<?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-8002719</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:35:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facades are in fashion.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-5645404644373444690</id><published>2010-03-12T07:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T07:54:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who will have the last laugh?</title><content type='html'>Have I just been victimised? Defeated? I guess not. It's tickling me to no end, really. Think with your brains and not with your eyebrows darling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- See..I Ain't Like U.I Use Real Names &amp;amp; I Ain't Two-Faced.Not Happy?Let's Settle This Personally Then Fucktard!&lt;br /&gt;- I Guess Your Mom Gave Birth To U From Her Anal That's Why U Have A Mouth Full Of Shit,Right Rab?&lt;br /&gt;- Empire Nenek Ko Pe Yg Akn Last?Tkmo Step Bring It On..Dah Kena Sebat Nanti Nangis Sembunyi Bwh Ketiak Bdk Gemok. (=&lt;br /&gt;- Sia2 Parents Ko Kasi Nama Yg Mulia Noor Rabiatul Adawiyah Tpi Hati Ko Busuk..Mulot Jahat Plak Tuhh.Eww..&lt;br /&gt;- Its Hilarious That She Don't Dare Say It To My Face.Umor 23 IQ Mcm YP 13 Thn.Grow Up Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;- Kelakar Sakk Laki Ako Ni.Org Bbl Burok Blakang2,Ako Lagik Bole Lek.Dia Cemburu Life Ako Exciting.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;- Chucky Said,"Blang Tuhh Anak Sundal Tkmo Step Knl I.Skali I Tampar Muka Dia Nama Mak Bapak Dia Pon Dia Lupa."&lt;br /&gt;- Chucky Is Fucking Pissed With That Rotten Foul Mouth Fish Cos Apparently She Says She Knows Chucky.&lt;br /&gt;- Dah Test Water Beh Tknk Try.Tkmo Risau..Ni Iva Seii,Just A Minahrep.Tkde Pape Nyer..Siapa Cepat Dia Dpt Kays. :D&lt;br /&gt;- Nk Tunjok Perangai Minah Dlm Net?Dah Ako Depan2 Ko Pe Lagik..Claim Personal Arh.Takot Tk Jejak Dam Pe..Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;- Asl Sial Tkle Tgk Ako Eye To Eye Kt Keje?Dlm Comp Byk Bbl Mcm Mak Joojat.Depan2 Kejong Pe Whye.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-5645404644373444690?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5645404644373444690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5645404644373444690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5645404644373444690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5645404644373444690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-will-have-last-laugh.html' title='who will have the last laugh?'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3115935079511847068</id><published>2010-02-11T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:06:28.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exit.</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, walking out the door seems like a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3115935079511847068?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3115935079511847068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3115935079511847068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3115935079511847068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3115935079511847068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2010/02/exit.html' title='exit.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5607622922598832267</id><published>2010-02-07T03:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T03:06:33.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new moon.</title><content type='html'>Little did I realise that it has been almost a year that I abandoned this space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the past entries chuckled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say it's a revelation? That current shit is not that shitty after all? Or was it the young emotional perpetually angst ridden teen talking? God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god willing, the muse is mine AGAIN. Till when? God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure - I'm back. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-5607622922598832267?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5607622922598832267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5607622922598832267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5607622922598832267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5607622922598832267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-moon.html' title='a new moon.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-1117794154422752651</id><published>2009-02-19T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:50:57.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t-r-y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harder I try, the more I live in self-denial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-1117794154422752651?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/1117794154422752651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=1117794154422752651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/1117794154422752651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/1117794154422752651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2009/02/t-r-y.html' title='t-r-y'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5939782086201378309</id><published>2008-12-20T03:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T03:45:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>game over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart is even harder than a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&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/8002719-5939782086201378309?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5939782086201378309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5939782086201378309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5939782086201378309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5939782086201378309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/12/game-over.html' title='game over.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4580279055363039826</id><published>2008-12-10T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:03.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleakety bleak..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD will decide and time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time changes things and time will heal things too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Only Smarties have the answer...&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/8002719-4580279055363039826?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4580279055363039826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4580279055363039826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4580279055363039826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4580279055363039826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/12/bleakety-bleak.html' title='bleakety bleak..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-384004130678331698</id><published>2008-12-08T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:21:47.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows how much i love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EWE&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Aidil Adha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-384004130678331698?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/384004130678331698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=384004130678331698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/384004130678331698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/384004130678331698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/12/god.html' title='God..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3363848124871672659</id><published>2008-12-06T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:40:16.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snap back to reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, who gives a damn when you are broke, sick, lonely, sad, down and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N-O-B-O-D-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3363848124871672659?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3363848124871672659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3363848124871672659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3363848124871672659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3363848124871672659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/12/snap-back-to-reality.html' title='snap back to reality.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4611754296490873439</id><published>2008-10-28T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:36:36.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one after another..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser ke kiter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiter ke loser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suway ke kiter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiter ke suway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude ke kiter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiter ke attitude?&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/8002719-4611754296490873439?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4611754296490873439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4611754296490873439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4611754296490873439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4611754296490873439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-after-another.html' title='one after another..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4694296526275978282</id><published>2008-10-26T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:18:40.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a toast for TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope THREE will not be crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm gonna get a heart attack real soon. Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-4694296526275978282?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4694296526275978282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4694296526275978282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4694296526275978282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4694296526275978282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/10/2nd.html' title='2nd'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4192902220579652444</id><published>2008-10-09T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:42:32.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WRONG side of the bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Signs to know that your day had been HORRIBLE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You woke up late for work (tell me something new -_-) BUT only to realise that you are locked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; the house because your sibling accidentally brought your house keys to school and there's NO ONE at home and there's no spare key anywhere in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You forgot to insert your cashcard in your IU unit and you went through&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; TWO&lt;/span&gt; freaking ERP gantries. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You reached work late and the penalty is to sing your country's NATIONAL ANTHEM to everyone in the office (including the Regional Manager and Director -_-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your cup noodles which you bought for lunch accidentally spilled onto your bike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ..followed by a cup of Coke spilled onto your corduroy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You got yourself into a stupid silly accident and amazingly you were perfectly alright however your bike is BADLY scratched and the cost of repair would cost about $300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You reached home finally for some peace but your stupid neighbour was having some very NOISY renovation works going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You were suddenly attacked with SEVERE migraine which got you vomiting and shitting non stop and your head hurts as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought 8 was a lucky number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me painkillers. NOW.&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/8002719-4192902220579652444?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4192902220579652444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4192902220579652444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4192902220579652444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4192902220579652444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/10/wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='WRONG side of the bed.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3334083360550033284</id><published>2008-10-05T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:20:35.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tersepit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain - I'm still NOT immune to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditelan mati mak, diluah mati bapak... Whatever it is aku tetap mati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dektu dah ok, dekni pulak buat hal. Bila dekni ok, dektu pulak buat hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai bila mau ni macam????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3334083360550033284?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3334083360550033284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3334083360550033284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3334083360550033284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3334083360550033284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/10/tersepit.html' title='Tersepit..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-6909254794468116319</id><published>2008-10-04T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:25:37.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only i can rewind time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/183aYqvHCTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/183aYqvHCTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You dont miss your water till the well runs dry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I believe so strongly with you and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can somebody answer me the question why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You dont miss your water till the well runs dry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I close my eyes, sit back while reminiscing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of when we used to fuss and fight but end up kissing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There may be sad and painful times along the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But in my heart you'll always be everything and more to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-6909254794468116319?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/6909254794468116319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=6909254794468116319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6909254794468116319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6909254794468116319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-only-i-can-rewind-time.html' title='if only i can rewind time..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3334938443174429488</id><published>2008-09-24T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:11:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how how how??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things bothering me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I seriously NEED to clean my room but I do not know where/how to start!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Facebook's the in shit thing right? But I don't even know how to use it lah. Sigh. Kental ke aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. My favourite SNICKERS gonna be removed from the shelves due to milk scandal?? That's sad. Really sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3334938443174429488?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3334938443174429488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3334938443174429488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3334938443174429488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3334938443174429488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-how-how.html' title='how how how??'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2676148332304077656</id><published>2008-08-29T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:43:15.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jangan macam paham..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sahmekom, kepada seorang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;KENALAN&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(bukan KAWAN sebab kite tak anggap awak sebagai KAWAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolonglah jangan macam paham pasal kite sebab kite tak pernah masuk campur hal hidup awak.  Lagipun kite dah 2 tahun tak contact each aler, jadi kenape awak bual pasal kite macam awak hari2 update pasal hidup kite? And awak kepo2 nak bilang orang pasal kisah silam kite tu apasal? Awak kenal kite dengan rapat ke? Awak tahu ke apa isi hati kite? Susah senang kite apa awk tahu? Kite bukan apa, kite tahu ah kiter popular.. hehe. Tapi awak nak bual pasal kite dengan blood sister kite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang kata kite makin venci lah dengan awak ni.  Dulu memang benci sekarang lebih benci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awak.. kite nak mintak favour boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go RILEK ONE CORNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Dan sememangnye kite pangkah teman2 dari kaum awak ni. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GELAP&lt;/span&gt; ah masa depan.. (pun intended..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;Rabberrduck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2676148332304077656?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2676148332304077656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2676148332304077656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2676148332304077656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2676148332304077656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/08/jangan-macam-paham.html' title='jangan macam paham..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2387716205720968010</id><published>2008-08-27T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:21:28.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gulap gulita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas ah nak type panjang-panjang atau dalam perfect English.  Either aku ni dah semakin bodoh dan dah tak reti nak type panjang lebar atau ada writer's block atau memang dasar pemalas. Tapi to cut it short,  aku benci. Pasal macam2 bende lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh macam :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan orang kasi aku harapan tinggi melangit sekali tap tup jatuh boy... padan muka aku. sampai sekarang dan sampai bila2 pon consperm kesannya tidak akan hilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan orang nak berkira dengan aku yang sesungguhnya tak pelokek. dah pelokek, pastu nak gi pautoh kat mak die pulak tu. KNNCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan air dicincang tidak akan putus tapi jantung and tali pusat aku boleh putus...  sini merajuk, sana merajuk, abeh aku kat tengah2 amacam? salah silap, macam2 ah boleh putus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan takder restu muslim restaurant... ni part sensitip sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan members besarkan konek daripada member sendiri.  feeling kuat ader diamond berkilauan, tak pon, ball bearing banyak2. sampai mata hilang.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana dengan pokok eksyen.. yerlah kan lagi bagus dier kluarkan duit daripada daun? at least orang boleh mesra alam sikit. love nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan macam-macam lagi ah.. "Allah sahaje yang tahu" (tribute ah kan nak dekat Ramadhan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short, kalau hidup ni macam nyer susah, aku nak jadik MILF ah. Boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah. See you when I see you. Aku dah malas nak update sebab takde orang baca and kalau baca pon orang tak paham apa aku tulis. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2387716205720968010?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2387716205720968010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2387716205720968010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2387716205720968010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2387716205720968010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/08/gulap-gulita.html' title='gulap gulita.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-979069186703784414</id><published>2008-07-04T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:03:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELipar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Disclaimer : Any facts or fiction mentioned below are solely exclusive to me and in no way or another asking you to feel my sentiments too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I feel that you DO NOT have the rights to be FUCKING STINGY AND CALCULATIVE to her.  There's MANY occasions which she has given/donated SINCERELY some of her still as good as new stuffs to you.. but you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, she DID NOT intrude into your privacy and FYI, she was going to inform you LATER, and it was the fucking FIRST time it happened, so stop being a FAT BITCH and get so agitated about it as though she was frequently "intruding into your privacy". *vomits blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, you DO NOT have to inform your mother! Umur berape siak..?? Kental or what? Take a chill pill lah sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth, it's just just JUST a fucking TOP.  And worse, the IRONY of all..  the top was given by HER. Not given by any of your ugly ex-boyfriend(s).  So why make a big deal about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, you suck and she officially hates you to the brim. She was considerably kind enough to not have texted you.. but wait, I think you're too dumb to understand her language.  Maklomlah, O level English kau pon half past 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsiders (read:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in-laws&lt;/span&gt; be it mum, dad, sis, bro, cat, hamster) 90% of the time are external pests.  