luv…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Clear your mind…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;And be at peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;I’m going to be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;" &gt;Trying to remove the blanket of your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sigh….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-2348152564474660539?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/2348152564474660539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=2348152564474660539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2348152564474660539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/2348152564474660539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/09/theres-no-more-for-me.html' title='&quot;Theres no more for me.&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7558481257431899067</id><published>2007-08-27T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:34:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surpass David thy Master.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RtJ-KSVcSgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GZEVkSLsKp8/s1600-h/449px-Michaelangelo_David.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RtJ-KSVcSgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GZEVkSLsKp8/s320/449px-Michaelangelo_David.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103280042949757442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;david had what david has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" La carne terra, e qui l'ossa mia, prive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;de' lor begli occhi, e del leggiadro aspetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;fan fede a quel ch'i' fu grazia nel letto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;che abbracciava, e' n che l'anima vive. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7558481257431899067?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7558481257431899067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7558481257431899067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7558481257431899067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7558481257431899067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/08/surpass-david-thy-master.html' title='Surpass David thy Master.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RtJ-KSVcSgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GZEVkSLsKp8/s72-c/449px-Michaelangelo_David.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6633954932433524497</id><published>2007-07-25T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T11:47:51.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven and back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;f&lt;/span&gt;ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its probably it. sometimes when u try hard enough and fail? its just better to leave it that way. its probably things that God wants u to be, u know....things like when its not going your way, God has an explanation for it...maybe to better things....better your own life......your own purpose to live. so yea....its all good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6633954932433524497?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6633954932433524497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6633954932433524497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6633954932433524497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6633954932433524497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/07/heaven-and-back.html' title='heaven and back.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6283053475335254311</id><published>2007-07-23T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:32:52.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BREAKING NEWS!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RqQvRvvoDtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mbUBS-3fdZw/s1600-h/265589.320.p.tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RqQvRvvoDtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mbUBS-3fdZw/s320/265589.320.p.tn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090245460756008658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sure u remember this... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'ve decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after a long 2 years, and thinking hard..... "Drive-Thru 2" is in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and for the people who's expecting a continuation of the first one, i'm sorry to say that its not gonna be, although maybe same characters might appear, u never know. Its a diff story altogether.....funnier, sadness, happy and anguish... all put into one good short one. So boys &amp; girls, ladies &amp;amp; gentlemen, ....lets keep the camera rolling once more! cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6283053475335254311?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6283053475335254311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6283053475335254311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6283053475335254311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6283053475335254311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/07/breaking-news.html' title='&quot;BREAKING NEWS!&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RqQvRvvoDtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mbUBS-3fdZw/s72-c/265589.320.p.tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6379811150873406276</id><published>2007-07-11T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:37:58.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Dont Wanna Believe That Its Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Might See Me Smilin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Inside Im Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too Proud To Let It Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Aint The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Wont See Me Crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Its Hard To Let It Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All My Time On The Tour Bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wasnt Good For Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Then You Throw It All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Started Gettin Around With A Few Choice Chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But We Had Something Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus The Sex Was Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do You Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From The Bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To The Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On The Floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By The Fireplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Know You Remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On The Truck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couldnt Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So We Got Off On The Garden State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow We Must Of Got All Turned Around On Last Freeway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I Cant Find My Way Home To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Get Love In The Hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Acting Like My Life Is All Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Putting Up A False Bravado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I Lost You I Lost My Winning Ticket To Lotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everytime I Raise My Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Try To Drink Away My Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To The World I Might Appear To Be The Life Of The Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But They Dont See Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Never Thought Id Be The One Missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I Cant Take This Emptyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I Cant Keep Going On Like This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I Cant Keep Pretending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That This Dont Hurt Like A Mother Babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Know That Its Crazy For Me To Come Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Had To See You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Know I Gotta To Change Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ill Do That Quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Need To Take Me Back Cause The Sex Was Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember When We Used To Ride The Bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl How We Came Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fine Korean Chicks And All That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Id Give It Up Just To Have You Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause Moneys Only Paper Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And This House Dont Feel Like Home When Im Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whenever You See Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yall Dont See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Only See What You See On The Tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Is My Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl Youll Get To Know Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;taken from Joe - Life of a party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-6379811150873406276?