<?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-24196235</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:19:48.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zak's life</title><subtitle type='html'>*Name:Zakiyyah*
*School:Fajar Secondary School*
*Age:14+*
*Birthday:24/11/1991*

*About me is:*
*Small*
*Short*
*Kind*
*Helpful*
*Caring*
*Hate to be used*
*Soft-hearted*
*Good listener*
*Love outdoors*
*Love making friends*
*Sweet*
*Easy-going person*
*Always patient*
*Handy*
*Honest*
*Secretive*
*Friendly*
*Happy-go-lucky*
*When people smile, i also smile at them beck*
*Last bout not least, always waiting for surprises*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116936014222107673</id><published>2007-01-21T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:15:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE!!</title><content type='html'>Hmm..well, todae theres noting much to do..sick since fridae nite..haiisshh..cry for a reason..den yesterdae i cry again coz of my mum..she lah! manjekan sangat ngan anak yang last..hmp!&lt;br /&gt;Kk..i wanna let it all out..so might as well i just tell u the story rite..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..yesterdae came beck from my makcik house to see my grandma..around 12..watch tv3 there..den when reach our house carpark, park already..my bro sae got a small coakroach on top of her..my mum ask him to catch it..den as always..he is afraid or lazy..den as the one..always have to do the dirty tings..i take 2 pieces of tissue paper..den i caught it..but i nearly drop it..den my bro shout..n cry..hahakz..lyk girl..haiyo3..he desreves it..hahakz..den my mum scold me for no reason..den i storm all the way home first banging n punching everitink in my way..lyk dustbins..boxes..walls..lift..my sharp gate..nice man..even feel lyk punching my idiotic bro..my overflowing tears just drop down..den never sleep until sleep..always tosing n tossing all around my bed..hahakz..den i was even sicker todae..n i told my mum i dun wan to go madrasah coz im sick..n she just sae ok..den i study for awhile..study my madrasah book..den she sae no need to study..just go to sleep n rest..hahakz..she must be feeling really guilty after wat she had done to me..hahakz!..hahakz!..den while resting, just lying down on my bed..he call me!..wee!!..he call me! HEE!! den talk2 for awhile..he also sae tat he also never go madrasah since i was not there..hahakz..instead..he sae he go eat at macdonalds at lot 1 there..den he go to his frens house..hahakz..hmm..but noe i msg him after waking up..he never call..mayb he is busy..or..avoiding me..i always have the feeling tat he is avoiding me..hmm..i dunno why i feel tat way..i just always feel lyk tat..hmm..i guess todae's entry is up till here den..hahakz..bubye n take care people..n dear, please remember tat i love u..hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116936014222107673?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116936014222107673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116936014222107673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116936014222107673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116936014222107673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/love.html' title='LOVE!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116876900507259156</id><published>2007-01-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:03:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)? =(</title><content type='html'>Hey people..hmm..having a very very bad dae todae..well..fought with him a little bit todae..well, actually bout sumtink silly..about me going home straight after madrasah..well..i told him during class that i want to go home straight after madrasah..but i never tell him that i am sick..coz i dun want him to worry bout me..and he ask why..i just say that i want to go home..but he tinks that i am avoiding him..but actually im NOT!! CRIOUS!! haiisshh..nash dear..please understand..dun misunderstand me..if u are reading this..im very sorie tau..im really feeling guilty that i have hurt u..alot actually..im really a, sorie dear..i really am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den i went to fajar shopping centre for awhile to buy snacks for myself when i reach home..den on the way home..i didnt realise that i accidentally rejected his call at my mom's handphone..when i take it out..i checked..n i saw that he called..den i quickly  turn on my handphone which is low in batt..and hope he would call me..so that i can get to explain things to him..but..he instead sae that i purposely rejected his call..but i didnt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, he call me again..we talk for awhile only..den he sae he wants to change his guitar strings or tings..n he will call me beck after changing it..but i dunno whether it is true or not..either he was really busy or using that excuse to avoid me..haiisshh..i dunno wat to tink..or wat to do..lyk i sae..im sway..a jinx honestly..n i am rite all along..everitink i do seems wrong..just horribly wrong..hmm, now i'm holding beck my flowing tears..haiisshh..dear..are u bored of me already? dah bosan ngan zak eh? haiishh..i hope i am wrong bout that..but if u are, i will not hesitate..n i will give all of your freedom beck..i will not stop u k! but tell me if u already are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..dah baek2 zak achieve your expectations..but it is going down..but i try to achieve it again! even better! n i just hope that neither of us will ask for a break..i really dun want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..till den people..bubye n take care..n dear..remember this..zak sayang dear tau! k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun cry zak..dun cry..just hope that u are wrong..n tink of the positive..k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116876900507259156?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116876900507259156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116876900507259156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116876900507259156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116876900507259156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='=)? =('/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116782589503360564</id><published>2007-01-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:04:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEE!! HEE!!</title><content type='html'>Well, todae is the first dae of skool! Hee! very hepi to be beck at skool..see my frens n all..n the first ting i reach skool, i ask hana..'eh2! recess kau makan ape?' hahakz! coz im always hungry..but never get any bigger, taller or fatter..YEAH BEBEH! saw him at the parade square while flag-raising..heh..no wonder i cannot find him..he sit near me..i find him at the beck..heh..zak paiseh2!! HEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..den i n hana sit at same sits as the previous year in class..heh..! den our class is the biggest in sec 4NA! have 43 students..hahakz..! my god! den 1st ting when reach class..need extra 2 tables n chairs! hahakz! not enough..haiyo3! hahakz..den got some seniors repeat..hahakz..but it's ok..nemind..the more, the merrier rite? Hee! den the most boring ting is tat mr yap is our C.C again! aiyoyo! manyak susah oooo!! hahakz..den we all play2 around in class..make noise..den he scold dexter for fun..he doesn't even do anitink! he's innocent summore! hahakz..mr yap kiasu ah first dae..WAWAWA!! hmm..den i n hana cabot early..go recess..hahakz..HUNGRY3!! den buy rice..with FISH!! YUMMY-YUMMY!! heh! hmm..den while eating..saw him sitting the table in front of me..WEE! but ignore me..hmp! den at the last two periods, got assembly talk..haiya! can sae boring lah! but it's our major exam this year rite..heh..so i wanna study hard..go ngee ann poly maybe in the next two years? or not..hee! hahakz..kk..LAME!! WAWAWA!! den after skool must do beck the banner tat is above the slope there..actually it's not loose..it is because..sum IDIOTIC person go n cut it!! den i must clinb the window to actully remove the twine..haiisshh..den always going to fall..hahakz..but im surviving n am still alive though..heh..n knock my knee n head at the window several times..hahakz..but..im surviving!! HEE!! kk..lame is beck..hahakz!! hmm..den saw him sitting at the flag-pole while re-doing the banner near there..saw him looking! but i ignore him..hmp! well..yeah..i noe it's my fault n it's not his fault for not talking or even smiling at me..as i want a low profile..but not tat low! it's below low i tell u..WUU!! haiisshh..den got np meeting at the beck of the canteen..bout the sec 1 orientation tingy..hahakz..i n nabilah is in charge of the field cooking..haiyo! must buy the rations n all..haiyo3! den must cook for every group..n i mean every group..den lyk for example..theres ten group..we have to cook ten times n eat the maggi mee ten times..wahh! my stomach can get bloated n explode man! hahakz!! den after tat go old chang kee buy sotong head..YUMMY-YUMMY!! HEE!! den go home with hidayu..hahakz..den just now a little bit more i kena accident..nearly hit a motor n a car..hahakz! i escape death this time..but i dunno if i have a chance next time..hahakz!! kk..STOP2!! heh..k lah..till den dear fellows..take care people..n dear..i love u!! WEE!! =)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116782589503360564?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116782589503360564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116782589503360564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116782589503360564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116782589503360564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/wee-hee_03.html' title='WEE!! HEE!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116602153133451160</id><published>2006-12-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:52:11.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISTAKES!!</title><content type='html'>Can I just change my life?!&lt;br /&gt;Cause it just seems to go bad everytime..EVERYTYM!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it..wuu..&lt;br /&gt;I almost giving up on trying and now I'm screaming out the pain n hell i have gone thru!&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta keep on fighting!&lt;br /&gt;But then again..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't end..it criously doesnt..&lt;br /&gt;Everitink i do seems wrong..n i mean everitink..n i criously mean it..&lt;br /&gt;i hurt my DEAR..i hurt my loved ones..a trouble-maker..a LATE "princess"..making everyone wait..n i mean everyone..den they all always ask me to hurry up..well, wat can i do rite..since its a habit of mine since primaray skool..i cant just stop the habit in a 'snap!!' rite?? haiisshh..if u all wanna go first just go first k! i didnt force all of u to wait for me..just go if u really tink it is damn late..just leave me be..so i just go to wherever the place is myself..well..sesat pon sesat kat singapore jugak kan..wawawa!! kalau kene kidnapped pon..nanti lame2 kene tangkap jugak kan orang tu..die nak lari ke mane..aku suffer pon skejap aje..brape hari aje..ever heard of the phrase 'suffer now, enjoy later'? wawawa! lagi pon takde orang tau nye klau aku kene kidnapped..wawawa!!&lt;br /&gt;Take care people..bubye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116602153133451160?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116602153133451160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116602153133451160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116602153133451160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116602153133451160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/mistakes.html' title='MISTAKES!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116581776598668278</id><published>2006-12-11T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:16:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing him..</title><content type='html'>Well..harlow people..todae noting much hapen..hmm..well..he kena grounded for a week..becoz of me..coz i wanna go home late..he never even tell me tat he must go home during tat tym! wuu..now he sae cannot call, msg or even go out..his keys also kena confiscated..walau! coz of bloody damn arse zak! WAHH! noti2 zak..always create trouble for people..well..missing him already..but yesterdae just went out with him..hahakz..plan to go to library..but he never sae which library! den i tot go the lot1..waiting for him dunno 1 hour plus lyk an insane person walking wanderously..im a wandering ghost mah..wawawa! den skali he wait for me at bpp one..WAHH!! den ride lrt n meet him at petir..when i reach there..'Nape gi lot1?'..hahakz..ask me loads of tym..belasan die tanye..wawawa! hahakz..but i didnt care..even though im bored listening to the same questions again n again..at last i ask him to stop asking me..hahakz..sorie dear! den go library read books..but when i sit down..the library woman..nye NOISY!! 'cannot sit here..cannot sit here..haiissh..i prefer the lot one..more peaceful there..can sit aniwhere..but a litttle freezing..heh..well..till den aites! AIAI!! hahakz..take care people..wawawa! miss u n lurve u real lots honey! From: BEES! hahakz..!! bubye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116581776598668278?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116581776598668278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116581776598668278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116581776598668278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116581776598668278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/missing-him_11.html' title='Missing him..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116507188989212505</id><published>2006-12-02T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:04:49.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOMIT SCENE!!