Hati manyak busuk punya olang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marah betul aku eh? HEHEHE..&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/8002719-979069186703784414?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/979069186703784414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=979069186703784414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/979069186703784414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/979069186703784414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/07/selipar.html' title='SELipar....'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4567737956824439796</id><published>2008-06-08T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:10:07.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai bila kau nak macam ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah penat lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make everything un-sexciting already.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak suruh kau "grow up", kau ni memang dah tua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai bila kau nak macam ni??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-4567737956824439796?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4567737956824439796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4567737956824439796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4567737956824439796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4567737956824439796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/06/penat.html' title='penat.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-9150453013410052679</id><published>2008-05-13T09:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:51:05.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tango Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 May 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-9150453013410052679?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/9150453013410052679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=9150453013410052679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9150453013410052679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9150453013410052679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/05/tango-papa.html' title='Tango Papa'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3297862014566659173</id><published>2008-04-29T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:55:47.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is short..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fateha for Siti Zubaidah Bte Md Nasir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure your loved ones before they are gone forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3297862014566659173?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3297862014566659173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3297862014566659173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3297862014566659173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3297862014566659173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-short.html' title='life is short..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-1283803108152419743</id><published>2008-04-25T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:41:12.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>subhanallah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine is in deep pain now.  God, I feel so painful for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour after she gave birth, she felt severe pain around her tummy.  And then she totally passed out.  Luckily the doctor was able to revive her using that thing I don't know what's the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened.  You know when you give birth, your waterbag would burst and the fluid would  spill out from your body together with the baby right?  But for her case, there happened to be some extra2 waterbag fluid which burst INTO her body..and went into her lungs. :( Can you imagine the horror? OMG lah.  Even if you try sucking in normal water from your nose it's painful as hell what more have both your lungs soaked with dirty waterbag fluid! The doctors said that this is a rare case. INDEED ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her, she was so bloated and pitiful. :( Now she's in ICU and depending on so many machines to survive. Sigh, only god knows how she feels. I really hope she will somehow recover. Doctor said that the chances of her survival is pretty slim. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touchwood, if she passes on, which I hope not, she will "mati syahid" and straightaway go to heaven.  But the thought of her going away makes me feel so sad.  Her 1st daughter just turned one, and there's a fresh few days old baby waiting for her.  I don't know how to describe it but it's really so tearful and sad... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which in many ways makes me so scared to conceive a child of my own.  All the pain you have to go through.. Sigh.  And more disappointing when the child grows up to be a fucking stubborn and disrespectful piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why Hell awaits anak derhaka. :( *points to self*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-1283803108152419743?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/1283803108152419743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=1283803108152419743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/1283803108152419743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/1283803108152419743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/04/subhanallah.html' title='subhanallah..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-146534656516019192</id><published>2008-04-15T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:46:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>berserk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SECuOpFxaoE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SECuOpFxaoE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm depressed... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-146534656516019192?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/146534656516019192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=146534656516019192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/146534656516019192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/146534656516019192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/04/berserk.html' title='berserk.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2671168165706438981</id><published>2008-04-06T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:47:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"bias"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"bias"&lt;/span&gt; is defined as "a particular tendency or inclination, esp. one that prevents unprejudiced consideration of a question; prejudice." (Dictionary.com, 2008)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example, if you have two cats, Upun &amp;amp; Ipin, you only give exceptional concern and unconditional love to Upun.  Even in matters that are of no wrong at all.  Let's say Upun likes to sleep under the table, which is nothing wrong at all.  But when Ipin sleeps under the table, you tend to get very furious and will scold poor Ipin like an animal (pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am Ipin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2671168165706438981?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2671168165706438981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2671168165706438981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2671168165706438981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2671168165706438981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/04/bias.html' title='&quot;bias&quot;'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4567645765800300342</id><published>2008-04-03T04:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:11:21.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you admitted it, your ego is so damn high.  Don't think with your money you can take charge over my life.  I will prove to you that I can survive without your help. FYI, I am the smarter one here.  You're just LUCKY, alright.  Don't be proud and complacent of whatever riches you have boy.  And when you compared me to the impossible just now, let me tell you a secret.  I went to the toilet and cried as loud as i can inside the cubicle.  Damn that toilet auntie must have got a shock of her life.  But of course my ego chose to level up to yours.  I managed to appear in front of you unaffected and unscathed.  Though only god knows how much I was erupting inside.  Fuck lah I just hate it when you do that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, SADLY, I wish that you're just gone.  Gone for good.  Since you exude that arrogant aura of "I CAN LIVE WITHOUT YOU".  But then again, that stinking aura most of the time comes crashing into pieces.  Just with a tinge of my ignorance or indifference.  How to not love you.  You're like a switch : ON - Extremely nice,OFF - BIG MEANIE.  But I love you so much.  And nobody will ever know all the real mishaps we go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, let m recall who is the brunt of all the mishaps.  Other than main characters you and me, it is HER.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the one I love most yet she is the one who disappoints me the most.  ALL THE TIME.  Where was she when I was sick?  Where was she when I was hungry?  Where was she when I needed somebody to talk to?  Where was she when I was at my downest moment?  Where was she during my 21st birthday? Where was she when I needed her the most?  Where was she when I needed somebody to defend me?  Where was she when I needed a hug?   P.S : I can feel saltwater welling up in my eyes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say blood is thicker than water.  I guess the thicker it gets, the heavier the burden gets.  I just miss her so much, nobody in this world understand or can fathom how much I badly yearn for her touch, her warmth, her kiss, her voice, her care.  Can I just say there's a Great Wall of China between me and her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I've been contemplating to diminish this almost non-existant and long abandoned blog.  But then again, I think writing is my form of escapade.  Hell, I miss writing.  Yeah balls, maybe I should just start writing again.  At least if no one can understand my feelings, I'm sure this humble space does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-4567645765800300342?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4567645765800300342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4567645765800300342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4567645765800300342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4567645765800300342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/04/her.html' title='Her.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-8556340277186796304</id><published>2008-02-16T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:32:43.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down about just a week more to "THE BIG DAY".. Well, it isn't my wedding but let's just say it's the first stage towards that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how am I feeling? Excited definitely, nervous for what the future may hold, and glad that my friends are all happy of our reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? I'm thankful for everyone's happiness and support but I don't really care cause I'm yearning for that one happiness from YOU.. And I'm not getting it, not quite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's making me real upset....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-8556340277186796304?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/8556340277186796304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=8556340277186796304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/8556340277186796304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/8556340277186796304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2008/02/countdown.html' title='countdown...'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-642575362863223786</id><published>2007-11-02T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:37:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Ass..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOfihe0S9D4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOfihe0S9D4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-642575362863223786?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/642575362863223786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=642575362863223786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/642575362863223786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/642575362863223786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-ass.html' title='Nice Ass..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-6567645377078092352</id><published>2007-09-24T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T03:08:27.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saltwater moments..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just seem to CANNOT bring my self to sleep.. Lately I've been feeling slightly depressed and sad and lonely and I got no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for YOUR love.. but still.. I keep feeling sad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-6567645377078092352?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/6567645377078092352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=6567645377078092352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6567645377078092352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6567645377078092352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/09/saltwater-moments.html' title='saltwater moments..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2742925363259612780</id><published>2007-09-19T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T01:29:06.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of sentimental value.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RvAKGtw0mWI/AAAAAAAAABE/zlpLxmRFIak/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RvAKGtw0mWI/AAAAAAAAABE/zlpLxmRFIak/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111596687545375074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Ramadhan, my life was a roller coaster. Too many ties to be fixed and broken, too many heartbreak, too much tears to shed, too much sweet memories some meant to remember and some purposely meant to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to a year, and another Ramadhan has arrived.  I thought this Ramadhan would be a peaceful and happy dandy without so much drama  last year, however I thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes ONE PHONE CALL to actually make me all jittery and relish all those sweetest memories.. Just when I thought I had totally gotten over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them. I really do. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fire that I thought had died, never really died in my heart after all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2742925363259612780?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2742925363259612780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2742925363259612780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2742925363259612780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2742925363259612780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-sentimental-value.html' title='of sentimental value.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RvAKGtw0mWI/AAAAAAAAABE/zlpLxmRFIak/s72-c/DSC00507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-2849022215242475693</id><published>2007-08-30T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:27:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a day's work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever says being a rider is easy work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/krphszKTmZs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/krphszKTmZs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2849022215242475693?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2849022215242475693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2849022215242475693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2849022215242475693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2849022215242475693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a day&apos;s work.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-4380326854504317911</id><published>2007-08-23T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:13:51.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangkap basah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'd like to share this really hilarious video about Pegawai Pencegah Maksiat (PPM) in Malaysia. HAHA I think it's damn funny! I guess if there really were PPMs patrolling around Singapore and they get 50cents for every couple caught, they'd be RICHI RICH RICH! And obviously the PPM in this video is bogus lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Dxmu1PvjjA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Dxmu1PvjjA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tickles me most about this video is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The FUGLY minah tudungs and their outrageous outfits.&lt;br /&gt;2. The FUGLY guys with their CENTER PARTED HAIR!! (Gasp!)&lt;br /&gt;3. The fact that they ARE NOT really doing anything worth tangkap basah of.&lt;br /&gt;4. The questions asked by the video man.. Haha damn funny&lt;br /&gt;5. The location.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takper, yang penting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-4380326854504317911?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/4380326854504317911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=4380326854504317911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4380326854504317911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/4380326854504317911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/tangkap-basah.html' title='Tangkap basah!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-9168583232316593827</id><published>2007-08-23T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:13:01.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of computer "glitches"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Adapted this from DebbieTeo's LJ (Yes dear I was THAT bored that I actually read through your archives!) And I find it kinda hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Dear Tech Support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed that the new program began making unexpected changes to the accounting software, severely limiting access to wardrobe, flower and jewelry applications that operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. No mention of this phenomenon was included in the product brochure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalls many other valuable programs such as DinnerDancing 7.5, CruiseShip 2.3, and OperaNight 6.1 and installs new, undesirable programs such as PokerNight 1.3, SaturdayFootball 5.0, Golf 2.4 and ClutterEverywhere 4.5. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and invariably crashes the system. Under no circumstances will it run DiaperChanging 14.1 or HouseCleaning 2.6. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix Husband 1.0, but this all purpose utility is of only limited effectiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you help, please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply mail from Tech Support&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Dear XXX,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   This is a very common problem women complain about, but it is mostly due to a primary misconception. Many people upgrade from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 with no idea that Boyfriend 5.0 is merely an ENTERTAINMENT package. However, Husband 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and was designed by its creator to run as few applications as possible. Further, you cannot purge Husband 1.0 and return to Boyfriend 5.0, because Husband 1.0 is not designed to do this. Hidden operating files within your system would cause Boyfriend 5.0 to emulate Husband 1.0, so nothing is gained. It is impossible to uninstall, delete, or purge the program files from the system, once installed. Any new program files can only be installed once per year, as Husband 1.0 has severely limited memory. Error messages are common, and a normal part of Husband 1.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   In desperation to play some of their "old time" favorite applications, or to get new applications to work, some women have tried to install Boyfriend 6.0, or Husband 2.0. However, these women end up with more problems than  encountered with Husband 1.0. Look in your manual under "Warnings: Divorce/Child Support." You will notice that this program runs very poorly, and comes bundled with HeartBreak 1.3. I recommend you keep Husband 1.0, and just learn the quirks of this strange and illogical system. Having Husband 1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section regarding General Partnership Faults [GPFs]. This is a wonderful feature of Husband 1.0 , secretly installed by the parent company as an integral part of the operating system. Husband 1.0 must assume ALL responsibility for ALL faults and problems, regardless of root cause. To activate this great feature enter the command "C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME". Sometimes Tears 6.2 must be run simultaneously while entering the command. Husband 1.0 should then run the applications Apologize 12.3 and Flowers/Chocolates 7.8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;    TECH TIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Avoid excessive use of this feature. Overuse can create additional and more serious GPFs, and ultimately YOU may have to give a C:\ I APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal operations. Overuse can also cause Husband 1.0 to default to GrumpySilence 2.5, or worse yet, to Beer 6.0. Beer 6.0 is a very bad program that causes Husband 1.0 to create FatBelly files and SnoringLoudly wave files that are very hard to delete. Save yourself some trouble by following this tech tip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Just remember! The system will run smoothly, and take the blame for all GPFs, but because of this fine feature it can only intermittently run all the applications Boyfriend 5.0 ran. Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. Consider buying additional software to improve performance. I personally recommend HotFood 3.0, Lingerie 5.3 and Patience 10.1. Used in conjunction, these utilities can really help keep Husband 1.0 running smoothly. After several years of use, Husband 1.0 will become familiar and you will find many valuable embedded features such as FixBrokenThings 2.1, Snuggling 4.2 and BestFriend 7.6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   A final word of caution! Do NOT, under any circumstances, install MotherInLaw 1.0. This is not a supported application, and will cause selective shutdown of the operating system. Husband 1.0 will run only Fishing 9.4 and Hunting 5.2 until MotherInLaw 1.0 is uninstalled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   I hope these notes have helped. Thank you for choosing to install Husband 1.0 and we here at Tech Support wish you the best of luck in coming years. We trust you will learn to fully enjoy this product!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Tech Support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Follow-up mail from Tech Support:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       Dear XXX,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       Your Husband 1.0 has been infected with the Mistress 2.1 virus. Try Divorce 3.5 to remove present headaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       Tech support&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/8002719-9168583232316593827?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/9168583232316593827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=9168583232316593827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9168583232316593827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9168583232316593827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-tech-support-recently-i-upgraded.html' title='Of computer &quot;glitches&quot;'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5348213921899850830</id><published>2007-08-23T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:04:39.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Dead End..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes, those moments of epiphany where I'd retrospect and ponder on the countless non-reversible erratums which I made through out my life.  Honestly, these moments visit me without fail almost each and every night, and every time when I see or hear stories of peer's success. These moments of truth set me knocking my head telling how actually I COULD HAVE been in their shoes, or even way better... In simpler words, deep down inside, there's a huge part of REGRET that perhaps could never be cured. Even if it could, it would prolly concur over a certain period of time but then again that's kinda impossible cause there's a huge obstruction to things from now till the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret PROCRASTINATING, when I knew being punctual was the ultimatum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret BEING LAZY, when I knew I was more intellectual than the hardworking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret FEELING INFERIOR, when I knew nobody really cares who or what you bloody are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret QUITTING, when I knew I could have been part of the elite squad and worked my way up my ladder of sweet success..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret GIVING UP, when I knew I could have been the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret my SINFUL DESIRE, when I knew I had perfect solid pious foundation which all went down the train and succumbed to unforgivable vices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret GIVING IN, when I knew I had 19 years power of abstination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so much regret I got to account for. Each morning, I wake up to a sad "WHAT IF?" or a useless "IF ONLY..". These moments never fail to visit me each every solitary moment, like how I'm feeling now.. HE'S not around, and oh yeah another thing I got to add, friends come and go, don't they? Wonder what my bestfriend of 12 years is doing at the moment? Sometimes I feel that life's mice race really widens the friendship gap. Everyone's so busy and caught up in life's own traffic, that it gets real lonely at times. Sometimes your only source of solace is dear beloved PILLOW, who'd listen to your woes before you sleep and drown in your painful tears, cause it's just so hard to find someone who would always be there for you. It's even so hard to meet over a cup of coffee just to catch up with each other. How sad is that..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then comes FAMILY. Seriously, I do feel the drastic change over the years. Things aren't as easy and happy dandy as before. Question : Is it ME or is it THEM? I don't know. So much emotions tag along issues of family, but you know what? At least I am thankful to god that I still come home to a nice cosy home with a MUM who cooks for me, a DAD who is responsible, and a SISTER and a BROTHER who enlightens up the house. That complete family is PRICELESS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what awaits me next? Every new day is a new surprise for me, be it good or bad. Still living my life in countless regrets though, and don't bother soothing me cause it's just more like rubbing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-5348213921899850830?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5348213921899850830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5348213921899850830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5348213921899850830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5348213921899850830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/lifes-dead-end.html' title='Life&apos;s Dead End..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2853745160980570875</id><published>2007-08-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:24:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're not around..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cranberries - When You're Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAWbDVhD8A4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAWbDVhD8A4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; Hold onto love that is what I do now that I've found you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And in the night, I could be helpless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; I could be lonely, sleeping without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And in the day, everything's complex, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. Hey, baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; Hold onto my hands, I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And to my mind, everything's stinking, stinking without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And in the night, I could be helpless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; I could be lonely, sleeping without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And in the day, everything's complex, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. hey, baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2853745160980570875?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2853745160980570875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2853745160980570875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2853745160980570875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2853745160980570875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-youre-not-around.html' title='when you&apos;re not around..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-6968887050231708457</id><published>2007-08-17T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T10:54:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mereka yang meLAYU..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa sebab kenapa aku rasa mereka tak akan maju kehadapan :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sombong apabila sudah "terlalu pandai", dan pandang rendah kepada mereka yang baru nak belajar&lt;br /&gt;- Perasaan HASAD DENGKI, tak boleh tengok orang lain senang, mesti ada sahaja perasaan tak senang hati dengan kebahagiaan orang lain&lt;br /&gt;- Batu api, suka mencari alasan untuk membuat si fulan dan si fulan bertelingkah&lt;br /&gt;- Menunjuk-nunjuk, kalau ada sesuatu yang dimiliki tu mahal ke berjenama ke, mesti nak tayang kat satu dunia&lt;br /&gt;- Mulut murai, suka canang pekong orang kat satu dunia padahal pekong sendiri dia tak nampak&lt;br /&gt;- Macam faham padahal tak faham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang sedihnya, nak lari dari mereka pun tak tahu macam mana. HANG TUAH confirm sedih kalau dengar tentang perangai mereka ni sekarang kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-6968887050231708457?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/6968887050231708457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=6968887050231708457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6968887050231708457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6968887050231708457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/mereka-yang-me-layu.html' title='mereka yang &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;LAYU..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5011688645006635823</id><published>2007-08-09T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:54:20.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antara KAU, DIA, AKU dan MEREKA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Apasal KAU ni SENSITIVE sangat ah? Apa sebenarnya yang kau nak dari AKU dan DIA ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perangai KAU ni betul2 melampau sial. Memanglah, AKU dan DIA ada buat salah besar, tapi main thing is DIA tu TIDAK melarikan diri. Kalau betul DIA tu nak melarikan diri, DIA tak susah payah suruh MEREKA datang kelmarin. In fact, KAU yang macam sial to the max.. Bila MEREKA nak datang kelmarin, KAU takda pulak! Apa punya merepek epek perangai KAU ni? Besar peh sial ar.. KAU yang MATI2 nak MEREKA datang, abeh kau senang2 aje tuding jari kat DIA, cakap DIA tak inform kau betul2? EH SIAL AR.. K tu tak pasal ar, dah lepas pun, nasib baik AKU manage to pujuk KAU eh, walaupun AKU dah macam nak meletup and bingit giler babi and dah paiseh rabak dengan DIA and MEREKA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abeh sekarang takkan pasal bende kecik pun kau nak fikir bukan2 pasal DIA sak??? Apa yang kau sebenarnya nak? KAU tak tahu susah aku nak jaga hati KAU, nak jaga hati DIA, macam nak putus jantung aku siak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KAU apasal SENSITIF sangat macam nak mampus? DIA tu betul2 nak responsible, tapi cara KAU fikir seolah-olah DIA hendak melarikan diri dan taknak berbual. MEREPEK LAH SIAL. KAU tu dah tua, fikir lah, kalau DIA betul nak lepas tangan, consperm sekarang AKU dah takder nak jumpa2 DIA lagi, and buat apa dia bazir duit beratus2 belikan aku barang2 tu semua? KAU tak paham bahasa ke bila aku cakap dia sibuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KAU TERLALU SENSITIVE NAK MAMPUS SAMPAI BUAT AKU MAHA BENCI SIAL DENGAN KAU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Janganlah KUNO sangat sak? Apa KAU ingat ni zaman siti zubaidah ke nak kene prim and proper? Best part is hari ni bila MEREKA nak datang, last minute kau nak buat perangai pepek kau.. KAU tak tahu betapa paiseh nak mampus aku dengan DIA siak? Kenapa kau taknak semadi dalam otak kau yang "DAH BAGUS TU DIA MASIH NAK TANGGUNGJAWAB." Takkan lah pasal dia dah tak jumpa KAU lagi kau fikir bukan2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKU bingit betul ar. Betul orang cakap eh, hdup ni banyak betul dugaan yang menimpa. Confirm aku jadi gila kalau satu hari bende buruk terjadi antara AKU dan DIA, bukan kerana kita, tetapi kerana perangai KAU yang macam sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JANGAN SAMPAI AKU HILANG SABAR AND GI KAHWIN LARI KAT GOLOK AND TAK TENGOK MUKA KAU SAMPAI BILA2... a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-5011688645006635823?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5011688645006635823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5011688645006635823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5011688645006635823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5011688645006635823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/antara-kau-dia-aku-dan-mereka.html' title='antara KAU, DIA, AKU dan MEREKA.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-6774051519304163759</id><published>2007-08-08T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:12:56.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that alter ego(s).</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How coincidential can everything be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the Bangkok trip, then the surprisingly getting what I've been yearning for, then the same phone, then the same bike, then almost akin educational backgrounds, and the name of the ex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How complicating can matters of the heart be, but nevertheless, 9 AUG is gonna be an important day in my and his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, amidst the beautiful fireworks of NDP 2008, I'm gonna be stepping into a new threshold altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I forget, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"one rekindled in the dark"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-6774051519304163759?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/6774051519304163759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=6774051519304163759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6774051519304163759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6774051519304163759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/08/that-alter-egos.html' title='that alter ego(s).'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2748727248872341781</id><published>2007-07-27T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:13:48.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're My Everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RqjTAIrBOTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0C903X-pgL0/s1600-h/ayang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RqjTAIrBOTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0C903X-pgL0/s320/ayang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091551378023725362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That SOLDIER.. I bloody miss him lah.. KNNCCB nya army.. Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pdb3VcncRu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pdb3VcncRu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; The sun that shines above you makes the blue bird sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; The stars that twinkle way up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; in the sky, tell me I'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; When I kiss your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; I feel the rolling thunder to my fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; And all the while my head is in a spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; Deep within I'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; You're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; And nothing really matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; but the love you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; You're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; To see you in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; with those big brown eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; You're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; Forever everyday I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; You're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; you'll never have to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; Never fear for I am near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; Oh, my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; I live upon the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; and see the sky above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; I swim within her oceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; sweet and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; There's no storm, my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; When I hold you tight there's nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; That can harm you In the lonely night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; I'll come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; And keep you safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="txt_1" &gt; It's so strong, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2748727248872341781?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2748727248872341781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2748727248872341781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2748727248872341781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2748727248872341781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-my-everything.html' title='You&apos;re My Everything...'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RqjTAIrBOTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0C903X-pgL0/s72-c/ayang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-9100405356554450506</id><published>2007-06-06T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:46:21.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kepo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is firritating at times when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you don't know what others know&lt;br /&gt;- others don't want to let you know what they know&lt;br /&gt;- when you know something that you have to know is not supposed to be known by you&lt;br /&gt;- when you can't know what you want to know&lt;br /&gt;- when you know you want to know something but at the same time you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... I DON'T KNOW..&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/8002719-9100405356554450506?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/9100405356554450506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=9100405356554450506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9100405356554450506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/9100405356554450506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/06/kepo.html' title='kepo..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5008354969807555173</id><published>2007-05-14T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:52:12.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suatu hari di hari ibu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's mother's day is very memorable for me because  I had my first ever huge fight with him. But just as I thought my day was bad enough with that very huge fight (reasons are classified, so don't bother asking).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bigger fight happened. And the fight did not involve us.. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ME AND HIM WERE ATTACKED BY A GROUP OF GANGSTERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A group of 5-6 of gangster taik kucing budak2 eh-ah attacked him.. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; too! Macam siak betol ar. Jadik kat hometown sendiri and tempat selalu lepak lak tu. Sumpah aku tak tahu macam mana nak explain how it happened ar. Nak tahu tanya aku lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that we ran away as fast as we could, but most importantly the attack left me with a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG BENJOL&lt;/span&gt; on my forehead &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(now I'm jendol like that kodong. Sigh  )= ).&lt;/span&gt;  As for him, I hope he'll get well soon after that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; surprise flying kick from the BACK. Betol punyer gangster taik kucing, taik tapir, taik babi sak. Abeh aku ni HOT CHIX sak.. takkan aku pun dier nak attack? Dengan aku pon kena sekali kepala hentak kat tembok. Kalau gangster betol tak suker hati mak bapak dier attack dari belakang eh. Dorang tak tengok ceriter "Jangan Pandang Belakang" ke ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah nak explain ah this very shocking incident. But the lighter side of it, the earlier huge fight me and him had suddenly dissipates cause we were attacked and our focus totally diverted to the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I thank god we both are safe, despite the fact that I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JENDOL&lt;/span&gt; now. And baybee, I cannot take it seeing you kena bedal just now although I told you to PERGI MAMPOS and GO AND DIE countless times when we had our fight. Get well soon baybee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy Mother's Day.&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/8002719-5008354969807555173?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5008354969807555173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5008354969807555173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5008354969807555173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5008354969807555173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/05/suatu-hari-di-hari-ibu.html' title='suatu hari di hari ibu..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-3080086682025904418</id><published>2007-05-05T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T02:28:29.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby soldier....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so near yet so far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only god can fathom my love for you...........&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/8002719-3080086682025904418?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3080086682025904418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3080086682025904418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3080086682025904418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3080086682025904418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-baby-soldier.html' title='my baby soldier....'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-5540613938104483521</id><published>2007-04-25T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:17:20.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just one word to describe it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-5540613938104483521?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5540613938104483521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5540613938104483521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5540613938104483521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5540613938104483521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-one-word-to-describe-it-all.html' title='just one word to describe it all.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-6070774312666231946</id><published>2007-04-23T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:29:23.