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6379811150873406276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6379811150873406276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6379811150873406276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6379811150873406276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/07/breakdown.html' title='breakdown.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3142716021108753567</id><published>2007-07-11T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:48:49.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;o you think that what you're doing now is worth justifying my actions and is worth to ignore everything after i'm gone?&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/4687567395860890003-3142716021108753567?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3142716021108753567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3142716021108753567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3142716021108753567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3142716021108753567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-about-it.html' title='think about it.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4061199805287070123</id><published>2007-07-10T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:45:48.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theres a thing called the 'daceng'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;F&lt;/span&gt;airness. i dont think you get it when i said you're being fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;being fair is not what u expect someone to give it to u, but hope to let it be given to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fair-ness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; These adjectives mean free from favoritism, self-interest, or preference in judgment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the most general: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;a fair referee; a fair deal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; stresses conformity with what is legally or ethically right or proper: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;"a just and lasting peace"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;(Abraham Lincoln).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Equitable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; implies justice dictated by reason, conscience, and a natural sense of what is fair: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;an equitable distribution of gifts among the children.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Impartial&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; emphasizes lack of favoritism: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;"the cold neutrality of an impartial judge"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;(Edmund Burke).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unprejudiced&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; means without preconceived opinions or judgments: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;an unprejudiced evaluation of the proposal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unbiased&lt;/i&gt; implies absence of a preference or partiality: &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;gave an unbiased account of her family problems.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Objective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; implies detachment that permits impersonal observation and judgment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;an objective jury.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dispassionate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; means free from or unaffected by strong emotions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;a dispassionate reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is an unpleasant sensation; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nociception&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nociperception&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a measurable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Physiology" title="Physiology"&gt;physiological&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; event of a type usually associated with pain and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffering" title="Suffering"&gt;suffering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The word "pain" comes from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_language" title="Latin language"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" lang="la"&gt;&lt;i&gt;poena&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; meaning punishment, a fine, a penalty. A sensation of pain can exist in the absence of nociception: it can occur in response to both external perceived events (for example, seeing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;) or internal cognitive events (for example, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phantom_limb" title="Phantom limb"&gt;phantom limb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; pain of an amputee). Pain is defined as “an unpleasant sensory and emotional experience associated with actual or potential tissue damage, or described in terms of such damage” - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Association_for_the_Study_of_Pain" title="International Association for the Study of Pain"&gt;International Association for the Study of Pain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (IASP). Scientifically, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (a subjective experience) is separate and distinct from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nociception&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the system which carries information, about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inflammation" title="Inflammation"&gt;inflammation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, damage or near-damage in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biological_tissue" title="Biological tissue"&gt;tissue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spinal_cord" title="Spinal cord"&gt;spinal cord&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain" title="Brain"&gt;brain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Nociception frequently occurs without pain being felt and is below the level of consciousness. Despite it triggering pain and suffering, nociception is a critical component of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Body" title="Body"&gt;body&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'s defense system. It is part of a rapid warning relay instructing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Central_nervous_system" title="Central nervous system"&gt;central nervous system&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; to initiate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motoneuron" title="Motoneuron"&gt;motor neurons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; in order to minimize detected physical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harm" title="Harm"&gt;harm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Pain too is part of the body's defense system; it triggers mental problem solving strategies that seek to end the painful experience, and it promotes learning, making repetition of the painful situation less likely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-4061199805287070123?