</title><content type='html'>Harlow people..well todae is not a good dae for me..hmm..todae is actually my family outing to my dad's company carnival..he bought the tickets..a $20 ticket..but a pity he cant go because he is werking in morning shift..from morning to nite tym..haiissh..i pity my father alot sae..den my mum have to go to her course in the morning..so me, my lil bro n my maid will be waiting for her near the specialist tingy bus-stop there..hahakz..but actually todae u was feeling unwell..i tot it was due to my, err..tingy..but it was not..so i tot maybe it is a normal sickness lyk fever, flu n so on..well..in the lrt to pending..stomach cramp came over me..i have no choice but to sit down to lower the pain..den in the bus..wahh!! feeling lyk vomiting..but i try to hold it until the bus-stop..well..the bus was quite jerky..n my stomach felt worse n at last i have to sit on the floor to hold the pain..when i saw far est plaza, i noe tat we will be arriving soon..when i saw the mandarin hotel, we are supposed to drop down after it..so, we are one bus-stop away from our destination..but i cant hold my vomit animore..while i was going down the steps, vomit came out..i try to cover my mouth..but the vomit was dripping out, leaving a trail in the bus..n summore..my vomit stinks!! =D hahakz..insulting my own vomit..but its true lah..whos vomit smell lyk perfume rite?? hahakz!!!! wahh!! then at last i vomit exactly beside the rubbish bin at the bus-stop..people were lyk staring at me..scaarry!! hahakz..actually my throat was quite painful when vomiting..n a tear just roll down my cheeks..den at last..i have to go the toilet to wash up..sitting at the floor..rubbing my tummy with 'minyak angin'..hahakz..tat tym we are inside heeren..the HMV building i guess..hahakz..den wait for my mum too arrive at the HMV bus-stop..budden i go toilet again..hahakz..den go beck out..den buy plain water outside old chang kee..hahakz..den my mum arrive..JENG, JENG, JENG!! hahakz!! out of nowhere..hmm..tat tym many people msg me..but i just cant reply them for tat tym..well..coz im in pain..n have no strength to even carry my hp..n ask my maid to carry all my things for me..tanks tan!! hahakz!! den at last..we walk to peragon n take taxi home..we cancel the carnival trip..buuhuu!! we tot we wanna see my sis at metro there as she was werking there..but tat tym i just sae tat i wanna go home n rest..so, n tats wat we did..hahakz..well..at the taxi i sort have a huge migrain n i couldnt talk or move..fatigue came over me man..haiissh..but at last when we reach home..my mum n bro went beck to the carnival taking the bus as it is hard to find a parking lot there..at home..just rest n msg him only..hahakz..msging him makes me better..at least i have some company during i was sick..hahakz..k lah..tats my story for todae..hahakz..todae is a sian dae for me..haiissh..k lah..bubye n take care ya people..wawawa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116507188989212505?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116507188989212505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116507188989212505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116507188989212505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116507188989212505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/vomit-scene_02.html' title='VOMIT SCENE!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116496272152167663</id><published>2006-12-01T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:45:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHH!!</title><content type='html'>Wahh!! now im chatting with him..just now msg him, his werds..penetrating man..it hurt so deeply..dunno wat kind of feeling is this..den he also never reply..n now i tink he is at the gaming centre i guess..hmm..he ask too many question..n yes im hiding sumtink from him..but i cant tell him now..i hope he understand..coz if i tell him now..he may be angry with me..maybe even hate me for lyf..haiissh..i dunno wat to do now..&lt;br /&gt;All the things i do seems wrong..coz y?? i bring bad luck..hmm..it seems so..n the way he ask me things..seems lyk he doesnt trust me..dunno y..but i can feel it..well..maybe this is an obstacles i have to overcome to go to him..i have to fight it no matter wat..i try to be a better person for him..but i dunno y..but everytink i do seems wrong..i even hurt his feelings before..we quarrel n fights loads of tym..i just hope things are getting better in the near future ahead..but sumtyms the way he msgs or chat with me seems sarcastic..n i hate it coz it hurts deeply..n when he is angry or mad, his werds are penetrating..WAHH!! dunno lah!!&lt;br /&gt;K lah..tats all folks..till next tym k..bubye n take care ya people..tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116496272152167663?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116496272152167663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116496272152167663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116496272152167663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116496272152167663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/wahh.html' title='WAHH!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116479900574705941</id><published>2006-11-29T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:16:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, sick, sick!!</title><content type='html'>Harlow again people..well..todae noting much..well..im being cooped up at home..just stuck with this com..hahakz..well..tats how a prisoner's lyf live..wuu..hahakz..but im getting the hang of it..so long never see my sisterlup n soccer gals..miss them a lots man!! miss playing soccer n all..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..todae..he force me to eat..well..not that i dun wan..but im not hungry at all..seriously..wahh! make my blood go mad..wuu..i dun mean to not follow wat he sae..but criously im not hungry..well..just now the way he msg me lyk angry2 n forcing me to eat..wahh!! can cry..wuu..well..wat i can tell is tat..my face is become whiter..or paler..dunno lah..den got sore throat todae..den flu last tym..den cough..i dunno lah..mayb high fever is coming..coz my migrain is coming beck..n more painfull..im just getting prepared for the worse ahead in the future..my appetite is also losing eat..wahh..haiissh..k lah..tats all folks..till we meet again..this tym its next tym..hahakz..k lah..bubye n take care dudes!! toodles! till we meet again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116479900574705941?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116479900574705941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116479900574705941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116479900574705941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116479900574705941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick, sick, sick!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116479768571380288</id><published>2006-11-29T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:54:45.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow people..this is for yesterdaes entry..muahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well..todae go to east coast with him..picking seashells..hahakz..my favourite hobby..but i can see tat he is bored with it..hahakz..i guess so ah..so just play on the sand for a while..write2 tings..hahakz..den just take a walk..den he sae tat he is hungry ..well..im also hungry at tat tym..heh heh..den we took a walk beck to go to the macdonalds..then on the way there, he sae tat maybe we meet one of the fajarians..skali there is a girl call me from behind..when i look behind, i saw wahidah..hahakz..in the tent with some of her frens or cousins i guess..hahakz..den we walk, walk, walk until at the macdonald..hahakz..we dunno eat for how many minutes..hahakz..actually, while we were walking to the macdonalds, i noe tat i was late..but both of us were hungry..wat to do mah..rite?? hahakz..den after tat..walk to the busstop..the bus ah..dunno take how long to reach t he busstop..hahakz..den the bus arrived..inside the bus, ask him to explain things to him..hahakz..i noe tat he is trying to explain to me no matter wat..but criously i dun understand wat he sae..hahakz..but at last i understand lah..hahakz..because he explain it to me very slowly..he even sae tat im a blur2 person..hahakz..hmm..k lah..tats all folks..till we  meet again..tat is another few minutes tym..MUAHAHAHAHA!!..take care dudes!! toodles! bubye n take care peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116479768571380288?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116479768571380288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116479768571380288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116479768571380288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116479768571380288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/wahh.html' title='Wahh!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116409041305504769</id><published>2006-11-21T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T14:26:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dreams..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow people..wahh!! last nite i have a scary nitemare man..it was when on my b'dae i tink..my dream is bout a guy n my close frens..we are having a party and a great tym there..playing around the beach happily..well..i was picking up seashells alone..well, it was my favourute things..heh heh..well..i was into it so much as i was alone and have a wonderful tym..den suddenly out of nowhere there was this man with tattoo on his bald head..he was chasing after me..i accidentally dropped all my seashells out of shock n run n shouting for help as lud as i can..den suddenly..i was knocked out n wake up in an abondoned old house of some sort..i just try to find my way out..den out of nowhere a man stab me with a knife at my lungs..penetrating my body..i gasp for air man..i cannot breathe at all..before i saw my self dead i wake up from my nitemare..i can just feel the knife of metal in my body..ooo man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hahakz..tats all people..bout my nitemare last nite..bubye n take care ya all of u out there..hahakz..lurve u all out there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116409041305504769?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116409041305504769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116409041305504769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116409041305504769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116409041305504769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dreams_21.html' title='My dreams..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116393690512062758</id><published>2006-11-19T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:58:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore-Malayisa MOE camp..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow poeple..im so tired man!! hahakz..well, yesterdae just came beck from singapore-malaysia MOE camp at dairy farm there..its a 6 daes 5 nites summore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the first dae, i tot it is a boring camp..coz i did not noe most of them from my group..well, on the first dae there, we just have some team bonding n all..lyk related on making new frens from the singaporeans n of course also from the malaysian too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well..on the second dae itself..hmm..well i forgot ah..heh heh..so sorie2..but wat i noe is tat this is the best of the bestest camp i have ever gone through in my entire life!! hee! hahakz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;N the campfire was entirely fantastic n bombastic..hahakz! it was a BLAST man i tell u..hahakz..den after the campfire, andi sae tat only for tat nite..we are allowed to tuck out our shirts..MAN! was tat cool or wat! u rawk andi! hahakz..den after tat he also sae tat we can hang out in the canteen..we dun wan to sleep also can..hahakz..criously..this IS the MOST fun camp i tell u..hahakz..den at the canteen i n gerl plan to not sleep..at the canteen me n sum of my other frens talk to andi..we cried at last coz he sae things that we are touched at..wahh!! den after tat he went to sleep, the rest of us just talk to our own individuals group..i n gerl just talk to ayam n rusydan..den ask for their email..well, ayam is my groupmate..we called him ayam coz always, without fail, he will sae a sentence and always have the werd ayam behind..hahakz..funny..hahakz..den as for rusydan..i just ask his email as he was ayam's new fren n he is sitting in front of me summore..hahakz..den i talk2 with him..n he n i suddenly very very close..hahakz..very funny, but true though..hahakz..well, he is 2 years younger than me..den we sit2 n talk2..talk bout many kind of things..hahakz..den i read his hp messages n he read mine..fair n square..hahakz..well..i sort of take his cap from him n wear it..hahakz..den i sae i dun wan to return to him..n i will return to him on breakfast..hahakz..den he snatch my handphone n sae he will also return to me on breakfast..hahakz..den it's a deal then..fair n square..hahakz..well, after gerl n i talk to him..he sae he wanna go to his dorm..dunno do wat..skali..he bring his charger n sae he wanna charge for me as my batt is flat lyk really flat..hahakz..den ok lah..i agreed..wawawa! den talk2 lyk usual..but at last around 3.30 lyk tat..gerl sae tat she cannot take it n wanna sleep at the dorm..so i let her..den he disturb2 me..sae he wan his cap beck..hahakz..of course..i keep wearing it though..hahakz..n run away from him..dun return beck till breakfast..hahakz..den i just sit at the table..watching the people around me sleeping..hahakz..den he disturb people..waking them up..hahakz..do bad sia he..den i have to apologise for him..wawawa! den he sleep at the chair beside ayam..den i just sit at the table munching my candy cane sweet..hahakz..den around 4 lyk tat..i oso cant take it..den i sleep rite there on the table..my face on his cap..for pillow..hahakz..sorie2..den at last wen my fren wake me up..it was 5.45 in the morning..hahakz..sum of them also just wake up..den i go beck bath n all first..den wake up gerl at around 6.15 lyk tat..den after tat..around 7 am we assemble at the fire access area..den go breakfast first..after tat all of us are instructed to bring all of our thing, waluables n bags to the fire access area..den after tat we have o tree planiting again..lyk yesterdae..but this tym..it's different..we have to PLANT the trees..hahakz..den after that..it was tym for the malaysians to go..i hug all of my groupmates..missing them alot man!! i cried lyk there was no tomolow..hugging each of them make me cry more then ever..i saw rusydan n ask him to sign at my pillow..den we hug each other tightly..den we ask each other to take care n dun forget him n for get me..hahakz..dun worrie..i wont..den at the front gate..hug him again..well..miss him alot man..hes cute for a sec 1 guy..hahakz..well..c ya around k! dun forget me k! wuu..wuu..hahakz..den after that..wave to them n crying at the same tym..den after that the singaporeans turn to go beck too..well..the other skools have buses as their skool is far..but as for my skool..that is fajar..have to beck on our own as our skool id near dairy farm..hahakz..but we are not going beck to skool though..we go beck home..hahakz..but for me, gerl, syaza n dayah..we go bpp to eat kfc..hahakz..den say tat mayb rusydan lyk me..hahakz..coz he always ask gerl where am i..hahakz..well..err..thats ok..hahakz..but, i already have sumone in my heart n i will stick to it no matter wat!! hee!