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>firritated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some banes of my life include :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- traffic lights&lt;br /&gt;- wet towels on the floor&lt;br /&gt;- songs playing in blogs/friendster with no stop button&lt;br /&gt;- bad handphone reception&lt;br /&gt;- my own bulging tummy&lt;br /&gt;- sTickY TaBs liKe tHiS&lt;br /&gt;- "whistle blowers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on, but that's it for now, and only I know why these things irritate the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-6070774312666231946?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6070774312666231946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/6070774312666231946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/04/firritated.html' title='firritated.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-5095728108679625742</id><published>2007-04-02T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T03:59:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obituaries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't accept that you are gone. FOREVER. I just cannot swallow the painful fact that you will never be mine again. All those memories. Only with you. Deep inside though I believe you will come back to me. Only god knows the answer. Sigh. I've had sleepless nights since you left. Countless heaves of heavy sighs when I see pictures of others in ecstatic memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, come back to me will you MY-DELETED-OFF-MY-FORMATTED-PC-PICTURES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew how much you meant to me, till you are gone. Even if I were to make a special obituary dedication for you, it's not possible cause I won't have any pictures at all represent you. Oh, well. :(&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/8002719-5095728108679625742?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/5095728108679625742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=5095728108679625742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5095728108679625742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/5095728108679625742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/04/obituaries.html' title='obituaries.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-2403122279426075143</id><published>2007-03-30T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:52:55.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a two in front..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda belated, but well blame it on my forever STD-infected computer which didn't allow me to log into my account for reasons classified, but here I am.. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NEWS FLASH : I AM NO MORE A&lt;span&gt; TEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok here are some of the perks of turning TWENTY (20) for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No more a teen. Although I would much like to believe that I am still 14, 15, 16.. well as long as it's still ONE in front.. and still look like one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Try and get back on track. Rejected recently with unholy reasons like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;due to overwhelming applicaitons and limited vacancies..&lt;/span&gt;", which I feel is their bloody lost, and hopefully my gain. Pray hard that I get through this time round. If not.. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Transition between 19 to 20 was really a rough ride. One fall after another, and growing up IS very painful. Hopefully the threshold to this new number and all that lies ahead will be good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My ex-wife &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(errr, I am semi-straight, hokay??)&lt;/span&gt; also had her birthday on the next day. But unluckily for her, it falls on a monday. :P Nevertheless, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY to my lovely janda.. DILAH SEPET!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RgvpcR-g9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GhKmFGU5hHk/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RgvpcR-g9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GhKmFGU5hHk/s320/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047384479469991298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say hello to : Legal watching of R(A) shows (although I believe not a single under-21 dhere to this rule.. :P), more legal entrance into clubs (but this doesn't apply to you lah, aper jer aku, haha) and most importantly, turning 21 means getting money from the government!! Bastard sak kau Dilah! Haha.. I have to sadly wait for another year. BAH. Nevertheless, enjoy your life ahead. Dah tua dah anak mak.. Cuma mata ajer tak besau besau eh.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Definitely the most memorable birthday. Why not! With a birthday gift like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RgvvVB-g9aI/AAAAAAAAAAc/r0-TwuVSV58/s1600-h/MISS_lMX118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RgvvVB-g9aI/AAAAAAAAAAc/r0-TwuVSV58/s320/MISS_lMX118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047390951985706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISS SIXTY FRAME SPECS!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvwnx-g9bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9m_Bj9kTsL8/s1600-h/268703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvwnx-g9bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9m_Bj9kTsL8/s320/268703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047392373619881394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLD RIPCURL WATCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why GOLD? Cause I'm a tai-tai wannabe. Hurhurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and of course, the most special of them all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvujx-g9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vGntR3VXb7A/s1600-h/PINK-PSP-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvujx-g9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vGntR3VXb7A/s320/PINK-PSP-20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047390105877149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; A PINK PINK PINK PSP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now my long and lonely train and bus rides are history!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you baby!! Turning 20 might not be significant without you, thank you for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNOWCITY TRIP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Haha very obsolete, I know, but please spare your orbit friend here)&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for making me one of the very first member of the public who got to watch the all new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONGS OF THE SEA &lt;/span&gt;which is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the new attraction at Siloso Beach &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yes lah, I am jakon like that ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, thank you for the extremely hearty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PIZZA HUT&lt;/span&gt; meal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you see, I chose to be simple and decided to go to PIZZA HUT, of all places in the world)&lt;/span&gt;, and the surprise cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvzwh-g9cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fTb0V0LPCGw/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgvzwh-g9cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fTb0V0LPCGw/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047395822478620098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He says that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;cakes with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; candles is to signify that I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; in front from now on. THANKS baby for reminding me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting Debbie and Nurul Huda too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgv0-R-g9dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EpirrJ4EyfQ/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/Rgv0-R-g9dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EpirrJ4EyfQ/s320/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047397158213449170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the surprise and many thanks for not making it a noisy affair, though I much believe that the idea might not make Nurul that happy, haha! (personal joke lah) However most importantly thank you for waiting for me for almost two hours, I guess punctuality is still my issue... period. :P I LOVE TWO OF YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you also to Dilah, Yaty, Dee, Farhanah, Liyana, Odah, Abg Hamdan, Hani, Fauzi, Eijal, Mama, Kak Sera, Sharon, Wei Gee, Alia, Aji for all the wishes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright I guess enough of my birthday. I bet you must be thinking I'm so cocky.. Haha. But it's not always that I feel happy on my birthday ok! Give me some credits, at the very least. For the rare record I'm actually typing something of happy connotations here right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I still have some thoughts to share. Boys, some points to take note when getting gifts for your lady :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never give her gifts that are like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bahan Kene Rolling"&lt;/span&gt;. Which means that the gift was actually given to some other girls before, but was the gift was rejected by the girls (together with the girl rejecting you as well -_-). And then give the gift to her on her birthday, with the latest revolting intention of courting her, which just shows how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUDGET, CIPUT, CHEAPSKATE, TAKDE DUIT&lt;/span&gt;  you are. Worse is when the girl who rejected the gift and the birthday girl are good friends! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never borrow money from the birthday girl's BEST FRIEND to buy her the birthday gift, and then never paying back at all even eons after you and birthday girl are real through! When birthday girl finds out sometime later it's just a jaw-hanging fact and again shows how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUDGET&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEAPSKATE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAKE &lt;/span&gt;you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't hit any nails in anyone's head. But Dilah, I hope you're reading this! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20 to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-2403122279426075143?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/2403122279426075143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=2403122279426075143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2403122279426075143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/2403122279426075143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-two-in-front.html' title='it&apos;s a two in front..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mQUnudRGI8s/RgvpcR-g9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GhKmFGU5hHk/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-3724817806375127767</id><published>2007-03-09T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:11:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive and very kicking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do I still even have anyone reading my blog? After being on a very very long hiatus, I've decided to come back. With one mission : to make my posts less depressing. Well I hope so at least. Actually I never intend to make my posts sound depressing, you know? Blame it on my education. Well it's ok if you don't get what I'm getting it cause I love writing in bushes. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short since right now I'm stealing some unlucky chap's wireless connection which could die anytime soon, here are some sad/happy/exiting/mundane updates about me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I miss working under the taglines of "A Great Way To Fly.." It was the best moments of my life, great company, great everything. Oh well. When you gotta go you gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Actually still working under that tagline, however dread going to work each day cause I'm working in Ulu town of Venus. No make that Jupiter. Wait, what's the furthest planet? Like literally. It's ok if you don't get what I mean. But yeah. I so dread the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm happy with HAPPY. Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I reformatted my bloody STD-infected pc and now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my pictures are gone. ALL OF IT. Bloody kanasai. Could anyone who have an archive of anything containing MY FACE, please email them to me? Pictures from 2004 all gone! Sigh sigh sigh. I cried ok when the pictures were deleted foreevr. Worse than losing your virginity for the first time or even worse than breaking up. Yah, I'm weak and frail like that. I'm so sentimental. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO I THINK I JUST GOT SPOTTED FOR STEALING THIS WIRELESS CONNECTION. I WILL BE BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And see, I told you my life's as mundane as ever. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-3724817806375127767?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/3724817806375127767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=3724817806375127767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3724817806375127767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/3724817806375127767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-alive-and-very-kicking.html' title='still alive and very kicking!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-116471430173168631</id><published>2006-11-28T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T19:45:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just MAYBE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAYBE, I should not have allowed the new feeling to overcome my weakness at that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAYBE, I was just in the WANT of a new muse but actually it's the old muse that I NEED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAYBE, I should not have allowed my ego and my pride to take the best of me when I know that it was the only source of making me feel exceptionally special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAYBE, I should just go drown myself for having this contradiction which I can lie to others but definitely a contradiction that I cannot lie to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Worse is just the sad realisation that this could never be true.. Never ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-116471430173168631?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/116471430173168631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=116471430173168631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116471430173168631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116471430173168631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-maybe.html' title='Just MAYBE..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-116451917420720960</id><published>2006-11-26T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T13:32:54.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am seriously WEAK and FRAGILE at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my whole life, no one, and I really mean NO ONE at all has ever made me felt exceptionally intimidated. Yes, INTIMIDATED. Just by the presence, makes me go weak on my knees and makes my heart race faster. Allows fear and inferiority to fill me to the fullest brim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO, this is not a typical crush thingy. This is the total opposite. It's an ominous feeling of wrath and hate that I've never felt before. Such a mixture of emotions that stirs the inside of me till I could actually literally explode..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of it, everything is such a blunt contradiction. To stay would have been a blatant mistake, would be a threshold to a dark future, would be a doorway to further suffering, but to leave? I thought to leave was the perfect decision, BUT, maybe I guessed wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Either ways both decision has a negative implication. Simpy because the party involved is a shmuck. A rodent. A pest. A parasite. AN IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's bothering me now is the latter decision I made. It's churning up this fucted up emotion inside. They said that it's illogical to let just one handicapped (both in physically AND mentally!) person bring my spirits down but I myself can't explain this disgusting feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My point here is, THE PRESENCE IS TOTALLY INTIMIDATING ME. And I can't believe myself to ever let anyone intimidate me until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MATI AH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S : I miss all those lost along the way. Oh, well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-116451917420720960?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/116451917420720960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=116451917420720960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116451917420720960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116451917420720960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-feelings_26.html' title='some feelings.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-116082573012387206</id><published>2006-10-14T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:35:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restricted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Forbidden fruit is the &lt;strong&gt;BEST..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and at the same time, the &lt;strong&gt;WORST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-116082573012387206?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/116082573012387206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=116082573012387206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116082573012387206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116082573012387206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/10/restricted.html' title='restricted.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-116072423490392822</id><published>2006-10-13T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:35:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buy 1 get 1 free?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok every homo sapien in this planet earth has only &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; heart right? One thumping lump of red flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it logical if I say &lt;strong&gt;ONE heart can only equate to ONE feeling for ONE thing&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. That does not make sense definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm wondering how can &lt;strong&gt;ONE heart have ONE feeling but for MANY things&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; feeling is too &lt;em&gt;STRONG&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;in that &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; heart that is too &lt;em&gt;FRAGILE&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;MANY&lt;/strong&gt; things that are &lt;em&gt;TEMPTING&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Question is, which would be the perfect choice? Damn this is childish and help is much needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..dvbeihvbe3$^#$*^#$(TH#$NF(Yv3hrv7ht39t..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-116072423490392822?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/116072423490392822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=116072423490392822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116072423490392822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/116072423490392822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/10/buy-1-get-1-free.html' title='buy 1 get 1 free?'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115980322716073865</id><published>2006-10-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:33:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy children's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awak-awak, kenapa awak tak ajak kita main playground dengan awak semua itu hari? Dulu selalau awak mesti ajak kita main playground sama2, tapi kenapa itu hari awak tak ajak kita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awak dah tak geng kita eh eh eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abeh awak tak ajak kita bila Children's Day lagi.. Kan Children's Day sekali2 punya special event, kenapa awak sampai hati tak ajak kita main playground dengan awak2 semua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bukan apa awak, kita bukan nak merajuk macam budak2.. eh tapi kan memang kita ni semua masih budak2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lain kali pergi main playground kene ajak kita ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115980322716073865?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115980322716073865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115980322716073865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115980322716073865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115980322716073865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-childrens-day.html' title='happy children&apos;s day!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002719.post-115951886316892596</id><published>2006-09-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T16:34:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cooped inside.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What would you do if you are not given a single opportunity at all to express your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;erupting angst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115951886316892596?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115951886316892596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115951886316892596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115951886316892596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115951886316892596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/09/cooped-inside.html' title='cooped inside.