<?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-6015939875082060840</id><updated>2011-12-29T03:49:48.319+08:00</updated><category term='Oh Bapakku...'/><category term='Love Letter (Kekasih Masa Hadapan)'/><category term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category term='Mushaf Seorang Lelaki'/><category term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><category term='Kami Adalah SeRumah'/><category term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><category term='C.I.N.T.A aku Zahra (Mana Dia?)'/><title type='text'>Pencarian Meratah Hidup</title><subtitle type='html'>TANGGAL BAJU.PAKAI BOXER.JANGAN BISING.EMOSI MAHU TELANJANG.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5508363554241385117</id><published>2011-02-10T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:03:23.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-7D_yrHaAo/TVNHApDaeQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/4ppmdh5hRSE/s1600/IMG_6706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-7D_yrHaAo/TVNHApDaeQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/4ppmdh5hRSE/s400/IMG_6706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571875240333179138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Akhirnya.......satu gambar yang buat aku ternganga, speechless dan hampir-hampir pengsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5508363554241385117?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5508363554241385117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5508363554241385117' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5508363554241385117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5508363554241385117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/02/akhirnya.html' title=''/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-7D_yrHaAo/TVNHApDaeQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/4ppmdh5hRSE/s72-c/IMG_6706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5544907216713875363</id><published>2011-02-01T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:14:58.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Biarlah GAY pun.....</title><content type='html'>Title tak blh nak provokatif lagi... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saje je nak share. Kata la gay ke apa ke but aku seriusly think yang diorang2 nie sangat sangat HOT !!! gila ah, perggghhhhhhhhh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tae Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGub1lYnI/AAAAAAAAAZA/a4w5kN1-6N0/s1600/tae-yang-cool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGub1lYnI/AAAAAAAAAZA/a4w5kN1-6N0/s400/tae-yang-cool1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568567596571517554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(gmbr kredit kepada Google image ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sebab tengok video dia lah, aku work out gila2 babi sekarang. Mantap siot badan dia. Body aku busuk je. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hish....mantap mantap !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....yang kedua......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hrithik Rosyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGulrJlFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Jyl7Uj-Gw8M/s1600/blackwhite1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGulrJlFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Jyl7Uj-Gw8M/s400/blackwhite1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568567599212106834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ni sorang lagi. Badan tak yah cakap. Korang pandai2 la google sendiri body dia. Physique perfect dah, ada pulak family yang comel gila !!! salute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kan.......dlm banyak banyak nie. Takde sorang pun la yang boleh lawan Malaya heavyweight champions ni. Cuma satu dalam trillion gene je kot. Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAN SRI P. RAMLEE &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALOMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGu_hNg-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vzpu1B_ByNw/s1600/PRamleeSaloma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGu_hNg-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vzpu1B_ByNw/s400/PRamleeSaloma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568567606149743586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;*speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5544907216713875363?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5544907216713875363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5544907216713875363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5544907216713875363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5544907216713875363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/02/biarlah-gay-pun.html' title='Biarlah GAY pun.....'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUeGub1lYnI/AAAAAAAAAZA/a4w5kN1-6N0/s72-c/tae-yang-cool1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2389887442192402098</id><published>2011-01-31T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T02:01:46.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Waaaahhhhhh.....</title><content type='html'>Bukan aku tak bersyukur dgn apa yang aku dapat tp aku mcm fikir, tuhan dah bagi peluang ni, why not make the most out of it. Kat facebook aku mcm muak tgk org2 lain upload gambar vacation diorg yg mcm lebih kurg sama dgn gmbr2 aku. The very same place tapi from different angles and with different faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku jenis yg cepat tercabar so maybe that's the reason aku selalu cuba utk do something a little less typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.......semalam lepas skype date aku dgn babi, dummy and mr. no emotion kitorg dah siap plan summer vacation. We are going down to Miami and will be taking a 5 days cruise around Bahamas. Im really hoping that everything would go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....anywho.....in my displaced "muak-ness" hahaha.... I have decided that my vacation after this would be one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...korang tahu kan Disney castle tu kan, yg ada kt setiap Disneyland dlm dunia ni kan, my senior terjumpa satu castle yg sebijik mcm Disney castle tu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf4FUeXsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/6DqAijo_yUQ/s1600/mcowd_disney_castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf4FUeXsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/6DqAijo_yUQ/s400/mcowd_disney_castle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568032300163030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this is it..................Mount St. Michel. Tempat ni kira mcm tmpt "pilgrimage" la utk orang dlu. Aku ada terbaca la yang Mount St. Michel lebih kurg tmpt utk orang2 kaya bertaubat. Population kt island ni hanya 41 orang je !! Tak silap dlm istana tu ada hotel !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan tengah2 selat Inggeris tu ada istana. Perggh gila mantap. People can actually walk tawaf the whole island bila air surut. Cuma pandai2 la kena lari bila air nk pasang balik. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari nnt, aku akan sampai kt sini. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : nak kawin kt sini blh ? jom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf3_D9IAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uD7GwyF-d04/s1600/mont-saint-michel-france1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf3_D9IAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uD7GwyF-d04/s400/mont-saint-michel-france1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568032298483130370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf3vu74_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/PYRgjeyD_7Y/s1600/Mont-Saint-Michel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf3vu74_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/PYRgjeyD_7Y/s400/Mont-Saint-Michel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568032294368437234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*berenti sekejap.nak pakai baju. bru lps mandi ni actually. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop would be Plitvice Lakes ! To die for !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWm0-MHBGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kwQPgQQm2ts/s1600/plitvice-lakes-national-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWm0-MHBGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kwQPgQQm2ts/s400/plitvice-lakes-national-park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568039943290684514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWm0rwCEgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/inIi5igULOw/s1600/krka_vl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWm0rwCEgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/inIi5igULOw/s400/krka_vl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568039938341081602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari nanti, aku akan sampai jgk sini !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles folks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2389887442192402098?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2389887442192402098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2389887442192402098' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2389887442192402098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2389887442192402098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/01/waaaahhhhhh.html' title='Waaaahhhhhh.....'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TUWf4FUeXsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/6DqAijo_yUQ/s72-c/mcowd_disney_castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7216228857036247372</id><published>2011-01-25T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:30:13.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Sedikit Renungan</title><content type='html'>the name is fadhli and this person could be just any relevant being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a little foot print on the wall of my alternate ego. We met a couple years ago back in time when I shaved my head bald. Exchanged a couple of smiles, a couple of sips and a couple of something. After a couple of hours, we were never friends. As I said, he was my alternate ego. Someone I wished he wasn't never there but kinda glad that he was.... for he, alongside with a few more shaped the very soul of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really bothered not having him around. As I said again, we were never friend. So far from each other that even a self-convincing phrase "I'm not missing you" seemed pretty much overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still....after years had gone, "he" not really his physical form but a virtual portrait, popped out. It got me thinking for a while. In the hoard of my cumulative news feeds and also in the abundance of my ignored requests, there he was....smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled too........for quite a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old school me, being unable to suppress the feeling of not knowing, I rather apologize. My first breathe said that it was a dry empty apology. As the second one blew, I just thought it was just too full, I might look psychotic and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but watever....so I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not that we have any reciprocated antipathy, but I'm truly sorry" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lebih kurang cmni la ayat aku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit the "send" button and there it had gone ! It was hard but at least I know, it was the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now, knowing that the little rather sinful foot print on the wall is a indeed a gentle friend and also a kind reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;face your past but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;"dont look back in anger" (oasis 1996)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7216228857036247372?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7216228857036247372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7216228857036247372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7216228857036247372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7216228857036247372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/01/sedikit-renungan.html' title='Sedikit Renungan'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-171702939901707719</id><published>2011-01-23T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T14:22:20.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Seperti yang dijanjikan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sambungan update trip aku ke California yang lepas.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTvGU24CwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4G8HSItR4Q8/s1600/unistud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTvGU24CwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4G8HSItR4Q8/s400/unistud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565259826176639298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nie je lah yang menarik kt LA bg aku...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9BzcjdjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/DSwegrSUzzE/s1600/jerung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9BzcjdjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/DSwegrSUzzE/s400/jerung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565249603233871410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAWS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9Cwqhc3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/OOg6qbAaPFw/s1600/wisterialane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9Cwqhc3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/OOg6qbAaPFw/s400/wisterialane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565249619667022706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nie Wisteria Lane...xle masuk sbb para2 isteri trdesak tgh shooting time tu..