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well..tats all for now..i mean bout the camp..hahakz..k lah..k lah..bubye n take care u all k! miss all the people from the camp..n esspecially the instructors..hahakz..n esspecially instructor wan(wawa), andi n hisyam..hahakz..n of course..my adek angkat..rusydan!! hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116393690512062758?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116393690512062758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116393690512062758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116393690512062758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116393690512062758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/singapore-malayisa-moe-camp.html' title='Singapore-Malayisa MOE camp..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116308807924277478</id><published>2006-11-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:01:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad story n My story..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow..well..todae noting much..msg2 him..but lyk not semangat he reply..heartbroken sia..lyk i feel he regret loving me..coz i always give people bad luck n all..wuu..wuu..bery sad liao..den noe lyk we always talk so criously until sumtyms we even fight..wuu..wuu..i dunno wat came over me..den just now i just give him a long email to him..bout us..haiisshh..den now msg2 him also..very sad liao..but wat i am afraid is tat losing him n scared tat if he lyk another girl already..haiisshh..i tink tats all for now ya..bubye n take care ya you all..n sorie i never updated for a long tym..busy with tings lately..hee!! wee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116308807924277478?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116308807924277478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116308807924277478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116308807924277478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116308807924277478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/sad-story-n-my-story.html' title='Sad story n My story..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116118187531575615</id><published>2006-10-18T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:31:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My exams results and papers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow2..already how many daes never update..wuu! hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Todae get exams papers..very scared liao..hahakz..my main ting is i wanna noe bout my english results..if i pass english..i can be relieved..hahakz..the rest i can sae i dun give a damn for it.hahakz..im so bad man..hahakz..k lah..i dun giv a damn..but i criously dun care bout the rest..the only subjects i care bout is english, mother tongue, maths and history..luckily these 4 subjects that i lyk pass..those 4 are my very favourite subjects..hahakz..but i hate malay..coz it is hard to pass for me..but i pass..hahakz..and that is vey quite a relieved for me liao..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My marks ah..hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;english-87/140 (okok ah..hee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;maths-58/100 (mrs lim sae i improve quite alot actually..hahakz..that's good..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;malay-39 1/2 /60 (quite a relieved for me..hee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;biology-21/50 (buuhuu..i fail..coz i never study..and coz i never pay much attention in class..and i hate combined science..hahakz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;physics-31/50 (i pass..miss yong sae i improved greatly..from a just pass to 31..hahakz..i was quite happy..but even though i pass and improved greatly..i still hate physics to the core..and lyk i said..i hate combined science..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;history-31/50 (my fav subject i pass! wee! hee! hahakz..kk..i was quite and very happy when i get my history paper..hahakz..so much for my hard werk..and..my hard werk paid off really well i can sae..hahakz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;social studies-21/50 (i fail social studies coz..i never pay much attention in class..actually i never pay attention at all..coz i sleep mah..wahahahaha!! hee!! den even though i study i always fail this subject..so wats the point in studying this subject at all rite?? hahakz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;food and nutrition-12/40 (okok ah..hee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;K lah.. k lah.. until den ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116118187531575615?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116118187531575615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116118187531575615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116118187531575615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116118187531575615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-exams-results-and-papers.html' title='My exams results and papers..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-116031324052997872</id><published>2006-10-08T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:59:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handphone incident..Muahahahaha!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow everyone..i have a story to tell u guys..so sit beck and relax and enjoy reading it..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Todae i n nash go library to return books at lot 1..after returning it, i study physics and maths as tomolow is the exam papers..he ah..always distract me one..if i sae 'huh?' or 'wat?'..he always sae 'nevermind..continue ur werk..'..hahakz..actually irritating also ah..i ask him wat den he never sae anitink..HMP!! hahakz..den sumtyms talk2..dunno bout wat..we lyk just open topic den talk lah..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den he sae tat he and his frens will be going to the arcade to play games..den wait for them..den they come..den they go..den nash ask me to take care of his bag..i agreed..den he come beck and ask me to hold his handphone while he is away..he sae tat if i wanna go home, call syafiq or msg..if i he wanna go home first, he come beck to the library..i also agreed lah..hahakz..den he is off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den i study alone..study maths..do finish..den study physics..i use textbook de..coz aidil lend my file lor..hahakz..den i bring the big textbook tat cause my bag to be damn heavy..hahakz..no wonder i'm short and never grow..HEE!! den give up on physics..cannot concentrate de..den take out my one and only SKETCHBOOK..HEE!! den look at the photos there..so0o0o0o memorable one..hahakz..den edit here..edit there..den draw a new one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den draw2 lah..non-stop..hahakz..den i now recognise tat my drawing is not bad and have improve alot..HEH HEH!! puji diri sendiri nampak zak..hahakz..kk..enough2..continue zak..continue zak..kk..den dunno i suddenly have an excellent and great idea..heh heh..EVIL!! i decided to play a trick on nash..i am taking revenge because he always disturb me..RITE?? RITE?? HEH HEH!! i decided to hide his phone..den i try to find a spot tat he would not find his handphone..den i continue drawing as per normal..den a few minutes later..he come..den he sae where is his handphone..i try to avoid the question..and sae tat why is he so early..where is his frens..why he play the games so fast..hahakz..den he just answer and again..ask me where is his handphone..i sae a few more questions and he just answer it..my EVIL plot is according to plan..HEE!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HEH HEH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den he ask me AGAIN..where is his handphone..den i just keep quiet..den she stare at me lyk one kind..actually..his face is quite frightening for me..tat is wat i can sae..den i ask him..in malay 'will you be angry with me if i lost ur handphone?' he just say mayb..mayb not..he thought tat i was just playing games..so he go along with it..den i ask him again in malay..'will u ever forgive me if i really lost ur handphone?' he just sae mayb in 10 years tym..i ask him those questions..so many times..den he sae he will mayb forgive me..and if his parents scold him..he will not forgive me..and if his parents doesn't scold him..he will for give me..and if he have enough money..he will buy a new handphone and forgive me..hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den his face change..he really took it seriously..and ask me if it's true tat his handphone is stolen..who take it..and many more..den..u should see his face..it was totally PRICELESS!! i wanna laugh..but i resist..hahakz..den after a while..i ask the same questions..the two questions..den he sae he may forgive me..or not forgive me..den he added tat maybe forgive me but never talk to me anymore..and always stare..den the same answers as before..den after a while..for me lah..i saw him lyk going to cry..den stare at me..den i pity him lah..den i sae lah..'actually'..'TADAH'..i took out the handphone from the hiding spot..it is actually under my bag..hahakz..den he was lyk so0o0o0o0o relieved.den scold me..this and tat..this and tat..hahakz..i just keep laughing non-stop man!! hahakz..den i told him i was sorry..totally sorie lyk damn hell..den he lyk 'merajoklah'..den walk away..den i called out to him..he never reply..den i feel guilty..i look for him..he is nowhere in sight..so i kept waiting for him while drawing on my sketch book..den he appeared den sit down..den again..i sae sorie many times..den he sae i was lyk 'kurang ajar lah'..and wat 'kurang asam lah'..hahakz..i laugh again and sae sorie again many tyms..den i sae 'u shud see ur face just now..' in malay..'it was PRICELESS!!!!' hahakz..den he again disturb me agian lah..hahakz..den he sae he will get revenge one..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;K lah..k lah..until here den ya..i wanna study my physics and maths for tomolow exams papers hahakz..bubye n take care you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ouh ya nash..ur revenge rite..i will be waiting!! HEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nash..sebenarnye..zak buat trick nie tadi..sebab zak nak tau klau nash pentingkan zak ke handphone..tapi skarang zak dah tau..it's for me to noe and for you to find out k!..so tak pe lah..zak tau..zak tak kesah..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-116031324052997872?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116031324052997872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=116031324052997872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116031324052997872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/116031324052997872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/handphone-incidentmuahahahaha.html' title='Handphone incident..Muahahahaha!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-115988708046528445</id><published>2006-10-03T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:51:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN, FUN, FUN AND MORE FUN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow poeple..Todae is fun in skool..hahakz!! actually yesterdae is our first E.O.Y paper..the first 2 papers are MT1 n MT2..mother tongue lah..hahakz..den the next paper is on fridae..social studies..the most HATED subjects of all time..hahakz..criously sia..everytym got s.s period..i sleep one..dun believe ask hana..if i not sleeping i just talk, talk, talk..yak, yak, yak non-stop..hahakz..colvin sitting behind me also sleep liao..den i, hana and guan ping always talk one..den mrs steven always stare at us one..hahakz!! ^^..naughty2 ah..hee!! ^^..alah..she also heck care one lah..she sae if hu dun wan to study just sleep..den i am the first to sleep one everytym..hahakz..den only sum of us study one lah..hahakz..if not no students for her to teach lor..hahakz..but sumtyms i study one lah..exam coming mah..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kk..on to the original topic ya..hahakz..todae i and hana stay beck for awhile at class until 11am..we decided to arrange our class tables into a simple standard..hahakz..four straight lines of tables joining together..i and hana get the idea from all the malay boys..when as before recess, our bio class..they join the table while the rest like a pig sty..heh heh!!!! den we arrange it lah..den i and hana sweep2 here, sweep2 there..lyk bangla women version..hahakz!! but we did it willingly lah..hahakz..at least the class is nicer looking then the pig sty tingy and more cleaner then usually..