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115800430410198319</id><published>2006-09-12T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T03:51:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pisang2 dari tandan yang sama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sahibul hikayat, bukan hikayat putera emas (OOPPSSTHH) tetapi bau2 bacang gitu2 jugak lah kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dua gadis perawan, dua2 lawa, dua2 sahabat karib, dua2 muka sama, dua2 perangai sama, kira macam dua2 sisters ar. Senang cakap macam adik beradik dari lain bodek ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dua2 pulak bercinta monyet, sotong, katak, tapir, kuda dan lain2 binatang yang sewaktu dengannya dengan dua jejaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dua jejaka ini pulak kononnya dari satu &lt;strong&gt;"keluarga" &lt;/strong&gt;yang sama. Dua2 sama manis, sama comel, sama kelakar, sama anggun ar.. cuma bodek jer lain size, lain color dan...alah yang penting ini dua ada bodek dan mereka datang dari &lt;strong&gt;"keluarga"&lt;/strong&gt; yang sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Background knowledge sedikit : "Keluarga" mereka ini semuanya mempunyai hobby yang sama. Yang best sekali, dalam "keluarga" ini kebanyakan anak mereka lelaki! Dan terpenting sekali, satu "keluarga" mempunyai hobby yang sama dalam masa lapang.. Tak perlu nak cakap lah apa hobby tu, whatever you can think of what a family likes to do together as a family, shoot the burger ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, back to the kisah tadi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si dua lelaki dari "keluarga" yang sama ni, yang telah bercinta dengan itu dua sisters, telah membuat keputusan untuk mengakhiri hubungan mereka setelah sekian lama mereka bercinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's not the point sebab orang bercinta kalau putus macam normal thing lah, sebab sedangkan orang yang tunang boleh putus, orang yang kahwin boleh kahwin orang lain, orang yang nikah boleh cerai, orang yang dah cerai boleh kahwin lagi, dan lain2 lagi yang sewaktu dengannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sedangkan seluardalam atau boxer-bende2 yang tak hidup yang dah bau kawasan2 sulit dan berbulu kita boleh tinggalkan kita akibat koyak atau hancing, apa lagi manusia yang ade hati, perasaan, jantung, perut, babat, limpa kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuma yang tak boleh diterima bumi ni, dua2 jantan dari keluarga yang sama ni menggunakan modal yang sama untuk putus dengan ini dua sisters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Dah tak ada perasaan lagi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amboi??? Senangnya???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hai proven sangatlah yang birds of the same feather flock together. In this case it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"burungs of the same bulu lain boxer flock together"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Atau &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"pisang lain panjang lain warna tapi sama tandan rasanya sama juga"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pun ok eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dua2 jantan bagi alasan yang sama. Ni betul2 punya bersenjata kekata seh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sekian, nukilan yang merepek oleh seorang insan yang dah nak masuk tidur. Tapi still, renungkanlah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selamat malam singapura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115800430410198319?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115800430410198319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115800430410198319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115800430410198319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115800430410198319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/09/pisang2-dari-tandan-yang-sama.html' title='pisang2 dari tandan yang sama.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115756857460206826</id><published>2006-09-07T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:57:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>berbagai jenis perasaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuma terkenang seketika sahaja situasi pada kelmarin itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEMPAT&lt;/strong&gt; yang sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAKTU&lt;/strong&gt; yang sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUACA &lt;/strong&gt;yang sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAKAIAN &lt;/strong&gt;yang hampir sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENDA &lt;/strong&gt;yang sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yang penting sekali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ORANG-ORANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nya pun &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hampir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERASAAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEADAAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EMOSI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VISI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEGHAIRAHAN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ini semua tersangat-sangat lah lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Konklusi (ada ke tidak siak word ini macam?) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sekeliling kita benda2 yang tak hidup tak akan berubah kecuali manusia ubahkan, tapi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HATI DAN PERASAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; manusia boleh berubah dan beralih arah, sebab manusia ada 9 nafsu, terutama sekali nafsu seks. Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Senang cakap, perasaaan manusia boleh berubah bila2 masa, jadi jika ianya terjadi pada diri kita atau sesiapa sahaja, jangan nak salahkan sesiapa, kerana tangan tepuk sebelah takkan berbunyi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;besides orang gila sahaja yang akan bertepuk pakai satu tangan.. Kan kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115756857460206826?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115756857460206826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115756857460206826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115756857460206826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115756857460206826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/09/berbagai-jenis-perasaan.html' title='berbagai jenis perasaan'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115635548999902517</id><published>2006-08-24T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:51:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lembu peh susu,  sapi itik dapat nama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BINGIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kalau salah aku takpe lah, aku akur aku ni memang manusia yang tak lari dari kesilapan dan memang selalu SENGAJA buat kesilapan.. maklumlah aku ni kan tak se-perfect orang lain yang ingatkan dia perfect sehingga membunuh semut2 yang ada di dunia ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TETAPI, ni bukan salah aku siak.. Orang lain yang buat hal, orang lain yang kene jawab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu tak penting, yang paling penting dan buat perut aku terbalik dan otak aku berkocak is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$5000&lt;/span&gt; mana mau carik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jual badan pun tak dapek nak nolong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BINGITTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115635548999902517?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115635548999902517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115635548999902517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115635548999902517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115635548999902517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/08/lembu-peh-susu-sapi-itik-dapat-nama.html' title='lembu peh susu,  &lt;s&gt;sapi&lt;/s&gt; itik dapat nama!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115502215714138828</id><published>2006-08-08T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:30:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, baru aku tahu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Problem : Susah betul nak bernafas. Nak tidur susah, tercungap2 untuk oksigen.. Breathe pun very furiously macam orang baru lepas main.......catching. Betul tak lepas main catching kan mesti termengah2 kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict : &lt;strong&gt;MILD ASTHMA (!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason : Tak cukup tidur, tak cukup rehat, banyak sangat hisap......hisap jari. Tu lah banyak sangat hisap jari sampai jari pun penat sampai affect pernafasan. Makes sense ke tidak? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution : Sleeping pill which ALMOST put me to sleep. I was flat for 24 hours, what say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115502215714138828?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115502215714138828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115502215714138828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115502215714138828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115502215714138828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-baru-aku-tahu.html' title='oh, baru aku tahu..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115494918774618253</id><published>2006-08-07T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:16:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di suatu petang di rumah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time check : 1845&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Location : HOME (which is freaking rare to find me at home at this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More than a month left this space alone! ME? Still alive and kicking and active and still the same. Except for at this virtual space. Computer pon dah berhabuk. Biasa lah kan, tempat kerja aku dah macam 2nd home. Nak cakap 1st home pon boleh actually sebab balik rumah setakat mandi, makan, tidur, then off to work.. Nasib baik takde hostel, kalau tidak consperm dah jadi penduduk setia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maklumlah busy dekat kerja.. Tengok mat saleh cute..arab hensem.. jepon yang hot habes.. tai-tai indon yang rambut macam sarang tebuan.. orang2 kaya yang top to toe gucci, LV, salvatore ferragamo, coach bla bla bla.. (entah2 petaling street siak?) .. tidak terkecuali jugak orang2 tua yang hot dalam blazer mereka, abeh bawak briefcase.. yang banyak duit beb! Tapi tunggu masa je aku nak kacip.. Errr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tapi that's not the point. My point is, I simply hate this time of the day. Especially the feeling of _____________ (i don't now how to put it) when the sun sinks in. Don't ask me why, this is just the most mendak part of the day for me. The "keheningan" (macam paham betol lah aku nie..) make me sad, makes me retrospect on my life, makes me reflect, makes me think, makes me remember, makes me ponder, makes me wish, makes me regret, makes me feel macam loser ah senang kata. Feeling dia is so the semacam like that.. I don't loikee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't ask me why. I'm sure you have part of the days which are your pet peeves. Mine's at dawn. How about yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which reminds me, nak kene pergi klinik ni. Hari ni tak kerja, MC sebab.. adalah sebab2 nya. Tu pun nanti nak pergi tempat kerja pasal ak jumpa members punya pasal. Kan dah kata, tempat kerja tu 1st home. Huahuahua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115494918774618253?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115494918774618253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115494918774618253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115494918774618253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115494918774618253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/08/di-suatu-petang-di-rumah.html' title='Di suatu petang di rumah..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-115100470051533322</id><published>2006-06-23T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:39:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in/un-contactable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am slowly dissipating into thin air and gradually becoming extinct, so if you have any qualms or desperately need my service, please do just &lt;strong&gt;e-mail me or leave me a message at friendster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's very lame, yes I know but I'm proud to say I'm even more elusive than Osama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ah.. Which reminds me, it has been eons since I penned/fingered my thoughts in this white cyber space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Too busy, too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But friends, fret not. If you think I have been ignoring or disappearing from you, think again 69 times &lt;em&gt;*sniggers at the choice of number*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are not the only one I have unintentionally lost touch with. It's almost everyone. So where necessary, just follow the directions of the bolded texts above. Don't misunderstand me as being a &lt;em&gt;macam paham&lt;/em&gt; career babe or being &lt;em&gt;sombong&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Which reminds me again, it's not only friends I have unintentionally lost touch with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So many... so .. lonely. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-115100470051533322?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/115100470051533322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=115100470051533322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115100470051533322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/115100470051533322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/06/inun-contactable.html' title='in/un-contactable'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114883257938530505</id><published>2006-05-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T00:09:39.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money is the root of ALL evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;KEPO &lt;/strong&gt;people are evil too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt;most of the time human gets evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In this world, I wonder what is not evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114883257938530505?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114883257938530505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114883257938530505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114883257938530505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114883257938530505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/evil.html' title='evil!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114826143663453485</id><published>2006-05-22T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:30:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bende bende gilerrrr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ngantok giler..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sebab hari-hari kerja shift tunggang langgang sampai tak cukup tidur. Sampai rasanya dah malas nak tido lagi sebab takut terlajak time nak kerja.. Nasib baiklah enjoy kerja. Maklomlah, nak kacip dato' ke, magistrate ke, lawyer ke, PILOT ke.. so kene lah selalu red alert. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Penat gilerr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sebab hari-hari jalan dari hujung ke hujung tempat kerja rasanya nak dekat 69 kali.. Boleh putus dan tercabut kaki..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dan sekarang, tambah lagi satu kepenatan.. Asyik ulang alik hospital aje. Takpe, luppp sama lu peh pasal gua sanggup joy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boros giler..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sebab hari-hari kat tempat kerja ada barang2 yang tempted to touch. Lagi2, kat dalam dah lah murah nak mampus. Abeh, hari-hari without fail consperm lalu kedai2 nya. Dah tu, dapat 30 percent discount lagi. Tak beli rugi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelik gilerrrrrrrrrrrr....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sebab, hari-hari aku risau tentang &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tetapi, dalam hati hari-hari mencari &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Musykilnya, sampai hari ini, hari-hari aku kepinginkan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PELIK NAK MAMPUS KAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114826143663453485?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114826143663453485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114826143663453485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114826143663453485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114826143663453485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/bende-bende-gilerrrr_22.html' title='bende bende gilerrrr.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114796355466370353</id><published>2006-05-18T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:45:54.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am the epitome of &lt;strong&gt;SAD&lt;/strong&gt; tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAD&lt;/strong&gt; with a capital &lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get well soon would you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:((((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114796355466370353?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114796355466370353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114796355466370353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114796355466370353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114796355466370353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114770773905470733</id><published>2006-05-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:42:19.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossroad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;CANNOT&lt;/strong&gt; have the best of &lt;strong&gt;BOTH&lt;/strong&gt; worlds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..it is impossible I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..or is it really that impossible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Damn, I'm really weak at this shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114770773905470733?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114770773905470733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114770773905470733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114770773905470733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114770773905470733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/crossroad.html' title='crossroad.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114711679429295860</id><published>2006-05-09T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T03:33:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R is for Rindu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dilah Sepet .. Rabberduck .. Syiqin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/489/1600/DSC07678.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/489/320/DSC07678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss them so fricking much.. I guess work and commitment has kept us so busy that we have seem to lost touch of each other. I miss the both of them so much.. Hope they feel the same too.. Especially her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess it's true.. Friends do come and go.. I guess as we grow older, we grow old alone.. Everyone would be engulfed in their own life.. Sigh I really miss quality time with my friends.. Especially the above two.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know why I'm so emo tonight.. For sure.. I'm not tipsy now.. Not anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And when I'm emo.. I sort of lose my sober (again, I'm NOT tipsy..).. To think that I abhor people who type like this.... Parenthesises all over.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114711679429295860?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114711679429295860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114711679429295860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114711679429295860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114711679429295860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/r-is-for-rindu.html' title='R is for Rindu.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114711529642503227</id><published>2006-05-09T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T03:08:16.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>equations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 strawberry margaritas + 6 tequila shots + 2 pitchers of bourbon coke = 3 very wasted soul + &lt;strong&gt;1 very confused heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 very confused heart + 1 very angst ridden soul = &lt;strong&gt;1 very complicating story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 very complicating story + 1 night stand = &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I know why people find maths such a chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114711529642503227?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114711529642503227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114711529642503227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114711529642503227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114711529642503227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/equations.html' title='equations.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114675660153172411</id><published>2006-05-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:30:01.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear Eve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is it true that &lt;strong&gt;forbidden fruit&lt;/strong&gt; always tastes the best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114675660153172411?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114675660153172411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114675660153172411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114675660153172411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114675660153172411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/05/unsure.html' title='unsure.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114633720265698466</id><published>2006-04-30T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T03:00:02.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress package.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are getting money..money..money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTT ALSOOOOOO..