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4061199805287070123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=4061199805287070123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4061199805287070123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4061199805287070123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/07/fairness.html' title='Theres a thing called the &apos;daceng&apos;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4115185233958349549</id><published>2007-06-30T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:20:27.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You have failed me yet again Starscream!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RoXycw2I5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Tm9a5z9ZCVk/s1600-h/xin_41205041209357341295910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081734330519708786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RoXycw2I5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Tm9a5z9ZCVk/s320/xin_41205041209357341295910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Pah. Can i switch the channel to transformers?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hen you were growing up, you tend to watch tv's a lot, play the atari, play konda-kondi.....and in the generation of the 70's to the 90's....i'm sure we are all fans of TRANSFORMERS!! i gotta admit my childhood was a bit whack. I had to teman my grandmother always infront of the tv watching Kuali, Wok with Yan, Masak berama Agnes, ...right after Oshin, her most watch shown while I had to wait to watch teenage mutant ninja turtles or transformers on tv1...sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Transformers brought me back to that childhood flashback, and boy my goodness, it was the coolest feeling. Watching Prime in a real life movie was not to be expected in our yester years! Come on, who wouldve imagine a REAL Transformers movie? But they did it. Michael Bay and Spielberg brought them to life. Watching bumblebee, Ironhide, Ratchet turned into a GMC Sponsored Cars was not to complain about, since it was cutting the production costs, but bumblebee did made a cameo on the scene when Bernie Mac tried to sell the old Volkswagen. hehe. The Autobots rock but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I gotta say that my heart lies to the Decepticons. Why? Lets just say, i had fond memories of Drawing a lot of them when i was young, not to mention my old brothers affection to the dark side! Although Megatron was not as that boxy type gun robot that we expected, I would give the remake a 11/10. Somehow i could see megatron inside. ONE THING though, the original voice should've been kept! I mean, Come on! Starscreams shreaking voice and Megatrons husky annoying voice? Whats not to love about a villian? And dont tell me Soundwaves would be changed too?? That robo linear voice? ..Soundwaves appearence in the coming sequel better be good. Brotherly love involved here. + I always thought Soundwave was the coolest ever character in the transformers. Whats not to like in a boombox? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ravage, Laserbeak, Buzzsaw, Ratbat, Rumble.....oh boy...rumble... and frenzy. Man! Frenzy's not a frenzy without rumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, kudos to those Hollywood guys for making us Man or Woman turnback to our 'child' self. It was an experience of a lifetime...for all of us. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, ill give the movie a 15 out of 5. priceless. 5 for the effort, 10 for the memories. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-4115185233958349549?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4115185233958349549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=4115185233958349549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4115185233958349549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4115185233958349549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-have-failed-me-yet-again-starscream.html' title='&quot;You have failed me yet again Starscream!!&quot;'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RoXycw2I5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Tm9a5z9ZCVk/s72-c/xin_41205041209357341295910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5249528354205384230</id><published>2007-06-19T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T05:18:07.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OGA2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rnb00QVhmXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i6fAQRmFGhY/s1600-h/13-06-07_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077514808482437490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rnb00QVhmXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i6fAQRmFGhY/s320/13-06-07_1538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Corporate Profile Tanjung07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rnb0FAVhmWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nvtqpo1fUhg/s1600-h/13-06-07_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077513996733618530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rnb0FAVhmWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nvtqpo1fUhg/s320/13-06-07_1540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nicely displayed of Corporate sets from Tanjung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently, there was an Oil &amp; Gas Annual summit which was held in KL Convention Centre. I was there to witness my work for TANJUNG OFFSHORE BERHAD and see how's the reaction towards the printed material. From what i've heard, its quite good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to thank TANJUNG, Yayas &amp;amp; Co, Along for the printing and if i might say, a job well deserved. Hopefully there's more to come. Hehe. Salam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-5249528354205384230?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5249528354205384230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5249528354205384230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5249528354205384230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5249528354205384230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/06/oga2007.html' title='OGA2007'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rnb00QVhmXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i6fAQRmFGhY/s72-c/13-06-07_1538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-6800747844663666209</id><published>2007-06-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T22:20:53.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RnPvHwVhmVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4204D1bixXE/s1600-h/02-06-07_1724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076664121489987922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RnPvHwVhmVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4204D1bixXE/s320/02-06-07_1724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogging aint easy. It takes self bravery and confidence to write what you want to and for whatever reason, its a theraphy, to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i'm feeling right now? i'm gonna put it this way....&lt;br /&gt;A) Part of my self is asking me to stay and move forward, take risks, look up for new stuffs to do, go get that interview, move out, get your own space and take 1 day at a time, earn monthly income, get that house, and live like the normal man that everyones doing. It'll probably help me to get my mind straight and ignore everything that comes to me, but ......to tell you the truth, i can't. It's not that i can't do all this things, i can, but being here just makes me feel like i shouldn't be here. although i could put up a straight face to everyone and smile, saying things like "i'm ok" or "life is good" are such lies. i could live like that with me being in denial and live in this so called hell hole that i'm in now, with no support of anykind from anyone (inc. family) , i would just be better taking a nap in a curb somewhere and roll over and die. Yesterday, a junior came up to me and said, "ur mom complaints to my mom about u man and said ur getting married", oh wow.... thats something new. And the best part was, I met with a past friend (it's only been like years) and just by looking at her, my whole flashback came back like a bullet train bypassing my chained chest of bad memories. Dont get me wrong, she was the person i use to talk stuff with when we hang out with the group of friends but looking at the past, was not a joyful thing. U're a great friend dear. Life couldnt be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;B) I'm thinking of going somewhere that no one knows and just leave everything. This option is something that keeps rotating in my mind like the eye of malaysia. i know It could change my life totally. I could do it, i can take the leap. Maybe work abroad, take some experience somewhere out from here and...never come back. I could stay in KL and live like a normal Malaysian but i just want to live everything, pack my bags, no contact no whatever, just my cash, my stuff, not even my trusted laptop, just leave. Maybe Austria, or Australia? who knows. i could just probably end up in pengkalan chepa and people wouldnt still notice me leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a good day. it reminded me of the past, the present and the future (oh oh!). You cant plan your future. i did, it didnt work. Planning something ahead of u is just something that fairytales been told to young kids. God plans your ground work, your life mapping, the road you're gonna take. Maybe i should just take the risk, of doing everything spontaneous and do whatever that come crosses my mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that i want to confess right now is that if that thing happens, again, and i know that this time if it really do happen(by seeing signs, it's bound to) , I would be ok, coz why? coz its ur decision....you decided whats best for you and u decided that this is what you wanted, for i am nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then again, lets see if Latif could do it this time....and yet, again, it continues.