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kk..den after skool..go bpp for awhile..den go to fajar street soccer court..we just wanna sit at the pondok there..den got a few bunch of indian guys from greenridge sec..EEEEyeh!!!! hahakz..i am so0o0o0o0o bad man!!!!..hahakz..Kk..continue zak..continue zak..hahakz..Kk..den wanna go to the street soccer got the wan all..irritating sia..my blood go upstairs u noe..hahakz..den we sit near the P.A.P there..haiyo..so hot there u noe..the shelter already absorbs heat summore den reflects it beck at us..hahakz..no wonder!!!! hahakz!!!! Kk..den we got the soccer ball from aisyah's house..den go to B.B.C play..den we notice tat the street soccer is so damn empty..den ape lagi..KITORANG CONQUER AH!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! hahakz..Kk..enough zak..enough zak..haiyo..hahakz..den after tat we play match..sec 2 versus sec 3..i play defender coz i am good at it..den dunno lah everytym lysa step my leg..hahakz..i tink she lyk my leg..hahakz..hahakz..it's ok lysa..i dun blame u for tat..hahakz..den got one part i accidentally kick lysa's foot den instead of she getting injured..i am the one getting injured..i was hopping throughout the match man..but i didn't show it ah..hahakz..but altogether it was fun man..even though sec 3's lost the game and the sec 2 wins the game..score i tink 4-0 or 3-0..hahakz..nvm lah..at least we have fun..rite???? hahakz..den after tat wan n gang disturb us..lyk one **** man!!!! NYEBOK JE GANG DIE!!!! can die for all i care man..criously if u guys noe them..u wanna maki dem lyk hell man!!!! but now in the moth of ramadhan wat(puase)..so mesti bersabar guys..bersabar..haiyo..hahakz..^^..hahakz..but at last they still manage to conquer the street soccer court again lah..hahakz..we only conquer the street soccer court lyk wat..half an hoy to 45 mins man..WAHKAU!! i hate it sia!!!!!! hahakz..nvm lah..it's ok..zak tak kesa..hahakz..k lah.. k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..!!!! ^^..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-115988708046528445?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115988708046528445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=115988708046528445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115988708046528445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115988708046528445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/fun-fun-fun-and-more-fun.html' title='FUN, FUN, FUN AND MORE FUN!!!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-115953968145345341</id><published>2006-09-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:21:24.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorie2!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well..todae not much liao..hahakz..todae at skool got P.E..summore it is in he puase zone.hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah..so my class, 3a2, versus class 3e3 and class 4a2 i guess in captain's ball game..hahakz..den the second round for my class is much more fun coz all of the gerls are violent..esspecially me!! heh heh!! coz i just push people lah..hahakz..i play rugby cum captain's ball mah..hahakz..^^..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Den in the afternoon..i and hidayah take half day puase..hahakz..coz cannot tahan ah..for her i dunno lah for wat reason..but for my reason..i dunno lah..coz i so thirsty and tired sia..coz summore play the P.E games so violently mah..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Den after going to B.P.P..me and frens go to our usual hangout..at the fajar street soccer there aka the pondok..den go syaza house for awhile take the monopoly game..den go pondok beck to play the game..we sit on the table..we occupy the whole pondok..wakaka!! den iskandar and gang come..they smoke..den disturb2 us..very irritating leh..hahakz..den we are bored of the game..den we play soccer cum captain's ball..hahakz..there are only six of us left coz sum of them go home already liao..hahakz..den when go beck to the pondok..the iskandar and gang play the monopoly board..the iskandar cheated his fren sia..hahakz..wat a bad fren he is..coz his fren just came out from jail mah..hahakz..den wait until 6.45 for them to finish the game..after a while they are still playing..we all say 'K.O..K.O..' coz they took so long to play the game..the game is supposed to be long hours mah..hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And now here i am..waiting for nash's reply..feeling so0o0o0o0o guilty..coz i tink i make him mad by saying sumtink i should not have..(i guess)..it's after half an hour already..i send him 2 messages already..i tink i will message him in another 5-1o more mins..mayb he is busy playing in the arcade or he is angry with me..haiisshh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woitts Nash! Klau Nash nga bace nie..bagoslah tu pasal Zak nak blang Nash yang Zak nie betol2 sorie tau..Zak tak sengaje buat Nash marah..criously Zak betol2 minta maaf..Zak tak tau yang Nash ambek tu criously..So Sorie2!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;K lah k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..^^..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-115953968145345341?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115953968145345341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=115953968145345341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115953968145345341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115953968145345341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-sorie2.html' title='So Sorie2!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-115936075364167072</id><published>2006-09-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:39:13.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAISEH &amp; EMBARRASSED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow everyone..so sorie i never update for soooo long..it's more den 2 months man!! hahakz..so sorie!!..kk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well..todae never do much at skool..during fnn period..mr sng never come again due to id re-service in ns..den i n hana loiter around the skool..muahahaha!! yeah..i noe..we are EVIL!! heh heh!! den after tat ms kum caught us..along with andrew, colvin and she kiat..luckily i n hana got past cause we lie to her..but actually we really go toilet lah..heh heh..den the three boys luckily never been call down..hahakz..yeah..den wat i hate most todae is physics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Coz i tot most of the people who noe me should noe me inside-out by now..coz..as all of u noe..i always the blur..sum call me sotong or block-head lah..but i didn't mind..ms yong is my physics teacher..den i was just opening my notes..n..WAHKAU!! Questions bombarded at me man!! so unfair leh..she ask 'gimme one characteristics of reflection'..sumtink lyk tat lah..den i wasn't paying attention coz i was opening my  notes from my file..den i am lyk blur2..den i sae reflection..den sum of my classmates laugh..i was lyk wat the heck..why are they laughing at me..den ms yong ask again..den i sae mirror or reflection..she ask me many times..until hana sae the 5 characteristics in my notes..den i faster flip thru it and find the answer..at last i sae..'VIRTUAL'..den she sae correct..den people laugh..i was lyk paiseh sia..den i am so embarrassed..coz i give the same n wrong answer everytym..luckily hana come to skool todae..if not..dunno until when i give the same n wong answer..hahakz..but they should noe i always blur2 wat!! hmp!! nevermind lah..it's not their fault..hahakz..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..!! heh heh!!n ouh yeah..so sorie for the late updates..heh heh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-115936075364167072?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115936075364167072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=115936075364167072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115936075364167072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115936075364167072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/09/paiseh-embarrassed.html' title='PAISEH &amp; EMBARRASSED!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-115555833452598448</id><published>2006-08-14T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:25:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Camp 2006!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The national camp was damn fun man!! Its a 4 daes 3 nites camp..it is a leisure camp..im in Charlie Company..Platoon 3..they are fun n totally wacky frens man..even my platoon commander was fun to talk with..us platoon 3 always bully him one..hahakz.den eating tym rite everitym they stuff us with food man..i can become fat man..budden i never grow fatter or taller..hahakz..the bunk bed is totally comfortable man..den the kayaking activity..we go dragon boating..damn fun man..den fazli do water attack on us..walau!! den we all one to attach him beck den he's boat go away..hmp!! takpe2!! hahakz..but still fun though..den at nite got camper's nite..my platoon blank sia..so we just create a cheer..hahakz..but at last platoon 4 get to perform for the campfire's nite..but it's ok though..it is still in charlie company mah..hahakz..den the second dae got LC flying..get to fly the aeroplane..dunno wat lah..hahakz..den summore tat tym in the morning..feel lyk sleeping..after my turn..i n my frens go to the shelter den sleep at our foldable chair..hahakz..so funny sia..tired mah..den after tat got field cooking..i, chandini, aini n 3 guys our platoon one..cook bread pizza..sumtink lyk tat lah..n chocolates cupcakes..tasty u noe..hahakz..we cook one mah..hahakz..den aini cannot wait until the cupcake cook sia..hahakz..den the second activity is..go do th rappaling n the standard obstacle course..fun man..got so may types of obstacles there..hahakz..den the rappaling was also fun man..it's the highest one i have ever gone too..den the third dae..tats the part wen i noe all of my platoon's mates..hahakz..den at the bus got dunnoe lah..we call him yellow ball..coz he give the joke about yellow ball mah..hahakz..den got the SMI all..get to shoot the real mc16..but stimulation one lah..hahakz..at least i pass all u noe..hahakz..den the second activity got the indoor obstacle..platoon 3 was divided into 2 groups..den we compete each other in the indoor obstacle..at last my group win mah..we co-operate with each other mah..hahakz..den got frisbee competition..i, aini, candice, fazli n isyad was in 1 team..they are funny n fun man..esspecially isyad n fazli..i, candice n aini always keep laughing non stop sia..hahakz..budden at last we win..coz we also co-operate with each other mah..den got street soccer competition..den we are mix with platoon 4.hahakz..at last the sirs team win ah..hahakz.coz they big n more experience den them mah..hahakz..budden fazli n isyad play violent sia..hahakz..budden nevermind lah..it's our camp mah..hahakz..den the campfire nit was one wacky nite sia..the first n second speech from the guest-of-honour is so long sia..until i suddenly sleep for awhile..hahakz..den after tat..we sing, dance, stand up, n run around the campfire..the foreigners also perform their shown, dance, sing n some slideshows..hahakz..den at nite after the campfire..me n my bunk mates confront one of the malaysia foreigners..coz she stole my handphone n doesn't wan to admit it..we talk until 3.30 in the morning sia..hahakz..we got oni 2 n a half hours to sleep..hahakz..den megan scold me n chandini coz we fall-in late mah..hahakz..den haiyo..the malaysia gal, the one hu stole my phone one to action2 be nice to me..sae sorie2 so many times lah..den one to step take photos with me..hmp!! takpe2!! got her balasan one dae ah..hahakz..den after tat must clean the bunk rooms, the corridors n the toilets..den after tat bring down all of our stuffs..den take all my platoon 3 email addresses..den go to the boys side n fall-in..n den ask for their email addresses too..den eat lunch..den i ask all to sign my national camp 2006 shirt n my card tag..hahakz.kenangan mah..hahakz..den after tat ask my sir's signature all..hahakz.his name is tarmizi..hahakz..he's cute..hahakz..den after tat ask his email also..hahakz..den after tat Charlie Company have to break up..platoon 3 also too..den tat is the last time i saw my platoon 3 mates n my sir..BUUHUU!! SO SAD SIA!! mish u all damn so much..see u in the next outing ya on 1st of september ah..hahakz..den must go to our own cca uniform group mah..hahakz..den go home with the shuttle bus to boon lay mrt station..den i go home with eugene n illiyas..hahakz..k lah..until den lah u all..so damn long ah this blog of mine rite now..i mean update n post lah..sumtink lyk tat lah..hahakz.u see..now i also talk crap liao..hahakz..k lah liao..i gtg now..hahakz..bubye n take care ya u all..esspecially my fellow platoon 3 mates n my sir!! hahakz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GO PLATOON 3, MY SIR(tarmizi) N CHARLIE COMPANY!! HUUHUU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-115555833452598448?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115555833452598448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=115555833452598448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115555833452598448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115555833452598448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-camp-2006_14.html' title='National Camp 2006!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-115487542980818847</id><published>2006-08-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:43:49.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BASKET!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hahakz..im beck dear all..todae got news only..hahakz..a fren sae wanna transfer skool to cck sec..hmm..hahakz..dunno lah..feel sad for him lor..but kinda angry coz he take tat desicion..he sae wanna try to talk to his parents..but i sae dun..coz obey parents is the first priority..hahakz..now i sound lyk a mum..dduuhh..hahakz..so lame crap sia..aniwae..todae go mivies with him liao..watch..the click..very funny the movie..but at the last part always got a sad part..hahakz..aww!!..pe jerr..hahakz..tats my line hor..aniwae..i recommend u to this movie..hahakz.. k lah..till den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..muakish to alls..hahakz..