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But what the heck I'm still a far cry from 21 siol. Asal lah mak aku tak buat aku siang siang??? WAH.. WAH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nie macam nak kene kacip satu Dato' ke, Magistrate ke, Lawyer ke.. bisnessmen ke kat tempat kerje aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang penting, &lt;strong&gt;ADA DUIT, OK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114633720265698466?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114633720265698466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114633720265698466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114633720265698466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114633720265698466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/progress-package.html' title='progress package.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114615619153312108</id><published>2006-04-28T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:34:45.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of black and of white.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bloghop punya bloghop, terjumpa lah satu blog ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An extremely childish blog lah I would say, from an extremely childish and macam faham person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, all I know is that my conscience is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And black and white proofs is an ALIBI that can NEVER lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE MSN CHAT LOGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuma part yang tak faham di studio dan tak faham di rumah is asal &lt;strong&gt;SEKARANG&lt;/strong&gt; dan &lt;strong&gt;TIBA2&lt;/strong&gt; eh tulis gitu. Dah paiseh per? Muka dah letak pat pantat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And kalau tak suka, cakap lah dengan orang tu terus terang. Macam aku, FRANK. Jangan lah nak tulis2 kat blog ker.. kat dinding ker.. kat seat bus ker.. TAK SUKA, CAKAP SENDIRI. Lagi2 kalau kau ader konek, cakap lah sendiri. Unles konek kau dah termasuk kat mulut kau, sebab tu kau selalu bual konek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Childish habes ah. Tak faham aku. Tapi best ah best. I love controversies! Bring it on baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN, I reiterate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK AND WHITE PROOFS CANNOT LIE. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114615619153312108?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114615619153312108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114615619153312108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114615619153312108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114615619153312108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/of-black-and-of-white.html' title='of black and of white.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114589261727292911</id><published>2006-04-24T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:30:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you love someone so deeply, would you treat that person &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MACAM TAIK?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114589261727292911?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114589261727292911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114589261727292911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114589261727292911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114589261727292911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/abused.html' title='abused.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114580102768071676</id><published>2006-04-23T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:06:11.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dipinggirkan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;segala apa yang &lt;strong&gt;AKU&lt;/strong&gt; buat salah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau sahaja yang betul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dia sahaja yang betul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mereka sahaja yang betul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU&lt;/strong&gt; rasa amat terpinggir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;keseorangan.. kesepian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114580102768071676?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114580102768071676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114580102768071676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114580102768071676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114580102768071676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/dipinggirkan.html' title='dipinggirkan.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114545471372067199</id><published>2006-04-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:53:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my legs, my legs, my legs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My legs are suffering from serious injuries. Thanks to wearing &lt;strong&gt;COURT SHOES&lt;/strong&gt; for only THREE DAYS in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Myriads of plasters at the back for my ever-blooming blisters, and my feet ache really bad. &lt;em&gt;Kaki aku dah betul2 macam sotong kering basi ah. &lt;/em&gt;Gosh, I need a massage, pronto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah who knows maybe I'm fated to be a Geisha with extremely cramped and bound feet. Eh but no thanks. I wouldn't want to be a Geisha. I wouldn't want to lose my "mizuage" to a &lt;em&gt;WRINKLING&lt;/em&gt; (pun is fully intended) old men. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it doesn't matterlah because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM LOVING MY JOB. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just that I need more plasters. FIVE a day, what say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114545471372067199?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114545471372067199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114545471372067199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114545471372067199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114545471372067199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-legs-my-legs-my-legs.html' title='my legs, my legs, my legs.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114520333544274049</id><published>2006-04-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:02:15.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sakit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Nuff said. Unison is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The longer I stay the faster you will drive me to my grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But whatthehell, I still have not even learned "&lt;em&gt;the art of merajuk&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But thanks so much lah for treating me like your dustbin. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it is really painful when something is really painful but you just CANNOT cry to ooze the pain out. OUCH OUCH OUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114520333544274049?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114520333544274049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114520333544274049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114520333544274049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114520333544274049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/sakit.html' title='sakit.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114512733565352793</id><published>2006-04-16T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:38:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some love story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;What's the connection between Robin Hood, Superman and Princess Fiona?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing, they all just have very fairy-tale kind of love story. With very drama mama storylines but happy endings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But in this story I'm trying to come up with, the Robin Hood would toss and turmoil and fight with Superman to fight over Princess Fiona. And Princess Fiona is touched by the sincerity and EFFORT of Robin Hood. And to think that she actually loathed Robin Hood so much at the very beginning. Unintended love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHE. Apa aku merepek ni? &lt;em&gt;*layan please* &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK LAH FORGET WHATEVER I SAID ABOUT PRINCESS FIONA AND ROBIN HOOD AND WHATEVER SHIT. APPARENTLY PRINCESS FIONA IS NOT WRONG ABOUT HATING ROBIN HOOD FROM THE START. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRST IMPRESSIONS DO LAST AFTER ALL. PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114512733565352793?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114512733565352793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114512733565352793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114512733565352793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114512733565352793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-love-story.html' title='some love story.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114503891317211372</id><published>2006-04-15T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T02:26:29.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kehangatan mentari menyinari pagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;derusan hujan mendingini panas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;saling mengiring saling melengkapi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;begitulah kudrat Illahi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kehadiranmu teman bagaikan cahaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menerangi taman hatiku yang sepi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menjalin kasih mesra kurnia maha Esa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;merestui kemesraan ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andai bunga tiada mekar mewangi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hancurlah harapan unggas menyepi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andai dikau menghilang dan menyendiri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku terapung hilanglah panduan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bak hujan di tengah hari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;panas menduri bumi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;begitulah perasaan pabila bayangmu pun tiada..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;keihklasan hatimu menghangatkan jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kelembutan suaramu menyejukkan bara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jernih airmatamu lambang ketulusan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menemaniku di kala kesepian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keraplah menyinar mentari pagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teruslah menari hujan yang mendingin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menghijau menyegar menyuburi bumi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;saling menjalin hubungan infiniti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src=" http://www.geocities.com/ntz_99/Zubir_Abdullah_-_Teman.mp3" width="150" height="40" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="false"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kehadapan sang &lt;strong&gt;teman&lt;/strong&gt;, jurang ini meracunkan. Dewasa ini khayalan semakin jauh. Piagam suci itu masih menjadi renungan. Angkara si durjana yang membekukan segala kehangatan. Manira mendahagakan dakapan itu, semula..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yang benar tetapi palsu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Itik Bergetah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114503891317211372?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114503891317211372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114503891317211372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114503891317211372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114503891317211372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/teman.html' title='teman.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114481857974055765</id><published>2006-04-12T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:18:11.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laws of the Natural Universe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Mechanical Repair:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch or you'll have to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Workshop:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Probability:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Telephone:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Alibi: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Variation Law:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will start to move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Bath:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Close Encounters:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Result:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Biomechanics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Theatre:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;strong&gt;aw of Coffee:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Law of Lockers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Rugs/Carpets: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor covering are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet/rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Location:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you go, there you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Logical Argument:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brown's Law:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the shoe fits, it's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver's Law:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closed mouth gathers no feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilson's Law:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114481857974055765?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114481857974055765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114481857974055765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114481857974055765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114481857974055765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/laws-of-natural-universe.html' title='Laws of the Natural Universe.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114478121913242476</id><published>2006-04-12T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:46:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang sebenarnya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;resah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan perubahan itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedih&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan pemergian itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sensitif &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;akan kata-kata itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kecewa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan kejadian itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terkejut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan pengakuan itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;layu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan dakapan itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan cadangan itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gembira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan perhatian itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;terkesima&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;akan sikap itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;takut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; akan kepastian itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kusut &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;akan masalah itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hipokrit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akan persahabatan itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jijik &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;akan pelayaran itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tertipu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akan rahsia itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;benci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akan nasihat itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;meluat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akan penipuan itu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sayang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akan keikhlasan itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;berahi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;akan gurauan itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Namun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku tidak pasti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;semua perasaan ini bila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ditemukan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disatukan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ditafsirkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disoalkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ditelitikan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apakah isi degupan itu yang sebenarnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat ingin unutk mencungkil kebenaran itu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang sebenarnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku berasa amat resah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kerana kebenaran itu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sesuatu yang pudar dan tidak pasti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114478121913242476?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114478121913242476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114478121913242476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114478121913242476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114478121913242476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/yang-sebenarnya.html' title='Yang sebenarnya..'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114460705660298194</id><published>2006-04-10T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T02:07:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty conscience / ego .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still don't fricking get it. Why are you hiding it from me siols?? I mean the predicament here.. like it's damn obvious, blaring like a sore &lt;s&gt;cock&lt;/s&gt; thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Guilty conscience? Cause whatever I said hit you in your bloody head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.. Ego of a man? &lt;em&gt;(Eh not that you're so much of a man anyway, urgh.)&lt;/em&gt; Because you know if you confessed everything, then I would have proved my point right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahlah, I give up again. Sakit hati, sakit kepala, sakit otak tau fikirkan. Sakit adik pun tak menyusahkan begini. Ish ish ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not that I'm being so emotional or whatever, but I guess keeping mum is the best option for &lt;strong&gt;NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, till you get that stupid nabehcheebye donkey with an ultimately revolting attitude totally erased from your life.  &lt;strong&gt;AND I PRAY YOU DO.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Ceh PRAY konon.. part gini baru ingat tuhan :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heaves a heavy nak mampos macam bontot aku punya sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh was that a very angst ridden entry? I hope not. Because I'm actually smiling when I typed this. Agaknya jari-jari kene rasuk ar tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114460705660298194?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114460705660298194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114460705660298194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114460705660298194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114460705660298194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/guilty-conscience-ego.html' title='guilty conscience / ego .'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114442404240319968</id><published>2006-04-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:40:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kar-merajuk-sutera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh kawan-kawan dan para peminat blog sekalian, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Korang tahu kan yang aku ni orangnyer memang bukan jenis yang kuat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERAJUK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENSITIVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAPI NI DAH BETUL-BETUL MELAMPAU SIOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ingatkan aku ni apa.. Punching bag ke?? Tahulah bontot aku ni mampat, dah serupa macam punching bag, and you're so tempted to touch tapi jangan ah over siol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Janganlah pasal kau tgh sakit macam nak mampos, pasal kau tegah binget dengan orang lain, pasal kucing kau tak joget betul, pasal coli kau lom cuci, pasal kau tengah geram dengan makhluk lain, AKU pulak yang jadi mangsa siak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ingat suke-suke per perah minyak kat aku macam gitu? Ingat suke-suke bolayan aku and buat aku macam tongong gitu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAH LAH. AKU NAK MERAJUK JADI BISKUT MARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh taknak biskut mary ah. Tak class sangat. K aku nak merajuk jadi biskut dalam tin yang biru bulat tu. Ape tu nama die.. Danish cookies eh? Ah tu boleh. Tu baru oldies and class siket. Tak pon aku nak merajuk jadi botol Chivas Regal. At least pon class siket. Dah hilang amarah, nanti aku transform jadik manusia balek ah. Tapi taknak go back jadi itik bergetah ah. Mintak2 ah jadi JLo ke, Aishwarya ke.. sape2 ah janji jambu batu and werkzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*HANDPHONE BEEPS*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh eh 1 message received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*OPENS MESSAGE*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALAMAK. Si dektu yang telah membuat aku macam mangkuk tingkat as abovementioned message ah siol! Berbual baek2 lak tu mcm nothing happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, I'm so tempted to reply like normal. Like nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*replies message NORMALLY, macam no hal*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAIYOH. Macam manalah member tak pijak kepala aku. Aku ni too forgiving ah, walaupon bukan hari raya. Agaknyer pasal next week good friday tu pasal aku forgiving. Ish ish ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh boleh tak siapa2 yang hobby die pedih2 tu ajar aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"THE ART OF MERAJUK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114442404240319968?