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4687567395860890003-6800747844663666209?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/6800747844663666209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=6800747844663666209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6800747844663666209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/6800747844663666209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-way.html' title='Again'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RnPvHwVhmVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4204D1bixXE/s72-c/02-06-07_1724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5754898504937233419</id><published>2007-06-10T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:47:34.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MA-LI-BU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rmwc3gVhmUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4ZeGz-LNy0M/s1600-h/02-06-07_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074462620038306114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rmwc3gVhmUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4ZeGz-LNy0M/s320/02-06-07_1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRANQUILITY &amp;amp; NON-STOP GETTIN JIGGY WITH IT! ...boracay. it was heavenly. Getting my self straight from stupidity, i got my self back up to this island to a voyage of my sovereignity and peace. It was..shall i say a "mind-blowing" experience. Summer break was out..so u can get the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-5754898504937233419?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5754898504937233419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5754898504937233419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5754898504937233419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5754898504937233419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/06/ma-li-bu.html' title='MA-LI-BU'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rmwc3gVhmUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4ZeGz-LNy0M/s72-c/02-06-07_1604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3001090254075410806</id><published>2007-05-26T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:06:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-3001090254075410806?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3001090254075410806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3001090254075410806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3001090254075410806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3001090254075410806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-704040838200195251</id><published>2007-05-04T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:33:59.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babel over me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Yes. Its true. I only have eyes for this lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s i go along with my daily routine, of cleaning my teeth and shaving my balls, i miss my baby more then ever. a lot of bloody times i stressed out migraining myself (trust me, it hurts), while doing my 2 pending jobs and not to mention my FINAL presentation on friday. man i love to graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when the things that u wanted to do happen to be a big mishap, u cant stop but think why on earth do u do this kind of things? for starters, why would u want to be the person who acts angry at the birthday girl and when the day comes tralalalalala, you save the day by 'pujuking' her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when you're being the person who've been told that "you never pujuk me. i'm the only one who always pujuk", thats when the idea came along. It never meant to happen the way it did, stressing her out and everything but sometimes an idea can just be "a wasted effort".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love is a funny thing my friends and foes. It buggles you when you're happy and it confuses you when you're sad. Its a Gods play thing on human emotions, a subordinate trance of pain and anguish, but at the same time giving you pure pleasure and happiness. LOVE = Living on various emotions? maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after listening to Akon (dont matter), i cant stop to wonder what have i done to deserve all this wonderful mischief? maybe its punishing time....maybe its just people who's full of boosted confidence makes her stronger, maybe its just me who takes things toooo fu@#$% seriously,....yes seriously, isnt that an odd thing for latif b?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming to terms with the family is'nt just a play thing to me. It's serious. It's a relationship that i want to have and have respect for. right now, i'm being branded as a bad 'delinquent', a ludacris, and a tormenting disease to the daughter i sorely miss. It's already been 10 years, and I cant still come to terms with the family. Maybe its me, but dont say that i havent tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this unfortunate mishaps reminds me of 'Babel', when the scene of the mexican maid where "Good intentions turn ugly, in just an act of untruth". She didnt have anyone to help take care for her bosses childrens to go to her son's wedding across the border. Instead, she took both the children &amp;amp; when they head back, she told the curious policeman that they were her nephews. Noticing how the suspicious policeman was, her drunk nephew drove off in a hot chase pursuit and left the maid and the children in the middle of the dessert to save her ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe this are all just excuses for me to be judge upon all my actions in the past and all my UNFORTUNATE fukin mishaps that came across in my whole fukin life. Why i'm writing this is not because i want salvation nor forgiveness no. Its just that.... when life turn its back against u, u should be thankful....coz thats when you learn everything from it, twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she would'nt have time to be reading this, but if you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sayang...Happy Happy Birthday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-704040838200195251?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/704040838200195251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=704040838200195251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/704040838200195251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/704040838200195251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/05/babel-over-me.html' title='Babel over me.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-7266071380388796296</id><published>2007-04-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:03:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beachy" ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rid4kaLti6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/BidCagIKpOk/s1600-h/400nuns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055141673645738914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rid4kaLti6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/BidCagIKpOk/s320/400nuns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bubbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam: I have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: Go ahead. Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I’ve committed sin. I’m going back to my obsession. The obsession that I used to have when I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: Go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: Do u know when you are addicted to something and you can’t get enough out of it? Well, that’s my problem. I’m disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: My child, sometimes when you go through in life you will come to certain challenges, certain obstacles that might challenge you harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I understand, but this is more serious then it used to be. I could control it before, but now? It’s more addictive, blinding my ever clear path to never ending happiness. I need more of it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: Patience my child. Try looking to God. God is always there. You won’t be here if it wasn’t for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I understand father. But the lord has give me this gift, this gift of virtue that’s so sacred. It’s much more powerful then I thought it would. But I’ve used it wrongly. So wrong that I’m again disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: What gift is this that you’ve spoken so fondly, my child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I,….I have the ability to smell from afar father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: From afar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: Yes, the super sense of smell. Smelling like the dogs looking for food, smelling sweet cherry pie 10km away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: It’s a gift that I’m truly blessed with. But, I’m disgusted with my obsession father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: What is this obsession you are talking about my child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I…I like ….I like to smell lady underpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: Yes father. I KNOW I KNOW THAT IM WRONG! FORGIVE ME FATHER! FORGIVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: My son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: Yes father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: I have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: I too like to smell lady underpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and there was silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuns: U DIRTY OLD MAGGOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the booth was surrounded with nuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuns: NO WONDER WE ARE MISSING SOME UNDERPANTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nuns chased the father away with their broomsticks while the father flees away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-7266071380388796296?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/7266071380388796296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=7266071380388796296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7266071380388796296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/7266071380388796296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/04/bubbly.html' title='&quot;Beachy&quot; ...'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rid4kaLti6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/BidCagIKpOk/s72-c/400nuns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-556999956360754416</id><published>2007-04-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T09:00:16.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rh2EBpu_51I/AAAAAAAAAEg/uhHxL5b2bEo/s1600-h/200474107-001edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052339520897279826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rh2EBpu_51I/AAAAAAAAAEg/uhHxL5b2bEo/s320/200474107-001edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aesthetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a confession dear Lord. A confession that only I know and only me. I have recreate an obsession. The obsession that was once a has been. Lets see how far this obsession will be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-556999956360754416?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/556999956360754416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=556999956360754416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/556999956360754416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/556999956360754416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/04/confession.html' title='A Confession.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rh2EBpu_51I/AAAAAAAAAEg/uhHxL5b2bEo/s72-c/200474107-001edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8831305849507864658</id><published>2007-04-06T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:13:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keropok lekor, here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhXxl-JBAWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/c3SR5jFccp4/s1600-h/stationaryset51moretime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050208191804146018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhXxl-JBAWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/c3SR5jFccp4/s320/stationaryset51moretime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click on the image to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When your head is heavy and blank, your eyes gets sore, and have put so much effort and still fuk up? You really need help. Not often i ask people to comment bout thy work but I need help on my letterhead, envelope and business card for my Darbypark rebranding. PLEASE comment! since i'm already in that zone where my head is in blank. Had a discussion earlier for my 3 previous sets which obviously have been dissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is the new one that i have come up with, using white textured paper, 2 colour ( violet &amp;amp; black ) and the floral shapes ( which i've made it look more organic then before ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thank you. kritikan anda sangat dialu alukan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-8831305849507864658?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8831305849507864658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8831305849507864658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8831305849507864658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8831305849507864658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/04/keropok-lekor-here-i-come.html' title='Keropok lekor, here I come!'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhXxl-JBAWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/c3SR5jFccp4/s72-c/stationaryset51moretime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-1721922037171329901</id><published>2007-04-06T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:59:17.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools killing creativity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhU4h-JBAVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PU1Hv3PYIlQ/s1600-h/12-01-07_1802edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050004713433530706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhU4h-JBAVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PU1Hv3PYIlQ/s320/12-01-07_1802edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's this story about a 6 years old boy who always draw behind the classroom but in drawing lessons, he pays attention. The teacher was fascinated and came to the little boy and ask him, "What are you drawing?". The little boy replied, "I'm drawing a picture of God". The teacher then reacted," but nobody knows how God looks like", and the little boy simply said "soon they will be". &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/4687567395860890003-1721922037171329901?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/1721922037171329901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=1721922037171329901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1721922037171329901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/1721922037171329901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/04/schools-killing-creativity.html' title='Schools killing creativity?'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhU4h-JBAVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PU1Hv3PYIlQ/s72-c/12-01-07_1802edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-9115130499028421421</id><published>2007-04-03T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T02:55:03.