&lt;br /&gt;lawa gila la Wisteria Lane ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9CL2ja9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/c-Y4Ss1fonA/s1600/golden%2Bgate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9CL2ja9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/c-Y4Ss1fonA/s400/golden%2Bgate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565249609785371602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengayuh beskal dari Fisherman Wharf ke Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;seronok gila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9BlDkxCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZBNhD0WhI0k/s1600/kete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9BlDkxCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZBNhD0WhI0k/s400/kete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565249599371002914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comel gila la couple ni..pak cik tu cool je...&lt;br /&gt;aaahh jeles !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9CljGEgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/gTLRKnOqmS8/s1600/atasgt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTu9CljGEgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/gTLRKnOqmS8/s400/atasgt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565249616683078146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah sampai atas jambatan.....cycle haflway sampai tgh jampatan je.&lt;br /&gt;sbb hari naj hujan...gila ah lawa view dr atas jambatan nieh !&lt;br /&gt;awesome gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-171702939901707719?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/171702939901707719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=171702939901707719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/171702939901707719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/171702939901707719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/01/seperti-yang-dijanjikan.html' title='Seperti yang dijanjikan...'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTvGU24CwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4G8HSItR4Q8/s72-c/unistud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6530116262574272779</id><published>2011-01-15T08:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T09:30:40.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>And I thought....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In New York, concrete jungle where dream are made"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cik Alicia Kekunci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku cam sokong jugak la apa yang dia cakap. Sebelum datang US ni, aku berkobar kobar la konon nak jadi scientist. Dah plan dah nak ambik double major tanpa pengetahuan JPA dalam bidang biotech and marine science. Tapi lepas a few trips to New York, hati cam dah mula tawar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the high heels clacking against the floor has literally ripped off the science-ish dreams away from me. People rushing here and there with starbucks latte in their hand make me realize yang there is more to life than just being obsessed over grades and academics. Mula-mula macam kelakar gila tengok diorang lari sana sini, ntah kejarkan apa la. Ada yang lari punya laju sampai terlondeh bra la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi after 4 months, baru aku faham. It ain't about how fast you get to something, it is about all the finer things waiting along the way. It is the lifestyle here yang I really really admire. It is not JUST about how well you perform but ALSO about all the things you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind. Malas dah nk ambik animal science ! Aku nak venture into something yang boleh guide aku utk explore all the possibilities in life ! I want a little bit of business, a touch of real estate and finance, garnered with incredible sense of fashion and embellished with pure personal confidence from a diverse education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So screw it, you gave a D for my organic chemistry. I'm smart and I know it. Fresh breathe for new semester, no more stressing out for nothing and being paranoid trying to love up to people's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s aku tak reti la nak olah2 kisah aku, nak kasi supporting details and stuffs. but personally, California marks a new beginning, San Francisco especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alcatraz Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0aq6YBZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kpYmfGF4OEE/s1600/alcatraz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0aq6YBZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kpYmfGF4OEE/s400/alcatraz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562214278835471762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0a20T-WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9XMvrjOzypY/s1600/alcatraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0a20T-WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9XMvrjOzypY/s400/alcatraz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562214282031266146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0bJQGA4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/qDhclHu-oqM/s1600/penjara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0bJQGA4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/qDhclHu-oqM/s400/penjara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562214286979629954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of the cells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fishermans Wharf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2eh1Pz9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/AiX6QRc_8BA/s1600/first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2eh1Pz9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/AiX6QRc_8BA/s400/first.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216544140775378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2e0CX5AI/AAAAAAAAAXI/e8FbmwQJrTQ/s1600/FW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2e0CX5AI/AAAAAAAAAXI/e8FbmwQJrTQ/s400/FW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216549027668994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2fOLu23I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ROgtLi-ThPw/s1600/FW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD2fOLu23I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ROgtLi-ThPw/s400/FW2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562216556046244722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sourdough... (sumpah aku tak suka, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lombard St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD4JjBr65I/AAAAAAAAAXY/WtqI3dZE_Eo/s1600/lombard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD4JjBr65I/AAAAAAAAAXY/WtqI3dZE_Eo/s400/lombard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218382707387282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD4KM-bySI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Vb3MVixGVjY/s1600/lbrd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD4KM-bySI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Vb3MVixGVjY/s400/lbrd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218393968036130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next time....aku sambung dengan Golden Gate Bridge pulak. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : adakah Mexico selepas ini ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6530116262574272779?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6530116262574272779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6530116262574272779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6530116262574272779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6530116262574272779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-i-thought.html' title='And I thought....'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TTD0aq6YBZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kpYmfGF4OEE/s72-c/alcatraz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3978350635292915668</id><published>2010-12-18T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:36:02.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>Tanpa bertanya hidup seems to be much easier and interesting as you could make up your own random judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku sakit, aku diam dan aku dilabel sombong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be doing that at this stage of your age, I find it utterly ENTERTAINING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3978350635292915668?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3978350635292915668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3978350635292915668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3978350635292915668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3978350635292915668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/12/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-709870094484653294</id><published>2010-12-06T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T02:33:38.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TPvZNGFWewI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6Qd1sFswc_g/s1600/LM108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TPvZNGFWewI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6Qd1sFswc_g/s400/LM108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547266185031482114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louismariette.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TPvZNqp5HXI/AAAAAAAAAWc/n50Gkpv2d6M/s1600/105438_cu_dl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TPvZNqp5HXI/AAAAAAAAAWc/n50Gkpv2d6M/s400/105438_cu_dl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547266194848423282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;net-a-porter.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Celia crystal-embellished hairband. It is couture creation from a top notch designer, Louis Mariette. I wonder who will get her hands on this in the next few days ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-709870094484653294?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/709870094484653294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=709870094484653294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/709870094484653294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/709870094484653294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TPvZNGFWewI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6Qd1sFswc_g/s72-c/LM108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-539160200660080338</id><published>2010-11-11T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T07:04:22.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Seriously...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hurtful could it be when a small piece shatters, the rest follows ? So much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you keeps blocking my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am still there while you are no where near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..... I miss you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-539160200660080338?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/539160200660080338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=539160200660080338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/539160200660080338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/539160200660080338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/11/seriously.html' title='Seriously...'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3110845750437727465</id><published>2010-10-27T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:39:26.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Faceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"she told me relationship is another form of entertainment" (a friend 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckle up and sit still ! It is  going to be tough week ! Trust me dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took almost 3 years to get over it. 3 months ago, I fell in love again just to find out recently that it was a masquerade of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are robust ! It might hurt to the very core and to the manliest cord in you. You'd shed tears and sleep through just pretty much everything. But it shan't fail you eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDA8DDAEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/rzOaaqEutAM/s1600/labu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDA8DDAEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/rzOaaqEutAM/s400/labu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532745825622622274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDAc9YwdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/I3CAu16wSHU/s1600/daun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDAc9YwdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/I3CAu16wSHU/s400/daun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532745817277383122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDBHdWPhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/55ITkLBU64M/s1600/muka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDBHdWPhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/55ITkLBU64M/s400/muka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532745828685725202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the face changes............. so put up a face, smile, wear lotion and lip balm and walk on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be just fine...just fine, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3110845750437727465?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3110845750437727465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3110845750437727465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3110845750437727465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3110845750437727465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/10/faceless.html' title='Faceless'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TMhDA8DDAEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/rzOaaqEutAM/s72-c/labu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-9012433785564868019</id><published>2010-10-13T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:50:12.