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114442404240319968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114442404240319968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114442404240319968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114442404240319968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/kar-merajuk-sutera.html' title='kar-merajuk-sutera'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114434602005187473</id><published>2006-04-07T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:53:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KID'S jargons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having left the ever so nostalgic primary school world for about six years or so, mixing with these kids again for just TWO days really relief those memories of childhood. Though i do have TWO primary school &lt;s&gt;pests&lt;/s&gt; kids at home, it's different you see. These kids really &lt;em&gt;tunjuk belang&lt;/em&gt; when they are in their own clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "rendezvous" with these primary school kids helping them to make up their faces left with a few takeaways really worth laughing at. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things they would say (when being made up) :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their fake eyelashes have not yet been fixed to their eyes : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kakak, bulu saya belum pasang.. " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their hair is being fixed with those black hair pins : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kakak, jangan cucuk kuat kuat tau nanti sakit ah.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their &lt;em&gt;samping&lt;/em&gt; is too tight : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Saya rasa saya punya ketat sangat ah kakak.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their fake hair is about to fall off : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kakak, rambut saya nak terjatuh.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you realise, the abovementioneds are rather obscene, but being a sleepy zombie at that time, I can't help noticing it. &lt;em&gt;Iyelah, sedangkan tak sleepy dah horny.. kalau tengah sleepy lagi harap maklum.&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing beats these lah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mak saya kata kalau kita suka joget gelek-gelek nanti bontot boleh expire. Macam INUL ah, dier suka gelek-gelek sampai bontot dia expire."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is that cute or IS THAT CUTE? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing that, I &lt;em&gt;step lah kakak2 sikit&lt;/em&gt;. So I like told him off, &lt;em&gt;"Eh kenapa ni cakap merepek meraban??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to be replied with : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh betul lah. Kan apa-apa yang mak mak cakap kan betul.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND to be followed with the ever so famous song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"merepek meraban..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;taik apek dalam reban..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku berak kau telan.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EH! &lt;em&gt;Menyesal aku sebut "merepek meraban."&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the boys, BOYS being BOYS, will &lt;em&gt;meliat macam cacing panas&lt;/em&gt; when they have to put on lipstick. But in this scenario they have no choice but to succumb right? So, after putting on the lipstick for these naughty boys, I made them sit at one corner and kept reminding them to ensure that the lipstick does not get wiped off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what I overheard the convo amongst them??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Eh kau jangan jilat tau lipstick kau. nanti boleh dapat gastric. Kena masuk hospital."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*almost faints from suppressing my laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interrupted with even more corny stuff like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"AYOH!! Awak berbual pakai "kau","aku"!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Masuk hospital nanti ada pontianak datang duduk tepi katil bla bla bla.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also not forgetting the macam faham macam orang tua punya berbual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Semalam abang kite bawak balek girlfren dier. Tapi die tak pimpin girlfren die tau pasal mak kite ade. Tapi that time kite nampak dorang kat shopping centre tengah pimpin2."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Kite tak suka ah cikgu tu. Die selalu kasi homework banyak2 and die ajar merepek2. Die asyik2 kasi kite buat correction banyak2."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" (A primary 3 kid) Kite ade handphone tapi kite tak boleh pakai banyak2. Sebab mak kite yang bayar bill. Kalau gitu, kite tak boleh ade boifren sampai kite ade banyak duit boleh bayar bill sendiri, jadi mak kite tak boleh kacau handphone kite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TELL ME HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO KEEP SMILING TO MYSELF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are so fricking adorable lah I tell you. And I declare openly that I have a very soft spot for kids and babies. &lt;em&gt;MACAM NAK GIGITTT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hai macam nak buat baby sendiri gitu. OOOppssstthh.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114434602005187473?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114434602005187473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114434602005187473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114434602005187473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114434602005187473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/kids-jargons.html' title='KID&apos;S jargons.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114409088398284611</id><published>2006-04-04T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T05:22:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing for Ab-so-lu-tion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lips are turning blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a kiss that can't renew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiptoe to your room &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a starlight in the gloom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you never knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing for absolution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be singing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falling from your grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's nowhere left to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in no one to confide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the truth runs deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will never die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lips are turning blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a kiss that can't renew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing for absolution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be singing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falling from your grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't remain unrectified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and our souls won't be absolved..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know some of you may find this song weird, but then again I am a weird person, so I listen to weird songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But one thing on my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When will I find him who would muse me just like MUSE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh anyway, aku dah delete ah &lt;strong&gt;seseorang&lt;/strong&gt; ni dari MSN list. Buat sakit hati ajer siols. Alah, siapa lagik kannnnnnnnnnnnn......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114409088398284611?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114409088398284611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114409088398284611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114409088398284611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114409088398284611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/sing-for-ab-so-lu-tion.html' title='Sing for Ab-so-lu-tion'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114408431104933248</id><published>2006-04-04T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:19:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I can say is, the whole of MARCH had been extremely crazy and exhausting. Physically, mentally and emotionally draining, totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'm gonna make this really quick and short and brief because I am the most pemalas blogger you can ever find (but I know you are dying to read my powderful entries :P)..and I basically don't like to rant and rave about my daily crass, like what I ate, where I went, what I watched, who called me,who I fucked lah etc etc. HEHEHE, YOU GET THE DRIFT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am uber pemalas like that,but I'm loving it and so are you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so here. Few escapades in the month of MARCH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa trip with dear girlfriends, my M.H.A!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/&lt; &lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Be it Mother Hen Association or Motherfucking Heckcare Association, I enjoyed myself. And did my fair share of reminiscing those "weird sounds". You get what I mean. Hehh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MCC AGM 2006 - RETRO THEMED!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First time aku tinggi pasal kasut tinggi empat inci (tapi actually aku suka sembilan inci. WAH.), and skirt and headband yang matching tapi dah macam "Badan&amp;Nyawa" dalam cerita Nujum Pak Belalang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BANGKOK trip with my family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT WAS A BLAST LAH OK. BANGKOK IS A SHOPPING HEAVEN AND I SO WANT TO GO THERE AGAIN. Bah, I'm in no mood for cheem vocabs to describe the whole trip, but it was fucking awesome lah. I wanna go bang-cock again! WOO!! Sawadikap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sri Warisan trip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Highlight of the trip : The Mr Bangla who sebok2 selit &lt;strong&gt;INTO&lt;/strong&gt; our photo taking... when we actually asked him to take a picture &lt;strong&gt;FOR&lt;/strong&gt; us. Now you understand why I am racist and prejudiced against.. eh NVM. Nanti kene masuk jail pulak aku. Kat dalam jail takda MSN ok. Mampos aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday celebration with MCC clan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MCC gathering at East Coast Pit 27 which is fricking like TENGAH TENGAH DUNIA. But thanks so much lah, I really enjoyed my time. But this is another story for another day. Nevertheless, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to ME, DILAH, RIZAL, and ILLYA.&lt;/strong&gt; Dah BESARR anak2 mak ni, especially Illya. OOOpppssssssttthhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bowling &amp;amp; Seoul Garden with Adiratna&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ended off the strenuous month with a gathering with my lovely babes, &lt;strong&gt;ADIRATNA.&lt;/strong&gt; Nevermind the fact that we are a normal and amateur and tak seberapa dikir barat group, but it's our friendship that's even more powerful than some bagus (or rather, ingatkan diorang bagus) dikir barat girls group. EH ALAMAK DID I JUST SAY SOMETHING LASER? HEHEHE. But I really had fun, and it really made my day. Especially so when everything was FREE. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pissive.fotopages.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; are the pictures, so you go figure. Some are still un-uploaded yet, but I shall do so when my computer speeds up. I swear my computer is even slower than my grandma trying to hafal the tepuk sepuluh lah ok. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, besides the non-stop merayapings as mentioned above &lt;em&gt;(actually there's more lah but you know lah how lazy I am&lt;/em&gt;), I had my fair share of emotional breakdowns. Sometimes it renders me speechless seeing how much, in fact SO MUCH can change within the span of a month. Penat tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some positive turnarounds would be that I turned &lt;strong&gt;NINETEEN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(ok lah still small fry, but shut up lah, everyone goes through nineteen ok.)&lt;/em&gt; and the most proud fact that I WANT to boast to all of you is that &lt;strong&gt;I HAVE STARTED DOING MY OWN LAUNDRY!! &lt;/strong&gt;And most membanggakan fact : &lt;strong&gt;HANDWASH OK!&lt;/strong&gt; And yang lebih syiok : I'M LOVING IT!! It's so fun getting wet. Eh, that sounds wrong. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the other hand, negative turnarounds also many ah. Got me so emotionally drained, that the amount of tears shed can actually supple the whole of Singapore water in case Malaysia want to become stingy again. OOOOPPSSSS. I no need to explain lah what are these uncanny changes.. those who are close to me or not even close also can se for yourself. Faham kan what I'm trying to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faham Kelana(siak jer..)? Faham studio? Faham di rumah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nak add in sikit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confirm banyak lah yang terpegun/terkejut/terpukau/terperanjat apasal si itik bergetah ni boleh jadi begini. Jawapan si itik, jangan tanya pasal dia sendiri tak ada jawapan yang pasti, tapi kalau nak teruskan guessing kenapa, terpulang kepada kamu. Sebab kalau orang berbual pasal itik means itik tu popular dan hot. WAHAHAHA. Lagipun mulut manusia mana leh stop kan. Unless sumbat dengan bende sembilan inci........seperti pensil, roti, kayu. Hehe. Korang fikir apa ah sembilan inci? Ish, takderlah.. Allah sahaja yang tahu.. HEH. Tulah, berbual pasal aku lagi, sebenarnyer otak korang sendiri yang kuning tau. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That was a very brief overview of my MARCH. Eh, but I realise it's quite long and wordy huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I may be&lt;strong&gt; Queen of Pemalas&lt;/strong&gt;, but my &lt;strong&gt;BECOK-NESS&lt;/strong&gt; never leaves me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and on a lighter note, to my dearest senior Arafah, GOD loves him more than you do. But do carve a smile upon your face and soothen your soul upon the beknownst fact that he is safe in heaven and would always be praying for you and hubby. But I swear I couldn't stop tearing reading your entries. You are one strong woman ok. For a 23 year old like you, masyallah, you take off the hate as being the strongest young mother ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nurarafah.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for yourself to understand her plight. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me realise that the things you love can leave you anytime without your will, and then the epiphany strikes me that I've been taking life for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To late baby IQBAL, AL-FATEHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114408431104933248?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114408431104933248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114408431104933248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114408431104933248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114408431104933248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/04/march-mania.html' title='March Mania!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114374411828655007</id><published>2006-03-31T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:41:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LESU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SO EMOTIONALLY DRAINED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114374411828655007?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114374411828655007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114374411828655007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114374411828655007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114374411828655007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/lesu.html' title='LESU.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114314816653658508</id><published>2006-03-24T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T05:09:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UMI, i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really love my mother alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just have to say this now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iyerlah, mana tahu jap lagi aku mampus ke ape? dah tak sempat kan kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114314816653658508?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114314816653658508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114314816653658508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114314816653658508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114314816653658508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/mother.html' title='mother.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114308374328695116</id><published>2006-03-23T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:15:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mesin tak guna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku give up ah try nak pakai itu washing machine. Susah lah siol. Banyak sangat butang. Aku tak tahu nak picit butang mana. Puas hati picit butang sendiri kan. Haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang, aku nak belajar berdikari. CEDEBAH.... Jadi, aku nak cuci pakai tangan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAW IS WAR. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114308374328695116?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114308374328695116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114308374328695116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114308374328695116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114308374328695116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/mesin-tak-guna.html' title='mesin tak guna.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114302356239757476</id><published>2006-03-22T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T18:32:42.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kehadapan si fulan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kehadapan &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si Fulan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saya tahu awak mesti benci saya selepas ini.  Sebab mesti dalam kepala otak awak yang berjambul itu sedang fikir yang saya ini pembelot, penipu, mami jarum, mak kepo dan sebagainya kerana memecahkan tembelang awak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tapi saya nak awak letak diri awak dalam kasut &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sebagai seorang sahabat baik yang menyimpan seribu rahsia daripada sahabat baiknya itu sendiri, adakah itu dinamakan persahabatan yang luhur lagi suci murni? Apatah lagi apabila rahsia-rahsia yang disimpan itu membabitkan saya juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dan tidak lupa juga dalam kasut &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Apa perasaan awak kalau awak jadi begitu? Apa perasaan awak kalau awak harus &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"mempalsukan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; diri awak untuk seseorang? Dan macam-macam lagi perasaan yang mengusik lubuk hati.. Apa perasaan awak kalau selama ini orang yang awak menghunus seribu harapan sebenarnya melakukan sedemikian atas dasar terpaksa? Atau perasaan awak apabila seseorang itu cuba merubah cara awak tapi awak sebenarnya tidak ikhlas melakukan sedemikian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wahai &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si Fulan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dengan apa yang telah saya buat ini, saya pasti awak akan hilang segala kepercayaan kepada saya.  Benci saya. Meluat dengan saya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tapi, sesungguhnya saya tak kisah langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awak rasa &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERTIPU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERTIPU? TERTIPU?? TERTIPU??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jadi bagaimana pula dengan si dia yang awak &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"TIPU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; selama ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kenapa awak nak sakit hati apabila awak sendiri merasakan racun yang awak telah bancuh sendiri? Iaitu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"RACUN TIPU"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si Fulan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, saya tak kisah hilang awak sebagai kawan. Saya lebih rela hilang awak daripada hilang kawan baik saya sendiri. Dan saya lebih sedih lagi melihat kawan baik saya dalam kegelapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saya mintak maaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang benar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itik Bergetah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S : Dan saya gunakan nama "bergetah" kerana getah melekit bukan.. benda di sekeliling mudah sekali melekat dengannya.. Tak faham? Tidak mengapa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114302356239757476?