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh Ranjit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhFRbeB_DmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y0Lj0drlalU/s1600-h/Manmohan%20Singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048906189618744930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhFRbeB_DmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y0Lj0drlalU/s320/Manmohan%2520Singh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ranjit the clerk came into the boardroom when suddenly he stumbles upon his boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Boss - "Ranjit. Do you know where my pen is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranjit - " Yes sir! Its down there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Boss - "Where? I dont see it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranjit - "Of course you dont sir. Its in your underpants!"&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/4687567395860890003-9115130499028421421?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/9115130499028421421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=9115130499028421421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9115130499028421421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/9115130499028421421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/04/sigh-ranjit.html' title='Sigh Ranjit....'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RhFRbeB_DmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y0Lj0drlalU/s72-c/Manmohan%2520Singh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3520104135025401465</id><published>2007-03-26T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T17:25:42.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left turn to 'the pearl'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgd0g2ymmjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vqtJcrhfOyY/s1600-h/23-03-07_2331dit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046130015304325682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgd0g2ymmjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vqtJcrhfOyY/s320/23-03-07_2331dit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;the place to be. "Naza dodgy hotel".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgd0MWymmiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4napp_mgZr4/s1600-h/23-03-07_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046129663117007394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgd0MWymmiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4napp_mgZr4/s320/23-03-07_1830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;walking our appetite to "line clear"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdz02ymmhI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tepfh_o4zl4/s1600-h/24-03-07_1632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046129259390081554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdz02ymmhI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tepfh_o4zl4/s320/24-03-07_1632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzqmymmgI/AAAAAAAAADk/sCh1F1nlQTs/s1600-h/23-03-07_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046129083296422402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzqmymmgI/AAAAAAAAADk/sCh1F1nlQTs/s320/23-03-07_1838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;arip sippin slipperin superstar chendol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzdGymmfI/AAAAAAAAADc/5lvRtAYOGpw/s1600-h/24-03-07_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046128851368188402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzdGymmfI/AAAAAAAAADc/5lvRtAYOGpw/s320/24-03-07_0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gettin ready for fuh luh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzE2ymmeI/AAAAAAAAADU/SCY4YRQ3q5w/s1600-h/24-03-07_0100edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046128434756360674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdzE2ymmeI/AAAAAAAAADU/SCY4YRQ3q5w/s320/24-03-07_0100edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxfGymmdI/AAAAAAAAADM/RZRosH9Fl50/s1600-h/24-03-07_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046126686704671186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxfGymmdI/AAAAAAAAADM/RZRosH9Fl50/s320/24-03-07_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after a glass or two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxSWymmcI/AAAAAAAAADE/qfY4RtUjyP0/s1600-h/24-03-07_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046126467661339074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxSWymmcI/AAAAAAAAADE/qfY4RtUjyP0/s320/24-03-07_1631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxGGymmbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A5apotDdc9E/s1600-h/touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046126257207941554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdxGGymmbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A5apotDdc9E/s320/touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;arip with his 'bleeding' desire of touch football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwzGymmaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Wwc1E76w5IM/s1600-h/24-03-07_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046125930790427042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwzGymmaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Wwc1E76w5IM/s320/24-03-07_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at the Golden Sands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdwb2ymmZI/AAAAAAAAACs/k5Qg6FqHnMo/s1600-h/24-03-07_2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046125531358468498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdwb2ymmZI/AAAAAAAAACs/k5Qg6FqHnMo/s320/24-03-07_2110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mr. bubbles at the feringghi market just cracks u up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwQ2ymmYI/AAAAAAAAACk/bfJoNJGsXaE/s1600-h/25-03-07_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046125342379907458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwQ2ymmYI/AAAAAAAAACk/bfJoNJGsXaE/s320/25-03-07_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gurney drive. The opposite attraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwGGymmXI/AAAAAAAAACc/IurolWM2tWw/s1600-h/25-03-07_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046125157696313714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgdwGGymmXI/AAAAAAAAACc/IurolWM2tWw/s320/25-03-07_1131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mesmerizing the beach before headin home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdv_GymmWI/AAAAAAAAACU/tpoq4p3B2WE/s1600-h/25-03-07_1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046125037437229410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdv_GymmWI/AAAAAAAAACU/tpoq4p3B2WE/s320/25-03-07_1426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*wavey* *wavey*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdvu2ymmVI/AAAAAAAAACM/GDrwgDPoizw/s1600-h/25-03-07_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046124758264355154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgdvu2ymmVI/AAAAAAAAACM/GDrwgDPoizw/s320/25-03-07_1549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a stop of fruits and ding dang at sg. perak.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penang. what can i say, ......  Next trip, ....the cruise......peace ya'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : kalau ada pics, pass me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-3520104135025401465?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3520104135025401465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3520104135025401465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3520104135025401465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3520104135025401465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/03/left-turn-to-pearl.html' title='Left turn to &apos;the pearl&apos;.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rgd0g2ymmjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vqtJcrhfOyY/s72-c/23-03-07_2331dit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-76093649032317775</id><published>2007-03-22T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T02:55:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Cornered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgF-DGymmSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MNI06q6_gS4/s1600-h/DSCF4791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044451649459231010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RgF-DGymmSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MNI06q6_gS4/s320/DSCF4791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;an idealic view from down under.