&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/24196235-115487542980818847?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115487542980818847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=115487542980818847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/115487542980818847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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with my pri school fren..den now talk n chat with him..he is very funny..everytime i laugh one..hahakz..aniwae..he just live the block next to mine..but always never saw him liao..den talk with him on the fon..he sae got saw me at street soccer..but i never saw him..busy playing soccer i guess..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..ouh ya..den i am in GOH for my skool NDP..heh heh!!!! very hepi liao..but on fri gastric seh..it started after recess..den the pain only a little..but when it comes to the training in the afternoon..walau!! pain lyk hell..until tears come out from my eyes..den all my squadmates ask to be casualty..but i dun wan..coz i never been a casualty before..den summore i am in acad strea..so five years in skool n cca i guess..hahakz..den i wanna break record to become the person with no casualty in the 5 years in skool n cca..hahakz..yeah yeah!! hahakz..sumtimes im a blur-block myself..tat i also dunno wat i sae..i sae A people sae B..people sae A i sae B..hahakz..always lyk tat one..so people..sorie if i dun understand u guys properly ya..heh heh!! coz im a blur-block as usual n always will be..believe me..hahakz..k lah..i tink tats all i have to sae now..coz i better get going to dayah's house...make b'dae cake for syaza mah..tomolow her b'dae..yeepee!! but i got oral ah tomolow..i came down n reach there like around 3.30 maybe..hahakz!! so people if u wanna see a small b'dae party..come down to fajar street soccer pondok there..hahakz..this is an invitation..hahakz!!!! k lah.now criously need to go..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-115363824979482563?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/115363824979482563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Town..[Yesterdae's entries..]!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorie i never update for almost..hmm..wat..a month..heh heh..i busy lah..do skool stuff n personal stufff..hahakz..well..exam finish now..so i can hang out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..todae is the YL outing..(Young Leaders)..we all plan go town n esplanade..den meet at bus interchange at 2.30...wait for the others also..den sum also cannot come..haiisshh..den lyk got a little bit people only..stil got oer 10 people lah..den hidayat n his frens come also..den take bus 700 go town at far east there..in the bus take many pictures..hahakz..we very the kecoh sia..hahakz..den reach at town there..go down the bus..den walk..straight only..sum go toilet n look at clothes..den we separate..coz zima, shukri, ayid, azri, hakeem n faizal dunno go where..den we just go ahead to esplanade by walking..coz we dunno take wat bus from town..den we just walk straight..den tired n thirsty..we go 7-11..we buy super big gulp n i buy pop pop..hahakz..den got so many detour sia..got so many construction site sia..hahakz..den until we have to walk into a restaurant n out the back door..hahakz..den walk walk walk..den tired rest near a bus stop there..den take pictures..skali got one pondan ask to take a picture of him..his breast also kena plastic surgery..HAHAKZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den manan go n disturb him n ask to take picture with him..hahakz..den i also join in the fun lah..i, manan n the pondan..hahakz..den continue our journey..until we found this alley way..we take many pictures there..u all look at my frenster..hahakz..den our pictures are lyk album posters n covers..aniwae our group is BroSisLup..hahakz..originally named SisterLup..as there were no guys yet..hahakz..den continue our journey until the esplanade there..take a lot of us pictures again..until hidayah's camere is full..hahakz..den take pictures until at nite at different locations..hahakz..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114932229690082303?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114932229690082303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114932229690082303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114932229690082303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114932229690082303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/06/townyesterdaes-entries.html' title='Town..[Yesterdae&apos;s entries..]!!!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114683847651309663</id><published>2006-05-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:14:36.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Npcc dae at skool..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae got npcc dae in my skool..sec 1 to sec 4 are to be in skool by 6.45 am..hahakz..den todae i wake up at 5..den sleep beck..den wake up at 5.15..sleepy mah..hahakz..coz last nite i polish my boots until shiny..hehekz..den saw sufian..face..hmm..no comments..saw jaivin n jaga face..more no comments..zul..hmm..hahakz..cheerful..smile at me n tolk to me too..hahakz..cheer up my dae man..hahakz..tanks ya zul..hmm..den heard tat jaivin fall-out..headache i guess..so pity..hmm..den whole dae wear full-uniform..nice..hahakz..during recess..all npcc cadets blue..hahakz..den after skool..go bp with frens in mufty..saw suf n hakim..n my other frens..steal a bit of food from my fren..hehekz..hungry ah..den go play soccer at usual place..at street soccer fajar..tis tym see hakiim n his frens there..they play soccer too..hahakz..den kick here..kick there..juggle here..juggle there..heading here..heading there..hahakz..rembat here..rembat there..hahakz..den i saw one cute guy..hehekz..boleh caiirr beb..!!den tired..deni hug the lamppost and sleep for awhile..den wake up..play soccer again..den i tired and drink to many gases drinks..hahakz..until my sickness become more painful..summore heading again with the soccer ball..pain..pain..den since this morning i caugh n sneeze..haiizz..den 6++ go home..sleep..coz tired mah..den wake up use com for awhile..den bath..den use it beck..hahakz..den now..is 9.45..chatting with zul liao..hahakz..fun n interesting tolking to him..hahakz..k lah..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114683847651309663?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114683847651309663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114683847651309663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114683847651309663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114683847651309663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/05/npcc-dae-at-skool.html' title='Npcc dae at skool..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114666357649354929</id><published>2006-05-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:39:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae after skool play soccer again at the basketball court near the fajar street soccer there..reach there around 2++ i guess hahakz..coz my exam finish at 12++ going to become 1 lyk tat lah..hahakz..den go there play2 soccer..den greenridge sec come n conquer the place wen only us were there..we fed up n sit down n watch them play..den i n hidayah go 7-eleven buy slurpee n me buy tomyam cup noodles..(my fav)..hahakz..den go beck watch dem again..den after tat they wanna play match..we just watch dem play the match..got girls oso ah..hahakz..den after they left..we fajar conquer the basketball court beck..hahakz..den play soccer again..hahakz..den 6++ go home..den do the usual ting lah wat i normally do after i go home from skool..hahakz..k lah..k lah..until den ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..hahakz..&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/24196235-114666357649354929?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114666357649354929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114666357649354929' 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exam..haiizz..stress..stress..stress..todae is history n eng paper1 papers..haiizz..last nite n this morning during flag raising i study lyk hell..never pay attention to the principal yakking..n never sing the national anthem..oops!!..hahakz..den luckily eng paper is first..the letter writing rite..i tink i got the format wrong..hahakz..nvm lah..i did my best though..den my compo..i must write bout i getting lost in a tour..den i write long2..den at the last 4 lines of the fullscap at the 2nd page..den i write about i getting lost..the rest of the story i write bout the tour..hahakz..crappy sia i..hahakz..den recess tym..all the people at skool got recess..packed lyk hell sia..hahakz..den i cut queue..hahakz..den sit down at table..sat my ex-admirer clone..hahakz..dunno lah..still lyk my ex-admirer..?dun lyk him?..hahakz..conferm confused..hahakz!!..kk..den study at our usual table..den my fren sae to my other fren in malay..'there i told u just now..if exam rite..zak will be a busy woman..hahakz..'..den tat tym i was studying lyk hell..den i was lyk blur2..den i sae wat..den they sae again..den i sae really ah..den i laugh..hahakz..den recess over..hist paper..i shout..'excuse me..busy woman walking..hahakz..'..den the hist paper ah..haiizz..dunno wat to sae sia..hahakz..the source-based question i can do..but the essay ah..ok ah..hahakz..bout league of nations..must write long2 sia..hahakz..den about the the failure of the league of nations ah..my mind blank..i totally forgotten..lyk zoom..blank..hahakz..crious..den tink3..den no ans..i just write anihow..hahakz..as long got sumtink on relating to the question..i just write lah..relating to the topic too..hahakz..den after skool..go eat at banquet at greenridge plaza..eat carrot cake black..or is it the other way around..hahakz..hahakz.n vanilla coke..yumyum!!..slurpslurp!!..hahakz..den go nplay soccer at fajar street soccer..skool finish at 12.25..straight away after exam go home..exam mah..hahakz..den play at the basketball court..coz at the street soccer..got zhenghua boys..playing..hahakz..den play until tired..den got 2 boys try to steam me n my frens bag..sia..lyk wat..den sound n confront they all behind our backs..but they also got listen ah..they also taken aback wat..hahakz..den 6pm lyk tat..go home..den reach home..watch tv..channel 8..holland v..fav!!..last tym my fav show sia..about nasi lemak..hahakz!!..k lah..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..hahakz..&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/24196235-114657494058220471?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114657494058220471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114657494058220471' title='0 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fajar street soccer..near me n my frens house..but my house at 451..a little bit further lah..hahakz..near greenridge primary skool there.hahakz..i mean behind it ah..hahakz..denno one there..we play soccer there lah..hahakz..i juggle here n juggle there..den hana seh i good at it..hahakz..cheh bah!!..hahakz..den kick here n kick here at the wall..den got cck students boys..sit at the stairs between the street soccer n the basketball court..den stare us..i mean look at us playing soccer..den i sae to hana..tat are we doing a free show for them or wat..hahakz..den we just continue playing lah..den they come to us tat they wanna play there..suddenly one of dem is our old pri skoolmate..so we let dem ah..hahakz..den we sit at the stairs where they sat..with their bags still there..den we still bring our bags lah..hahakz..den we sit sit..tolktolk..hahakz..den the cck students boys take their bags from the stairs coz they scared tat we steal their things..hahakz..den at 4 i go home..den i sleep until 7..hahakz..k lah..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114623762809087769?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114623762809087769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114623762809087769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114623762809087769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114623762809087769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/04/street-soccer.html' title='Street Soccer..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114614000353819576</id><published>2006-04-27T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:13:23.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No skool todae for fajar sec skool..hahakz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae got no skool for my skool..n tat is fajar sec skool..hahakz..coz our skool is a place for people n residents to vote for the pap n opposition all..hahakz..since mondae..the mediacorp all bring the camere all n the wire2 tingy to our skool..such a big mess sia..very irritating..hahakz..not so ah..coz it can show our skool name at the camere mah..hahakz..den the hall yesterdae was decorated all..den u all noe tat our skool is being repainted since the march holidae..until now almost completed all already ah..hahakz..den our skool represented the voting ting..n all the media come..den the workers started to paint the fire extinguisher ting outside the skool one..where the fireman must put the hose on the ting there..hahakz..yep2..hahakz..paint it all red again..hahakz..bright red sia..hahakz..den i tink by next week or the next 2 weeks den the whole painting ting is being completed..hahakz..so our skool will have a new coat of paint hahakz..actually all the events in skool is all quite boring..no wonder people sae our skool have no fun events n all..so i decided..after all the 'N' n 'O' levels all done..n afetr the teachers's dae..i tot i wanna write a suggestion to the principal..JENGJENGJENG!!!!!!!!..hahakz..i wanna ask tat..can have a dance competition or not..coz most of us fajar students lurve to dance mah..so tats wat i decided..hope the principal allow it..hahakz..k lah..until den ya....aniwaes..btw..the principal's name is mrs wong mee mee..hahakz..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114614000353819576?