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114302356239757476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114302356239757476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114302356239757476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114302356239757476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/kehadapan-si-fulan.html' title='kehadapan si fulan.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114295521718811553</id><published>2006-03-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:33:37.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rumah terbakar panggil bomba.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Malam ini aku telah bermain dengan api.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nak panggil bomba pun tak guna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dah hangus semuanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(lagipun aku ni ada sikit badi dengan para ahli bomba..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114295521718811553?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114295521718811553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114295521718811553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114295521718811553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114295521718811553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/rumah-terbakar-panggil-bomba.html' title='rumah terbakar panggil bomba.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114287585781880665</id><published>2006-03-21T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T01:30:58.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See I know my "happiness" is forever shortlived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just when I was feeling a tad happy, something has to happen to make me unhappy again. So much for thinking that I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just don't know how to feel anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114287585781880665?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114287585781880665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114287585781880665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114287585781880665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114287585781880665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/shit.html' title='shit.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114287362988222967</id><published>2006-03-21T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:53:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rare euphoria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a HAPPY person today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you to the both of you who made me extremely happy today.  The long talks I had with both of you made me realise that I am much loved and appreciated and needed after all. It feels so good to find people who can really understand my deepest sentiments and feelings.  Life is hard and growing up is very painful, but you both make me realise that through learning life the hard way is what makes me unique and special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a HAPPY person today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for the movie, the sunglass, the topped-up ez link, the tomyam, the  lamp shade, the roti boy, the masssage, the advices, the shoulder, the epiphanies, the love, the time, the friendship, the concern, the care, the everything. Nothing can explain this feeling of gratitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a HAPPY person today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for making me realise that I do mean something in this world and that whatever shit I am going through is just part and parcel of growing up. Wanted to hug the both of you but couldn't lah. Afraid you both would wet yourselves. HAHA :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a HAPPY person today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Realise the many mentions of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I am a HAPPY person today&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? Sorry I just had to reiterate on it because that feeling we call &lt;strong&gt;"HAPPY"&lt;/strong&gt; is a rare feeling in my heart. It happens so seldom, that whenever it occurs, it is a rarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My rare euphoria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114287362988222967?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114287362988222967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114287362988222967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114287362988222967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114287362988222967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/rare-euphoria.html' title='rare euphoria.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114278838112693109</id><published>2006-03-20T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:13:01.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tolong tolong!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG I URGENTLY NEED HELP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THIS IS THE MOST GREATEST HELP I WOULD ASK FROM ALL OF YOU ALTHOUGH IT IS UNDENIABLY THE MOST SORDID HELP ANYONE HAS EVER ASKED FOR IN THIS WORLD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE TEACH ME HOW TO OPERATE A &lt;u&gt;WASHING MACHINE&lt;/u&gt;!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well my mum has just decided that i should start doing my laundry by myself. urgh. :( and i need help pronto before algae starts developing in my lingerie and favourite shirts. :((((((((((((((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114278838112693109?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114278838112693109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114278838112693109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114278838112693109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114278838112693109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/tolong-tolong.html' title='tolong tolong!!!!!'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114277265585729538</id><published>2006-03-19T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:50:55.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shambles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from bangkok. it was a BLAST. but i'm too lazy to update for now. but it's a fucking shopping heaven lah i tell you. i shopped till my breasts drop ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd prolly be on a short hiatus. too many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my... &lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;. it's weird, i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114277265585729538?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114277265585729538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114277265585729538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114277265585729538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114277265585729538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/shambles.html' title='shambles.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114213705401850951</id><published>2006-03-12T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:17:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sawadikap</title><content type='html'>this is rabberduck live from the airport, blogging from the free internet from the computer terminals at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few minutes time, i'm off to BANGKOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to shop till I drop, and really gonna get wasted there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And albeit the Thaksin frenzy, just wish me luck that I do not become Thaksin Beef Noodles..err, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: broken language due to extreme sex-citement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114213705401850951?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114213705401850951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114213705401850951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114213705401850951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114213705401850951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/sawadikap.html' title='sawadikap'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114201453529122736</id><published>2006-03-11T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:15:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat tinggal sayangku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE MY LOVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye my friend..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;HAD &lt;/strong&gt;been the one..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;HAD&lt;/strong&gt; been the one for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114201453529122736?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114201453529122736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114201453529122736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114201453529122736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114201453529122736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/selamat-tinggal-sayangku.html' title='selamat tinggal sayangku.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114193492990840492</id><published>2006-03-10T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:08:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newton's law</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me begin my explanation of how Newton changed our understanding of the Universe by enumerating his&lt;strong&gt; Three Laws of Motion&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, today I am only gonna quote the first and third. For it is the most relevant now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Newton's First Law of Motion:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Every object in a state of uniform motion tends to remain in that state of motion unless an external force is applied to it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Newton's Third Law of Motion:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You see, Newton's Laws were created so that we can understad why the things around us in this complex world that we are living in happen and what causes it.  Yes, it is very complex undoubtedly but it is very true and accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It definitely applies to our lives too. Not only a mere apple falling onto the ground et cetera et cetera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still don't get my drift? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try giving the laws some thought and maybe you would understand what my point here is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114193492990840492?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114193492990840492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114193492990840492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114193492990840492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114193492990840492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/newtons-law.html' title='newton&apos;s law'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114140653685359356</id><published>2006-03-04T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:22:16.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Checks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reality Check No. 1 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quoting a meaningful line from though local but a hitting a nail in the head movie &lt;em&gt;I NOT STUPID TOO&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..I realize that HOME is only a place where I sleep and eat and bathe.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow it strikes some chords and it's saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reality Check No. 2 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This entity is a &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; for those who are about time to do it. But it is no point doing it if your behaviour and attitude contradicts it all. And worse is if you're doing it just for the sake of pleasing someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I thought being a hypocrite is bad, NO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality Check No. 3 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time that passes is like a river that flows. The one moment that is gone can never be reclaimed. &lt;strong&gt;NEVER.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the ambiguity remains why girls like to hold on so much. Why they find it extremely hard to forget something special that was once theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In simpler words, what's over is over. Dream on.    *slaps self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The truth is always hard to swallow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114140653685359356?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114140653685359356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114140653685359356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114140653685359356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114140653685359356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/reality-checks.html' title='Reality Checks'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114114731296089452</id><published>2006-03-01T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:21:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning letters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dear schooling friends, if you think that those warning letters flooding your damn inbox are absolute nuisance and redundant, wait till you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohlalaparis.com/photos/uncategorized/masturbation_university.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See? I told you &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; education system is warped and trivial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114114731296089452?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114114731296089452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114114731296089452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114114731296089452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114114731296089452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/warning-letters.html' title='warning letters.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114114434246769872</id><published>2006-03-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:07:20.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudden realizations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wouldn't you tell me that time really flies? But then again fly is an understatement. And so it is already march, just four more laps to go and it would be the threshold of a new thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the epiphany suddenly strikes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about my secret plan for March? The one that was planned upon departure..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe god has to wake me up and tell me that I am just dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Epiphanies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114114434246769872?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114114434246769872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114114434246769872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114114434246769872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114114434246769872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/03/sudden-realizations.html' title='sudden realizations.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114074977156946054</id><published>2006-02-24T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T10:56:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the end of the long walk from the stream to the House, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of it's own imperfection. And miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw. So I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape. Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessings to all my cracked pot friends and I  appreciate each and everyone of you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114074977156946054?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114074977156946054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114074977156946054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114074977156946054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114074977156946054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/nobodys-perfect.html' title='Nobody&apos;s Perfect'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114071830425500285</id><published>2006-02-24T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T02:11:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interview.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is where I can fully unleash my gift of gab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish me luck, people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Counting to 9 am and my heart's racing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114071830425500285?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114071830425500285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114071830425500285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114071830425500285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114071830425500285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/interview.html' title='interview.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114060405624106086</id><published>2006-02-22T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:27:36.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn,  just when she wanted to lay her eyes on him, beginning to elevate her heart from the stagnant state of giving up, he had to leave her for another country. To slaughter sheep, according to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Worse is, he is totally oblivion of her feelings for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Je cherche mon ame soeur.. mais pourquoi est elle si dure a trouver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114060405624106086?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114060405624106086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114060405624106086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114060405624106086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114060405624106086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/week-after.html' title='a week after.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114055040574775757</id><published>2006-02-22T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T03:33:25.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading between the lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you think i am depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you think there's something wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you think that i am always unhappy about something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think you are so smart in reading in between the lines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now, try deciphering this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----------__________________-----------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;____=====================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, how was that..reading between MY lines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are you THAT smart after all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114055040574775757?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114055040574775757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114055040574775757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114055040574775757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114055040574775757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/reading-between-lines.html' title='reading between the lines.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114037448527995087</id><published>2006-02-20T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:41:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth surfaces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, contradictions exist all around ME though i thought I was oblivion to it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But deep in my heart, I am dying to tell you this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;biar bodoh tapi jangan bodoh sombong...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114037448527995087?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114037448527995087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114037448527995087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114037448527995087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114037448527995087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/truth-surfaces.html' title='truth surfaces.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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-8002719.post-114011072817553261</id><published>2006-02-17T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T01:25:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>runsing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jikalau kita fikir bahawa yang kita tahu tentang sesuatu tentang seseorang dan kita ingat kita seorang sahaja yang tahu, rupa-rupanya orang lain pun tahu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..di mana letaknya kita di lubuk hati orang itu eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jikalau sesuatu kedukaan itu pernah meruntun jiwa dan buat kita betul-betul pasrah dengan sesuatu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..bagaimana kita hendak mencari semula kepercayaan dan keyakinan yang telah hilang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jikalau kita melakukan sesuatu yang betul itu tapi bukan lah dari lubuk hati nurani yang suci tetapi untuk seseorang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bagaimana nak lepaskan diri dari keadaan ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah. Terlalu banyak jikalau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini terlalu merunsingkan, bukan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002719-114011072817553261?l=pissive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/feeds/114011072817553261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002719&amp;postID=114011072817553261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114011072817553261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002719/posts/default/114011072817553261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissive.blogspot.com/2006/02/runsing.html' title='runsing.'/><author><name>rabiatul-adawiyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103601463537825016</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></feed>