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ts now fukin 2:30am in the morning and my hair is turning greyer everyday like the bukit belachan river. my mind is full of doubts. Doubts in life, work, money, pressure,nosejobs,.... I'm seeing faces from the past, friends, neighbours are soaring high, achieving their dreams. Sometimes i see flashes of pictures coming through my mind like when i'm crossing the road and suddenly a car came skidding at me or when i'm going under an underbridge and suddenly everything collapses over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life should be simple. Living by the beach, eating + drinking coconuts, have a pet monkey as a friend and have a mermaid as your wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honestly, wtf is going on with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-76093649032317775?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/76093649032317775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=76093649032317775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/76093649032317775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Gas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Re59KRGmXPI/AAAAAAAAABs/xNOL_-IeMcw/s1600-h/passgas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039102648417410290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Re59KRGmXPI/AAAAAAAAABs/xNOL_-IeMcw/s320/passgas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Support the "I Pass Gas" movement.&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/4687567395860890003-5373896733673538760?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5373896733673538760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Re59KRGmXPI/AAAAAAAAABs/xNOL_-IeMcw/s72-c/passgas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3834859286335172860</id><published>2007-02-23T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:01:08.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rd6DDLcazeI/AAAAAAAAABg/xxHqRyh1J-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034605524081626594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rd6DDLcazeI/AAAAAAAAABg/xxHqRyh1J-Q/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what went wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to u n me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;expressions of desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tormenting my entire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;soul suggestively wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;burning my growing heart on fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;for what is known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the dream of u n me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what is bothering me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;time ever clustered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my mind fragmented,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so ever blind by desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;was it you that come to change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;or was it me that is blind by ever hate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;moreover so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;its what i dream of u n me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;an island of the bluest sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;meant just for you n me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why oh why it keeps this desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;clinging in my head of pure sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we marry, we be jolly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;somehow somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it'll all be known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;of just a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;of u n me.&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/4687567395860890003-3834859286335172860?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3834859286335172860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3834859286335172860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3834859286335172860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3834859286335172860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dream.html' title='I dream...'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/Rd6DDLcazeI/AAAAAAAAABg/xxHqRyh1J-Q/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-4943326948453684638</id><published>2007-02-12T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:57:46.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RdA5h768v1I/AAAAAAAAABU/OIKXxr-9_Hg/s1600-h/kiss+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030584038956253010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RdA5h768v1I/AAAAAAAAABU/OIKXxr-9_Hg/s400/kiss+copy.jpg" 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/4687567395860890003-4943326948453684638?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/4943326948453684638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=4943326948453684638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4943326948453684638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/4943326948453684638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/02/cupid.html' title='Cupid.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RdA5h768v1I/AAAAAAAAABU/OIKXxr-9_Hg/s72-c/kiss+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3386433698709230779</id><published>2007-02-07T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:39:04.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises kept.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it takes just a hint of sound to make you go uuhh - ahh. Music is a feeling expressed by words. I've decided to make this a music blog. i'll keep you guys posted. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-3386433698709230779?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3386433698709230779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3386433698709230779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3386433698709230779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3386433698709230779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/02/promises-kept.html' title='Promises kept.'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8825623348259514740</id><published>2007-02-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:08:29.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do you turn from here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been wanting to write about this topic for months now but work beat me to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;changed&lt;/em&gt; person. What is it? What is the truth of a &lt;em&gt;changed&lt;/em&gt; men or women? Is it when you come out of your adulthood or you become a more better person, more mature then you were before? A person who forgets his past maybe? Neither less to say that it is more a peoples perception, more on how you think of it as &lt;em&gt;“changed”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about changing a person? Changing peoples perception on things for example. How do you tell them to avoid doing things, so that later on, they won’t regret later in life? Such as? For example,...you know that you’ve suffered losses in your life, you know that how it feels to have a gap, an empty hole in your heart, an emptiest of space and to not repeat things, you do or tell to someone who you care most by showing, say, that it can turn ugly in the future, to avoid all complications, to be happy and just eternally be grateful of life. Experience bad or good. Yes, from my experience, you don’t want to go through that BAD experience again to avoid any hurt again to yourself or to your love ones, that’s why you tell them what’s more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, I think changing a person is not possible, regardless of what you’ve experienced in this new modern era. It is unlikely that you can help a person to understand what you think is right or wrong. YES, I know, I do understand the concept of people having their own minds and we are all different, but this is why I relate the topic to how different people experiences are, different persona or scenario. WHY? Look around you. Most people around us knows a lot more, experienced more then you do. They’re not dumb. I’m sure they too know how it feels like to get hurt, that empty space, gap in their hearts. They too know how it feels like to get disappointed, take risks, take a giant leap for example, from working with someone to opening his/her own business, in the end, files for bankruptcy. Life is like an unfinished storybook, you just don’t know the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why you can’t change how people think, what they believe, what they’ve already gone through. They too know how to take care of themselves. It is ENTIRELY up to them to decide what’s right or wrong, not for us to tell them what’s BEST for them. This guy once told me that, “if you think that someone is still persistent, just shut the fuck up. Its better that way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to conclude my own judgment that what i've thought is right. I know its not IMPOSSIBLE to change a person or rather tell them what’s best and what’s not for doing things. There's always hope in everything. The question is can we change someones belief, the right to live as he or she chooses? and how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The attempt to build the Tower of Babel had angered God who, in his anger, made each person involved speak a different language which ultimately halted the project and scattered and disconnected the people across the planet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" if you want to be understood.. listen "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s enough war in the world, why make another war?