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114614000353819576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114614000353819576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114614000353819576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114614000353819576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-skool-todae-for-fajar-sec.html' title='No skool todae for fajar sec skool..hahakz..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114613942185723318</id><published>2006-04-27T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:03:41.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tis post is for yesterdae one ah..hahakz..hmm..syf ah..hmm...verix1000 BORING LYK HELL!!!!!!!!..hahakz..sorie to sae tis but it's true..i prefer my contingent 7 squadmates..hahakz..really..they are lyk the boring people i ever had met..sum of their faces are kerek2..hmm..hahakz..but i try to make frens with sum of them though..hahakz..k lah until den ya..sorie2..coz tis post is too short hahakz..until later ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114613942185723318?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114613942185723318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114613942185723318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114613942185723318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114613942185723318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/04/syf.html' title='SYF..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114579622469039485</id><published>2006-04-23T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:43:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Heats2 and Actual NPCC Dae Parade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae..is the sports heats2..todae the very first event is the 2oom finals..n i got 6th..UWAH!!!!!!!!..hahahakz..but nevermind liao..at least i did my best u noe..hahakz..den wen i was running..all my frens shout lyk mad people at me to run faster..hahakz..until my leg cramp liao until at the NPCC dae parade..hahakz..massage here..massage there..hahakz..kk...on with the sports heats2 ya..den i bring my dad's videocamere..hidayat ah..dunno wat he do to my dad's videocamere until cannot record n play my running with syaza..den i do this do that den ok already..im not going to lend any of my things to him ever again ah..hahakz..den at least i can record the others n my frens..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk..den the actual NPCC Dae Parade..den meet at the classroom with my full-uniform with my frens..den help the sir arrange the chairs n tables..then wait for the rest to come..den they come den must sit n listen to the sir on wat we are supposed to do todae..den sir must check our uniform..uniform checking mah..den i got lollipop..coz my sir seh my uniform is higher den the normal standard..hahakz..of coz mah..my boots shiny liao..hahakz..den afetr uniform checking..sir give all of us a thing from the old npcc ones..i mean all the old stuff of npcc lah..hahakz..den i take the whistle..hahakz..so cool n shiny liao..hahakz..den after tat got the last dry run..hahakz..i put in my bestest of the bestest effort..hahakz..the last dry run oni got a little bit of people casualties..luckily ah..hahakz..den after finish the last dry run..go beck to classroom to get ready for the big thing..the actual NPCC Dae Parade..hahakz..tat tym during the break..i record sum of my cadets mates liao..hahakz..using my dad's videocamere lah of coz..got tym ah i..hahakz..den fall-in near the big staircase there..den walk to our form-up point..hahakz..den while walking there..saw my mum's car..inside got my mum n sis..hahakz..den after tat reach the form-up point..sum of us aree nervous..hmm..not me though..hahakz..i'm just chilling bout everything but sad liao going to end soon..den..all the guests are already been seated..den the big thing started..wen we march in..on the left n right of the'dias' got all of the units's supporters..wahh!! ..so many blue sia..well..of coz lah..the npcc dae's participants's oso wearing blue mah..hahakz..den find my skool cannot liao..coz so many blue wat..hahakz..den already reach our point..den wait for all the speech tingy n the prize presentation tingy..i cannot find my sis n mum sia..too many people ah..hahakz..den it is already the march-pass n the march-off..hahakz..den wen passing the 'dias' while saluting..finding my mum n sis..dun haf..UWAH!!!!!!!!..hahakz..but nevermind though..i noe they can see me liao..hahakz..den at the training shack..we talk to each other..most of the tym i tolk to all the regents cadets..esspecially zul n izzat..they so cute n adorable though..hahakz..miss dem lots to the core..dunno if we will see dem again..BuuHuu..so sad liao..den got find my mum n sis..fight with my mum..negotiation here negotiation there..becoz of going home wat tym..coz my grandmother go KL tomolow mah..hahakz..den at last i can stay until it finishes..but my sis must wait for me lor..den my mum go home to fetch my maid n bro to my grandmother's house..den find my skool cadets..akmal wanna find sir jia hong..her favourite sir mah..hahakz..den run here run there to find our skool's supporters..to find aisyah for the camere hahakz..to bad my videocamere at the classroom..den eat dinner at canteen..den at classroom..very sad thing liao..must say goodbye to all..miss them alots ah..to the core you noe..den akmal ask all of them for their email, msn n friendster address..hahakz..luckily we can all still keep in touch n can still contact with each other..hahakz..den i take the last tym of recording all of them in my videocamere..den jeff oso help me record..tanks ya jeff!!..i really appreciated ur help alots!! den my sir talk to us..like briefing n debriefing ah..den go home..i was the last few to go home..hahakz..den go toilet..coz i am in a rush liao..den change to my home clothes..coz my go grandmother house with my sis that is waiting for me outside..we take taxi liao..summore at pasir ris..den quickly change..den go outside..find my sis..cannot find my sis..luckily found hakiim..he told me tat my sis is waiting for me at the big shelter there..hahakz..luckily sia..den found her..den she lecture n scold me why i was late..hahakz..coz sir release us late mah..hahakz..den take taxi go pasir ris..den reach my grandmother house..saw my father reach there already liao..from werk mah..hahakz..den drink four glasses of syrup juice..eat one plate of nasi goreng..n two pieaces of drumlets..aka..chicken wings..hahakz..tat tym tired mah..one whole dae u noe i busy..got heats..den npcc..hahakz..den grandmother house..hahakz..den at my grandmother's house i sleep for awhile liao..very damn tired mah..hahakz..den i sleep like wat sia..leaning on the sofa..sleep..of of my legs at the sofa chair..the other one on the flor..hahakz..den after tat tym to go home..den reach home change to my home clothes..den wash my hands n legs..den straight away i go n sleep..i never even bath sia..hahakz..pheeuu!!..smelly me!!..hahakz..!!..hahakz..!!..den lyk i said..i was damn damn damn tired..hahakz..k lah k lah..until here n den..coz this entry very long liao..hahakz..got three events for me wat..hahakz..ouh ya..i oso take part in SYF..hahakz..with zul n faridah n akmal..hahakz..n summore at skool got NDP Parade..mayb we sec threes's got can become GOH liao..hahakz..k lah k lah..until tomolow ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:This entry is for yesterdaes ones..coz yesterdae lyk i said i staright away n sleep..no tym liao..hahakz..sorie2 liao..&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/24196235-114579622469039485?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114579622469039485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114562691926753692</id><published>2006-04-21T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:41:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Heats..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae after skool got sports heats..must report at 1.15 at the woodlands stadium..so early sia..hahakz..i take part in the 2oom n 4x1oo relay..take bus 187 to there..inside the bus full of fajarians..hahakz..den reach there..sit down n wait for ms neo to call us to report to our events..den the rest come..den the lower sec run the events first..den after that ms neo call the sce3 2oom to report ourselves to her..so i n syaza go..den i am in heats 1 lane 3..n syaza is heats 2 lane 5..hahakz..den wait for the lower sec to run their events..den after tat ms neo ask us to report at the starting line..den reach there do sum warm up while the last batch of sec 2 run their events..den it is our turn..he sae the'ke garisan..sedia..PEET!!..hahakz..i mean the whistle lah..den we run..altogether there are 5 runners including me..den i run3..den after a few seconds..i run past 2 chinese gerls that are in front of me..den i overtake dem n become second while faridah become first..den near at the last small shelter i nearly trip..but luckily i keep on running until the finish line..hahakz..den near the last part i slwo down a little bit..i dunno y ah..hahakz..den suddenly i just recognise that many of my friends n house mates are supporting me..hahakz..n of course faridah came in first n i n second position..luckily i n faridah is in the same house n tat is conger..hahakz..very hepi leh..hahakz..den wait until all the other event are finsh den mr maran tell us hu will be qualifying in the finals tomolow..hahakz..i n syaza got in..so we will be competing with each other as we are in the different houses..hahakz..den after tat we all go home..hahakz..i gurantee tat tomolw i will be tired..n i mean..damn tired..coz morning got sports heats2  ..den in the afternoon i got the actual NPCC dae parade..den summore at night i must go to pasir ris to my grandmother house..haiizz..but tomolow will be different from the rest..coz..i will be bringing my dad's videocamere..hahakz..yeap2..hahakz..k lah k lah....until tomolow n then ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114562691926753692?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114562691926753692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114562691926753692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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training at HTA for NPCC dae parade..very sad liao..but i n zulaikha will be joining SYF..so we will be going to HTA again liao..mayb our OC, ms phang will let us ah..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;alritealrite..kk..on to the point ya..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todae at training..do 3 dry rounds..fuuhh..tiring ah..summore dun have break sia..wanna drink water also cannot ah..hahakz..must drink tap water lah liao..hahakz..ok ah..quench my thirst..but not satisfying..very tasteless den the plain water in the water bottle liao..den first round lyk normal..march in den straight away practice the march pass and the march off..hahakz..so fast..den second round also the same..den the drinking water part..den the 3rd round do the normal and the actual wan..i mean the same ah..hahakz..sorie2..very hard ah to explain..hahakz..i mean do the actual one ah..but skip sum parts..coz waste tym n summore no tym..going to becum nite tym..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den must sit at the 'dias'..dunno for wat ah..skali for taking the tickets..hahakz..for the actual dae one..hahakz..den putting the air-refreshener food..hahakz..on my bag..den skali zul sae got that 'person'..den i tot hu..skali him..hmp..still remember those thoughts though..trying to delete it from my brain..hahakz..but cannot liao..very hard..den try to ignore him ah..dun see him..summore he sit directly in front og me..haiizz..nvm lah..den i look at the zhenghua sec3 npcc dance..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorie to sae this..but..the dance really doesn't have any logic at all..i dunno wat the dance means..but sum of them are really stail n creative..can salute them..summore me n my frens laugh loudly until the zhenhua sec2 face lyk..hmm..wat can i sae..frustrated i guess??..hehekz..sorie2..i didn't mean to laugh at ur skool juz now..sorie2..okok..fine..u not hepi rite..kk..lets get this over with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sae sorie to vanessa(i guess..), hakiim, saiful, zuhairi, johnatton(i guess), n the one more flag bearer..dunno hu ah..hehekz..from us!!hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;hope u accept the apology though..hehekz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk..den i tink ah..at the actual dae..i bring my dad's videocam..record all the things things that had hapen in our squad..contingent 7 mah..hahakz..lurve all of them alots!! even though i didn't noe sum of dem..i still lurve dem to the core..&lt;br /&gt;i gurantee u..tat on the actual dae..i will cry for sure..100 n 1% ah..hahakz..nono..100 n 2%..hahakz..really i will cry..coz mayb i will not see sum of dem again..esspecially all the regent sec cadets..lurve dem alots..esspecially izat n zul..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;K lah K lah....until den ya..mayb tomolo i update my blog again ya..hahakz..ouh ya..sorie i didn't update my blog for awhile..coz i busy ah..hehekz..sorie2 ya..ouh ya..i forgot i forgot....bubye n take care you all ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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parade!!!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114485331135301721</id><published>2006-04-12T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:48:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todae HTA training was fun..mostly inside the big brand new hall..HAHAKZ!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae training lyk wat sia..the sir firdaus lah..juz first round of the parade..den semula beck..lyk farking sia he..&lt;br /&gt;den after tat got the SYF people at the training shack..KECOH!!&lt;br /&gt;hahakz..den the second round..after semula beck..den succeeded..skip the prize tingy all tat n continue to the march pass n the march off parade..hahakz..do it for the third round as well..den dunno lah hakiim n saiful got dunno wat investiture..sumtink lyk tat lah..so they have to go off early at around 4.30pm..den got break..get water as usual..but no air freshener though..hahakz!!..aka the bar food tat wan..hahakz!!