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Ballad of The Dove</title><content type='html'>I faham. I selalu faham. Just how stupid I was for not letting myself to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NJqUN9TClM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NJqUN9TClM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Maybe "[I'll] worth much more after I'm a goner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-9012433785564868019?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8867008392827293103</id><published>2010-10-13T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:44:47.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Breathe Breathe</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o96d4bqYGyk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o96d4bqYGyk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&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/6015939875082060840-8867008392827293103?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8867008392827293103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8867008392827293103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8867008392827293103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8867008392827293103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/10/breathe-breathe.html' title='Breathe Breathe'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1611936292724722444</id><published>2010-10-12T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:41:49.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>?????</title><content type='html'>I am freaking you out  ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1611936292724722444?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1611936292724722444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1611936292724722444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1611936292724722444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1611936292724722444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='?????'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-4175897884193550359</id><published>2010-10-10T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T08:26:43.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>It leads nowhere</title><content type='html'>Chasing pavement is ain't always a simple thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as I might but the choices ain't mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you say stuffs and never listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, you'll get yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-4175897884193550359?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6672223731320953181</id><published>2010-10-06T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:40:33.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>hush</title><content type='html'>Ketawa macam biasa. Riang tapi tak gembira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought comes crossing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa dia buat macam ni ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesak hati aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6672223731320953181?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6672223731320953181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6672223731320953181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6672223731320953181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6672223731320953181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/10/hush.html' title='hush'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5566444867183439044</id><published>2010-10-05T12:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:38:34.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>please don't go</title><content type='html'>dia sooo bukan type aku. Tp aku sayang dia. Aku sayang sangat2.I finally found someone and dia, effortlessly kept me up late at night, buat aku rasa happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night aku akan tug in dia. Stayed there all night, keeping company. Keep dia warm. Sebab dia selalu sakit, so aku pun selalu risau. Aku cuba every single time with every single effort to make dia happy. Sometimes, it worked sometimes it didn't. Still, we were happy. I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sayang dia. Dia cakap " I want you". Repeatedly, dia cakap "please don't let me fall". Dia cakap yang dia would be very glad if I stay because dia tngah busy "shaping the heart to love me". So I did. I stayed. I stayed as I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen, unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, distance came. Said would miss all the well wishes, I waited. Coldness started to sneak in. Silence filled in the gap. Dia busy. Chasing after the dream will the best will. I was proud and still am. One last call was unannounced and I felt the excitement had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carelessness left my heart sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia cakap "It's hard to break someone's heart when your heart has broken once or twice but it is a bad thing to someone false hope. Knowing that all along that he is not the one you would want to be with"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked "where does that put me then ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we were happy as fren"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, okay. Thorn into pieces, I stayed, laughing, instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daun mula luruh. How Fall has started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5566444867183439044?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5566444867183439044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5566444867183439044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5566444867183439044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5566444867183439044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/10/please-dont-go.html' title='please don&apos;t go'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5783241533978591402</id><published>2010-09-03T11:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:59:54.