&lt;/span&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/4687567395860890003-8825623348259514740?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8825623348259514740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8825623348259514740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8825623348259514740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8825623348259514740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-do-you-turn-from-here.html' title='Where do you turn from here?'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-5559410344961789325</id><published>2006-12-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:43:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does Autumn have to do with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RYFCbraCmeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VuGQ_WBzx8A/s1600-h/autumnseason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008357303888550370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RYFCbraCmeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VuGQ_WBzx8A/s320/autumnseason.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"days go by like mama spanking me buttocks." please dont get any ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically, we live in a climate where there's no of that 4 seasons bull crap. It's a 'khatulistiwa' of heaven, where's theres no volcanoes or earthquakes going on around here ( Thank god ). The "Autumn" is best describe as a Melancholy, also the time where what we call in melayu, "Berbuah". This season best describes the inner feelings in me, a parody, the cultured, and the times where bad turns to happier days. karma, whatever u may call it. the "Autumn" is the season i want to experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-5559410344961789325?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/5559410344961789325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=5559410344961789325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5559410344961789325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/5559410344961789325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-does-autumn-have-to-do-with-me.html' title='What does Autumn have to do with me?'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RYFCbraCmeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VuGQ_WBzx8A/s72-c/autumnseason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-8335416624287137098</id><published>2006-12-12T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T16:28:08.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Asia. Eh, Air Asia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RX5k-tu09eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bUS_CPeAieo/s1600-h/Image(041).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007550864273241570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RX5k-tu09eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bUS_CPeAieo/s320/Image(041).jpg" 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;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;" Air Asia, you make me smile like willy free willy. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pictures are snapshots of every single detail your eye catches. A Medium most of us uses, but seldom realises the importance. Could be from someones eyes, your aunt, your grandma, your friends or even your lil kitty piggies. This pictures were taken from my baby's first trip airborne to Bali, Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, I could use a holiday outside Malaysia. "JOM AR! Kao Meng ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RX5k_Nu09fI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aSdLBxWMbGI/s1600-h/Image(042).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007550872863176178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RX5k_Nu09fI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aSdLBxWMbGI/s320/Image(042).jpg" 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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" sayap-sayap yang patah. oh oh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687567395860890003-8335416624287137098?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/8335416624287137098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=8335416624287137098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8335416624287137098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/8335416624287137098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2006/12/wonderful-asia-eh-air-asia.html' title='Wonderful Asia. Eh, Air Asia?'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RX5k-tu09eI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bUS_CPeAieo/s72-c/Image(041).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687567395860890003.post-3292099074808124467</id><published>2006-12-10T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T16:24:11.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amback'/><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RXsW185AgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NvU4CLuj_is/s1600-h/budak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006620526886551890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RXsW185AgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NvU4CLuj_is/s320/budak.jpg" 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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Daddy must be thinking, "wtf is this guy doing taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a picture of my sons naked butt!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, I would like to say, "Gua Selambe beb!". This pictures we're taken during our Holiday trip to Port Dickson with the lando's ( Aprilski, Shenster, Dikidis, Danielkraneski, RineeBoo, Black &amp; our friendly tourguide Nadia ). A Dodgy place to stay didn't stoped us to have a really great time and had LOADS of food including "Crush Chicken". PD doesnt look like the moderate ideal place to go for a holiday but hey, accomodation was sorted thanks to Dikidiss football intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RXsW2M5AgWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ewQPe-U2GdE/s1600-h/01-12-06_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006620531181519202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RXsW2M5AgWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ewQPe-U2GdE/s320/01-12-06_1841.jpg" 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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;colours &amp;amp; hue at dawn of a blissful day.&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/4687567395860890003-3292099074808124467?l=abaharein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/feeds/3292099074808124467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687567395860890003&amp;postID=3292099074808124467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3292099074808124467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687567395860890003/posts/default/3292099074808124467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abaharein.blogspot.com/2006/12/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>A Baharein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806941891322842004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeP6qq7m76g/TZiAcet2KUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Uj2aNDL35Fo/s220/4-up-on-2009-11-11-at-20.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cl8hflLLdYQ/RXsW185AgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NvU4CLuj_is/s72-c/budak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