&lt;br /&gt;den during drinking..jeff vomit sia..the whole seat summore sia..den summore akmal sitting beside him..hahakz..so pity for akmal..kena her bag..faridah's skool clothes uniform summore kena also kena sia..so many..luckily my bag n zulaikha bag never kena..if not..we'll be screaming..hahakz..den fall in..&lt;br /&gt;den after tat..got dunno lah wet weather rehearsal..i mean the so-called rehearsal lah..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;den we must go inside the big brand new hall..hahakz..den the sir firdaus yakyakyak..lecturelecturelecture...talktalktalk..scoldscoldscold..den after tat we shout..yes sir!!.. hahakz..funny sia..got echo summore..fun sia..so cooling summore..got air conditioner..hahakz..den summore yakyakyak..lecturelecturelecture..talktalktalk..scoldscoldscold summore..hahakz..den the sir sae the flooring tiles are new n made out of dunno wat lah material..hahakz..i dun noe he care so much bout the flooring tiles..hahakz..den after tat he teach us to slide bang..cannot the normal bang lyk sedia wan..hahakz..style..lyk the sound lyk sumone sweeping the floor..hahakz..den he dunno lah in the middle of tolking he sae..dun scratch ur beckside lah..sumtink lyk tat..hahak..den the whole hall laugh at the person..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;den the flag bearers ah..FUUHH!! nice..really jealous sia..they stand in one straight line around the whole hall summore..summore the hall is big summore..hahakz..my fren izat n zul sae..lyk funeral sia..hahakz..den must do rehearsal taat setia..the flag bearers ah..i can salute them lyk hell sia..really if u see u really wanna salute dem..they do it really nice n fantastic..hahakz..den after tat go home..hahakz..tis tym..it is bus by bus..hahakz..my contingent can't believe it tat we area 19..the ONLY area tat has no bus..hahakz..u wanna noe y..i tell u y..coz it is very near mah..hahakz..COOL..k lah until den ya..hahakz..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114485331135301721?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114485331135301721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114485331135301721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114485331135301721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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with my feelings..at first his fren sae tat he lyk me..i was curious as i noe more bout him..&lt;br /&gt;den i began developing feelings for him..till todae..i dunno wat hapen to me..&lt;br /&gt;he juz tell me straight..tat he was just joking..n he also told me tat he juz wanna noe tat will his fren be jealous or not..tats all..really breaks my heart alot..&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/24196235-114476707628871349?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114476707628871349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114476707628871349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hana n frens to popular buy things..&lt;br /&gt;den after dat go home..reach home around 4..den change shirt n all to get ready for the sports heat training..coz tomolow my house got selection..i take part in the 200m n 4x100 baton relay..&lt;br /&gt;kk..on to the point den..den 4.30 already..must meet hana n frens under her blok near the fajar street soccer there..the one beside greenridge pri skool..kk..den..meet syaza at the fitness corner..before tat i go fajar lrt go buy 100 plus..energy drink mah..hahakz..den at fitness corner we all start to warm up..den after dat stretch again..den rest for awhile..den 5++ already..den me hana n syaza run around the drain near there for 2 rounds non-stop..gerek!!..hahakz..den after dat..cool down at the fitness corner..den stretch again..to relax the muscles mah..hahakz..den after dat me n frens play soccer..hahakz..!!..fun sia..we play soccer beside the street soccer coz got sum boys n zhenghua boys play dere..haiyo..hahakz..but nvm lah..can still play on the field wat..hahakz..den we play soccer until 6++..going to becum 7'o clock already sia..hahakz..den reach home..luckily my mum haven come home yet..coz she go hospital to see my sick grandmother..if not she bantai me lyk hell sia..coz going to becum magribh mah..lyk last year lah..kena bantai by her..until got alot of bruises..lyk farking pain sia..i can endure..but it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114467474455239583?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114467474455239583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114467474455239583' title='0 Comments'/><link 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arial;"&gt;Todae training lyk wat sia..fun is oso fun ah..but it have it limits man..&lt;br /&gt;the first training at HTA is ok ah..fun is oso fun ah..satisfied with everitink tat is going on there..so many people casualty sia..hahakz..so pity 4 them seh..den got the second break..den dunno lah y my sir scold people n us out of no reasons..den the second training..very tiring ah..must in senang diri position most of the tym..dem my legs are lyk cram n stiff..cannot move..but i force it to move..hehekz..den at sum tym..my legs lyk got 'seut-semut' lyk tat..hahakz..must stand n bear the pain 4 a while..den finish the march pass n march off..den reach behind the carpark..berhenti there..den fall in under the training shack there..den the sir lecture lecture lecture..yakyakyak..den fall in behind the carpark again haiizz..&lt;br /&gt;den after tat we march to our classroom aka our second home..but den..after a few marches..the sir berhenti us..becoz the first four cadets play around n march so fast we cnnot catch up..den the last four transfer n becum the first four..den we march again..but den again..we berhenti n get scolded coz they march too fast we cannot catch up again..&lt;br /&gt;den got scolded again..this tym more stricter n serious..den the sir sae we will be the last contingent n last batch to move off from the carpark..we wait for the last flag party to move off..but their sir is talking to dem for a long tym..so our sir fed up n let us go n march off to our classroom..&lt;br /&gt;den all the way we are so stressed up tat we juz keep quiet until at the classroom..&lt;br /&gt;at the classroom all of us talk so loud tat sum of us are so stressed out tat we shout at dem to keep quiet n keep their volumes down..den suddenly all of the flag bearers come in n sit down to join us..&lt;br /&gt;den lyk normal..den the sir scold people here..scold people there lyk he got notin better to do den scold people..den waiting for the rest of the flag bearers to come in n waitin for our dinner to come..&lt;br /&gt;i was very tired n stressed up..got sum of my problems haven settle yet..den summore becum more stress coz very tired of todaes training mah..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;den i lie down on the table..n sleep for a few minutes..den wake up becoz of the noise level..den i lay down at the chair n sleep for a few minutes..den wake up coz i dream the same dream tat i had last tym..it's about me beaten up by tat farking lier..!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;den i just rub my eyes most of the tym coz i dun wan to sleep beck..dreaming of the same tink over n over again..den tym to go home..the sir scold us in area 19 den take our dinner n change into our mufty outfit den go home straight away..&lt;br /&gt;k lah..until den..hehekz..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114450790865472699?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114433281669304546</id><published>2006-04-06T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:13:38.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todae..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae got speech dae n prize giving dae at my skool..sec 4 npcc are GOH..jealous sia the rest of us..they get to wear the number 1 uniform..we cannot..haiizz..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;den the rest of us npcc must do road marshall werk..&lt;br /&gt;since us sec 3 have experience since last year's road marshall..we have to help n guide the sec 2 in doing the road marshall werk..hahakz..fun sia..&lt;br /&gt;den in the middle of doing our duties..it started to rain heavily..like boom..!!&lt;br /&gt;den all of us except the sec 3 go under the shelter as we instructed dem to do so..den we sec 3 have to do all the duties lah..it's unfair i noe..but im hepi at the way tings are at it..&lt;br /&gt;den only 6 sec 3 n 1 sec 2 help do all the duties..hahakz..k lah..until den ya..bubye n take care ya u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196235-114433281669304546?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114433281669304546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114433281669304546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114433281669304546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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a bit more smaller..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya..juz now before the whole shooting..one of the sirs' ask me to do a trial as i was small..so must try to take out the gun..point down..put bullets..reload bullets..blablabla..haiizz..pain u noe my hand..must stretch my hand n hold the gun..haiizz..fun n funny sia..&lt;br /&gt;den after one skool is Fajar Sec's turn..im at the range number 9..the last one..it is a mam hu take me..den after all of the commands given by the sir..we all start to shoot at our target..&lt;br /&gt;got 18 bullets..3 rounds..each round 6  bullets..2 rounds in 9m n 1 round for 15m..hahakz..den must concentrate..den shoot..fun seh shoot..lyk wan to go shoot the revolver again..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;hahakz..at last the shooting ends..take our target n bring it to a room where got 1 sir n 1 mam count our points..&lt;br /&gt;i PASS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;got 82/90..got 15 bullets in the rectangle box..n 3 bullets outside the rectangle box..hahakz..luckily i pass seh..i pass my marksmen..hahakz..at last..i will get the badge..k lah until den..bubye n take care you all ya..&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/24196235-114415568451851660?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114415568451851660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114415568451851660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114415568451851660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114415568451851660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/04/marksmen-test-at-hta.html' title='Marksmen 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had..hmm..lyk very scary n fearful..hmm..u wanna noe..at msn den ask me..it's kind of personal ah..sorie2..&lt;br /&gt;den juz now during the speech dae rehearsal..raining lyk hell..luckily the speech dae is at the hall..&lt;br /&gt;mostly..people hu noe me better..will noe wat will hapen if im stress at skool..&lt;br /&gt;i will eat n drink alot..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;but todae is different..i drink alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den todae wen home at 6.40 from bpp..raining summore..haiizz..den i go ride the petir lrt..drenched in rainwater..double haiizz..&lt;br /&gt;den at petir lrt..i dunno lah wat hapen..&lt;br /&gt;i tap my ez-link at the thingy..i saw it's green in colour..den i straight away push the metal bar with both of my hands..den suddenly the metal bar never move..i sprained my left hand instead..summore the metal bar hit my stomach very hard as it suddenly jerk beck..my stomach now got one line..style..haiizz..new tattoo ah..double haiizz..den when i push again..the metal bar ok already..lyk wat seh..&lt;br /&gt;den i reach at fajar lrt..going down the stairs..i trip n fell..from the top to the centre strairs..fuuhh..nice impact sia..so loud..luckily one lady help me up..haiizz.sprained my ankle this tym..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno lah..todae a bad luck n bad dae for me..summore i got many injuries in just one dae..fuuhh..nice..got many blue-black tattoo..hahakz..so help n cheer me up k??&lt;br /&gt;if u realize..i oni laugh 2 tyms..mostly i laugh many tyms..coz now..haiizz..u noe it all..read the above..k lah..until den..bubye n take care u all ya..&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/24196235-114407208174767939?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114407208174767939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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fun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae got hta training..juz now my frensn me tot tat todae training start at 8..den we go to hta n reach there at 7.20..den akmal sms sir n he sae tat the parade start at 8.30..we r lyk..'peng'..den we sit at the bus-stop to wait for faridah..we are the first skool to reach..hahakz..very proud..cheh bah..so many sirs n mams saw us sitttin' at the bus-stop..they was lyk wat the heck..??den 7.50 faridah arrive..but too bad we becum second in arriving..coz the greenridge reach there first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training starts..fuuhh..&lt;br /&gt;tired..&lt;br /&gt;the first round of the parade starts..from todae onwards..my sir sae..we practice the full wan..hahakz..i sae interesting..&lt;br /&gt;skali..&lt;br /&gt;fuuhh..&lt;br /&gt;lyk can becum roasted sia..den wen the commandant sae..wat 'berturut-turut'..den got one zhenghua sec cadet fainted..flat sia she fainted..i was lyk wat hapen..den i ask my fren beside me..&lt;br /&gt;'wan to help or not? wan to help or not?' i was tinking too fast until i oso got headache..den juz about to do the march past..luckily 2 mams help her..lucky..very lucky..if not the others will trample over her..so pity..&lt;br /&gt;Den after the first round finish..we all fall-in at the shelter..den got break..got oni water bottle..ok lah..thirsty oso..den drink..all of us drink lyk camel sia..hahakz..very funny..sum of us drink until oni lyk 3/4 of the bottle..hahakz..den put into the box..den wen everitink put alreadi..got one sir scold us den waste water n force us to drink until finsh..FORCE u noe..siallah the sir..the sir standing in front of us lyk one statue..he tink he president ah..GO HOME AH..one to step big oni..den all us finish..den ask to turn the water bottle upside down..den got droplets fall on my face sia..den all of us got droplets..