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Hidup Tak Perlu Lama untuk Ucap Sayang : Selagi ada nyawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Awak awak, awak ingat saya selalu call awak tengah-tengah malam sebab nak dengar suara awak je ? Saya tahu awak busy study, sebab tu saya tunggu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saya sebenarnya takut awak marahkan saya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kadang2 saya terbabas, tapi mcmana pun saya mesti ucap Good Night Sleep Tight sebab saya memang selalu ingatkan awak. Saya tahu awak takan balas sebab awak pun dah tidur"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada masa awak buat saya sedih sangat bila awak ignore dan tolak saya ketepi dalam banyak perkara. Bila saya cuma nak kongsi sesuatu tapi awak takut orang lain tahu. Ingat tak lagi the two things awak dah janji pada saya, sampai skrg tak ada pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lebih 3 kali saya minta, dan setiap itu awak kata okay, okay, okay. Saya takkan minta lebih dari 3 kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang, saya terkilan awak buat saya macam nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya tahu, awak sangat sibuk kan ? Hati saya sejuk bila awak datang minta maaf. Saya tahu awak tak bermaksud pun. Kan ? Kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin saya tak cukup bagus untuk awak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin saya salah. Salah sebab mahu lebih bila apa yang awak ada hanya cukup untuk seadanya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi cuma satu pesan saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"satunya harta saya awak dah pegang, saya harap awak jaga elok-elok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"awak awak...saya penat. Biar saya berehat dulu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal buat sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*picisan mana hanya kira maknanya sahaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5783241533978591402?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5783241533978591402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5783241533978591402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5783241533978591402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5783241533978591402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/09/hidup-tak-perlu-lama-untuk-ucap-sayang.html' title='Hidup Tak Perlu Lama untuk Ucap Sayang : Selagi ada nyawa'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7406650847143202119</id><published>2010-08-31T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:41:44.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Bila Aku Dah Tak Tahu Apa Nak Dibuat Lagi</title><content type='html'>I'm  moving on anyway..... biar la right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7406650847143202119?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7406650847143202119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7406650847143202119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7406650847143202119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7406650847143202119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/08/bila-aku-dah-tak-tahu-apa-nak-dibuat.html' title='Bila Aku Dah Tak Tahu Apa Nak Dibuat Lagi'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3589875560782654766</id><published>2010-08-19T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:54:31.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Pergi dan Pulang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aku akan berlepas pukul 1140 mlm esok. Maafkan semua salah silap aku. Halalkan makan minum aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat tinggal sayang, Selamat tinggal cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 minggu aku di sini, banyak yang jadi. Hati aku senak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Konflik keluarga yang tak pernah habis. Tipikalkah keluarga melayu melukut jauh dari komunikasi ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timbul pula sebaris harapan tidak terjawap. Sehingga aku tawar hati untuk bermimpi indah setiap malam. Setiap janji setiap kata dilafaz sekadar buat hati senang untuk berangan. Sekarang, tidak perlu sudah sesiapa ajak aku bermimpi. Lena aku sudah kosong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada juga masa dibuang kawan sendiri tanpa satu sebab pun yang aku tahu. Berkali ditanya mengapa, berkaliaku meminta maaf, sudahla, biar sampai sini saja, mungkin aku baik tak bertempat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juga aku mungkin pergi dngan hati kosong. Sambil menunggu si dia pulang menyambut aku pergi. Pulang lah, pulang lah kamu, hati aku, seselamat mungkin. Aku masih menunggu. Menunggu selagi detik itu waras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulang la jiwa, pulang la hati. Aku tunggu. Hingga habis masa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3589875560782654766?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3589875560782654766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3589875560782654766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3589875560782654766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3589875560782654766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/08/pergi-dan-pulang.html' title='Pergi dan Pulang'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-9026915471584104781</id><published>2010-08-09T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:18:20.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Over It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was hard. Telling the truth but yeah, it worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once I have let go, at least the pain, if not the burden, is relieved.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for we both got hurt along the way but it was unenviable and inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm stepping forward on different sidewalk with you moving along with your own thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't be hoping on hopes coming from your words no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I won't be here for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs n Kisses from'a man who have had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-9026915471584104781?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/9026915471584104781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=9026915471584104781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9026915471584104781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9026915471584104781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/08/over-it.html' title='Over It'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8161341760803613720</id><published>2010-08-08T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:40:00.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Tersangkut Parah</title><content type='html'>Tak kira hidup siapa. Kita semua hadapi perkara yang sama. Setiap lagu emosi semua cerita pasal hidup kau, aku, dia, kamu dan kita.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seperti mana kita mula jatuh cinta. Hantar text kepada dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" awak awak, awak dengar lagu nie. Saya rasa mcm tu kt awak :) "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila bergaduh dan mahu reconcile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" sayang, janganla mcm nie "&lt;/i&gt;  samada kamu atau dia yang dulukan maaf, terpulang kepada siapa lebih rational. samada keadaan makin parah atau terbalik kepada gaduh2 manja antara kamu, itu bukan urusan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepanjang muka kamu masam, kamu dengar lagu yang mungkinkan he's/she's cheating on you? atau mungkinkan he's/she's the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ikut jalan yang kamu hendakkan, jika si dia yang kamu mahukan atau tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sengih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini kisah typical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWdrO4BoCu8"&gt;Kisah aku tak pernah bermula, tp aku tetap terluka.