&lt;br /&gt;den the sir ask us to refill the bottle at 1/4 full..den ask us to drink again..my stomach is painful sia..i can vomit the water out rite in the spot sia..lyk water parade..haiizz..i hate water parade..oklah..my skool sumtyms the annual camp got wataer parade..but tis one!!..it is definitely n absolutely ridiculous!! the worst water parade i ever had in my whole lyf..ask him to drink 2 bottles of 1.5 litres den he noe..hahakz..so evil of me ah..den ask to turn the bottle again..haiizz..all of us faces lyk pale alredi..&lt;br /&gt;lyk..&lt;br /&gt;fuck sia..&lt;br /&gt;the sir..&lt;br /&gt;can go to hell ah he..&lt;br /&gt;he not the boss wat..&lt;br /&gt;one to step big oni he..&lt;br /&gt;GO HOME AH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den the second parade start..at our position..all of us say stomach painful..until must crouch for awhile..den it started..lyk normal..training was hell but ok lah..quite fun oso..hahakz..den third parade start..n lyk normal again..n luckily tats the last one..if not..i can die alreadi sia..just recover from my high fever last week summore..haiizz..hahakz..k lah until den..so long sia i update..hahakz..so long this entry..hahakz..sorie2..k lah until den..bubye n take care u all..hahakz..&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/24196235-114390082168305908?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114390082168305908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114390082168305908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114390082168305908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114390082168305908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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wait for awhile coz the movie will be ending soon..den suddenly she call me repeatedly..so annoying sia..wanna watch the movie oso lyk wat seh..hahakz..den she go out..my mum shout at her for going out bcoz we have so much to do for this open house..wen she came beck home..she throw tentrams here n there..she throw the key..n i have to take it n lock the door..haiizz..den i wanna use the com..she say she wanna use..wat could i do..but obey lyk a dog or a servant..very angry sia i..den she dun wan to do all the werk..i have to do my werk PLUS her werk..siallah..tired sia i..my whole body aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den around 5++..i lie down on my bed..feeling tired n aching all over my body..hahakz..den just as i was about to take a very short nap..my sis barg into our room n order me to bath immediately..i was lyk siallah..i just do the werk for her n den she order me around..it's nmot fair sia..i feel lyk shouting rite at her face sia..very stress u noe..haiizz..luckily i can maintain my temper..hahakz..k lah..until den..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114330036921680808?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114330036921680808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114330036921680808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114330036921680808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114330036921680808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/03/open-house-in-my-house.html' title='Open House in my house..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114320869424369574</id><published>2006-03-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:58:14.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is light now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae training is fun but hell..the senior staff sergeant is fierce n strict sia..force people do the drills properly..very tough..luckily my contingent never get scolded by anione..we do perfectly..but the turning point ah..haiyo..sum of my frens turn a curve..not at a point..hahakz..todae was fun but it is so the tough lyk hell..den after break got another practice..tis tym we practice the almost full one..not the very full one lah..den summore..rite after the break..while just marching into our positions..the senior staff asked all of us except the flag party to go back n do it again..it's not fair..y the flag party can stay..haiyo..but it's ok..i can endure it..but im still sick..my throat and aching back..haiizz..i tink by tis sundae or by next week i'll be recovering already..hahakz..so hepi sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den todae after hta training..i n my frens walk along the corridor to cross the road to the bus stop..as my prepaid is low..i use my fren's hp lah..i cannot tell the name coz i dun wan her to be identified..i use my fren's hp to msg..i tell shukri tat i wan break coz our relationship is not werking n so on..if u wanna noe the whole story..ask my permission den i c first if i wanna tell u or not..my heart is light now..as i carry on with my journey of life..a brand new fresh journey for my life..Yeah!! New!..can start having a life tats is fresh, clean n brand new..mayb i found tat sumone in another dae..yeah..hahakz..k lah..tats all for now ya..bubye n take care ya u all..&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/24196235-114320869424369574?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114320869424369574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114320869424369574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114320869424369574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114320869424369574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-heart-is-light-now.html' title='My heart is light now..'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114303541126177844</id><published>2006-03-22T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:50:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HTA training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todae's training is very fun as usual..tough but satisfying..hahakz..hmm..i am still sick..my high fever died down already..now left my throat tat is sore and my whole body is aching lyk mad since tis morning..i dun wan to go to skool..but i suddenly remember tat todae got hta training..so i go ah..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was quite ok..must rehearsed for NPCC dae..hahakz..power!!..can't wait for the full-dress rehearsal..hahakz..got alot of badges mah..hahakz..but not tat much lah..hahakz..juz now during training..i must stretch my whole body sia..every tym got tym to stretch..i stretch..even during break tym..den lyk no mood to eat sia..i wanna eat..but wen i eat suddenly got full alreadi..haiizz..i hate being sick sia..so..sickening..must eat medicine lah..so troublesome..ouh ya..on with the story ya..den the training is fun..but always do the same thing..hahakz..must practice mah..to improve our drills..den the GOH kena scolded by the head commandant or wat they called it..hahakz..their CIs are very fierce n strict sia..luckily never join them..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den during our last practice for the dae..in the middle of it..getting lecture by the head commandant..it started to rain..hahakz..so all of us run to the big grand stand shelter sia..hahakz..tat part is very fun n funny seh..can play in the rain a little bit oni..haiizz..den after a few minutes..my contingent 7's CI dismiss us..hahakz..can't wait for the other trainings tat are coming up..hahakz..k lah..until den..bubye n take care ya you all..&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/24196235-114303541126177844?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114303541126177844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114303541126177844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114303541126177844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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everytym i swallow anitink or air or my saliva..(hahakz..)..my throat will have an excruciating pain..but i try my very best not to show the pain to my frens n others..i scared later they ask me to go home..hahakz..haiizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya..the pet rocket..i n gayathri is in one group..our rocket is the best man..the BEST!!..the first attempt..our rocket is oni a few feet away from the square target..but our one is the nearest..the second attempt..our rocket goes into the square target..n it bounces out the square target..when the judges inspect it..they still put our rocket in the square target..i n gayathri are so hepi sia..hahakz..but i got wet in all of this..but it's worth it..den i n gayathri won the first prize for our individual klass n for the overall result..ouh ya..our team is called..the RocKet GiRlS..!!..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahakz..until den ya..bubye n take care you all ya..hahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You are the first person to call me tat..really appreciate n love it..hahakz..tanks alot ya..&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/24196235-114295228163380335?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114295228163380335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114295228163380335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114295228163380335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114295228163380335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/03/feeling-betteryeah.html' title='Feeling better..yeah!!'/><author><name>`*-Zak-*`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16162332593362026855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196235.post-114277106646011510</id><published>2006-03-19T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:54:09.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn sick since friday nite..haiizz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh man..im sick since friday nite..i can hardly talk coz it's painful..my parents say mayb i have lack of sleep..i came home from kranji camp on thursday den i got npcc soccer tournament..i mean we all are helpers..but some of our boys are participating in it..den most of the tym i run here run there to find people n to find out about certain things..under the hot sun summore..i almost got heat-stroke sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nite..i never sleep at all..i mean..i try to sleep but i cannot..my head is painful..got headache..den i cry lyk hell coz i can't take it animore..den i got to my father den he massage my head and ask me to try and sleep..i try to sleep but it became worst..i feel lyk vomiting sia..den i take my temperature and it says 38 degrees..from den on..my thermometer bacame my best fren till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i never go out..no mood..i never eat anitink the whole day..i eat only tiny bits of pieces of bread oni..den i dun wan to go doctor..scared later kena injection..i heard it's painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den todae..i never go religious klass coz it became worst n worst..i go to the fajar shopping centre's clinic..the doctor check my throat using dunno using wat stick n a torchlight..he say got many ulcers inside..i go home to see for myself den i was lyk gross..coz it is many..den my father brew me a sugar cane water..it tastes nice but my throat is painfull lyk hell..tats y i hardly eat anitink..my maid makes for me rice porridge with chicken in it..juz now i just take my temperature n it risen to 39.4 degrees..so hell..my throat is painful lyk hell..bubye n take care you all..&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/24196235-114277106646011510?l=zak-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zak-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/114277106646011510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196235&amp;postID=114277106646011510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196235/posts/default/114277106646011510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Aniwaz..todae just came beck from camp..It's at kranji primary school..i facilitator AKA student leader..so hard sia the job..it's a 2 daes 1 nite camp..got brownies n scouts oni..i am in charge of group 4 AKA Jaguar!! we are third at the overall points!! hahakz..bluek..got 280 points..hahakz..haiyo..but at least got win mah..so..be hepi ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trekking yesterdae morning at McRitchie park was damn tiring..the teacher sae tat we walk for more den 10km..so fun when walking across the bridge..den saw some monkeys eating red chilli and apples..den some of the student throw their rubbish anihow..den we get a small lecture from the teacher..hahakz..i angry sia with the students behavior..den go up to sum kind of tall tower to see the view..very nice the view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campfire was wild n crazy..i tink this camp has the best campfire i had ever gone to..one of my frens turn up the disco tingy den got a song 'pump it'..i n the other student leaders dance our head off!!!! we are wild man..WILD!!!! until the scouts, brownies, teachers n their parents join us..hahakz..fun sia..u all shud c how i dance..hahakz..fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing race was fun but tiring..the students walk very fast den i have to walk faster to catch up with them..the amazing race is around yew tee..must walk here..walk there..soooo tiredddd..can die on the spot i tell u..hahakz..no lah..juz kidding..tired oni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i reach home..i straight away open shoe..go room..put bag..open socks..lie down flat on my soft bed..roll to the left side facing the window..take one pillow and hug it with my legs..take my bantal bushuk and hug and bite it..(as usual..i noe i lyk small kid..hahakz..)..take my pooh teddy bear n hug it and sleep soundly as if i was dead..hahakz..k lah until here den..i write so long sia..hahakz..bubye n take care u all ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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