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8161341760803613720?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8161341760803613720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8161341760803613720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8161341760803613720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8161341760803613720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/08/tersangkut-parah.html' title='Tersangkut Parah'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6701663616397174168</id><published>2010-08-06T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:14:00.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Antara Malang dan Drama Melayu</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;August 4th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.10 p.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nasib baik train dari mid valley ke putra lepas pukul 7 lenggang. Beg ikea yang penuh dgn tupperware hijau putih, bantal merah darah dan hijau pucuk pisang dan juga laundry stand aku genggam sebelah kiri. Sebelah kanan bawak travelling bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan jeans lusuh dan t-shirt kain lembik gambar television pakai rambut palsu retro belah tepi palsu aku jalan sambil berkaca mata. Sempoi sudah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm.....kenapa kakak tu kt sebelah train menuju ke Seremban pandang aku semacam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanggalkan kaca mata. Fuuh lega, dah x nampak muka dia. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.15 p.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai putra, kejakunan budak kampung dalam kota besar aku pendam. Sesat pun xpe janji deodorant masih berfungsi dan ketiak tak berpeluh. Mana cool beb bila angkat lengan bawah ketiak basah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ! Jumpa Putra Bus Station ! Babi, nak letak beg lopek mcmni pun kena bayar 6 hengget. Oleh kerana enggan membuat scene semacam Kak Pah dalam scandal fitnahnya, aku bayar juga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solat jamak n qasa....biasala..malas. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beli tiket, kira semua nota nota seringgit. Perghh cukup cukup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; GCB regular set satu kak ! Air xnak coke, kasi itu milo? Kak ! No ice okay ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*smbil main2 mata dgn kak tu tp dia tak perasan sbb baru lps kena marah. mungkin dengan bos dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hampa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.00 p.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telefon Apek yang akan terbang ke India. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telefon Mie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tgh berbual &lt;i&gt;"beep beep beep"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Battery Low"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hp trus senyap sunyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck !!! X sempat nak bagitahu abah nak ambik kat mana dan pukul berapa !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;August 5th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.00 a.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abah sampai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku masuk. Load bags dalam kereta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abah terus mengamuk sampai la kt rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macam2 keluar dan aku kena hambur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku diam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.30 a.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas dua jam merintih, aku letih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solat subuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.45 a.m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siaran Tamat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6701663616397174168?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6701663616397174168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6701663616397174168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6701663616397174168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6701663616397174168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/08/antara-malang-dan-drama-melayu.html' title='Antara Malang dan Drama Melayu'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2162204810314878863</id><published>2010-07-24T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:17:28.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Melodies are slowly gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Family nie mmg tak macam family orang lain !!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku jalan straight, masuk bilik and hempas pintu sedikit kuat. Kalau pasal family je, semua susah, semua nk kena fikir dua tiga kali... Sumpah aku fed up macam ni. Malas lah nak ulang banyak kali...semua dah tua dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak guna kalau aku cakap pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, please don't let me lose the melodies. Where do I hear the songs when it is gone ? How would I dance slow if the music doesn't last ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leng Chai cakap buruk macamana pun sedara. Since I have said too many times too often that ones will never know what they got till' it's gone, I shall abide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck !! aint this hard, composing yourself into believing something you don't, so you put hope on those shattering details, every bit of elusive dreams you would die for ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is always there. And here after families saddens me, I look into you friends for the escaping and missing pieces of melodies and strength. Kawan baik sekampung, kawan baik sekolej, kawan baik sejenis. So I chose to turn to one of them, and what have I gotten so far ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonchalant replies.....acuh tak acuh when I'm in need of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh patutla.....it's ok. Aku faham beza dia dan aku"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jika bunyi berbalas &lt;i&gt;"janganla merajuk....ok take care"&lt;/i&gt; dan terus senyap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; ......monolog &lt;i&gt;"kawan ........................ ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;aku nak tengok sejauh mana kau di sana dengan muka berpaling semata2 untuk seorang yang kau gelar teman. Aku mahu ukur masa, setakat mana berat aku pada mata kau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi sebenarnya aku sendiri pun tak tahu sejauh aku akan tunggu. For this particular part, you should know that I am starting to give up. Give up on you, Give up on this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semua jalan yang aku pilih, lagi banyak bawa regrets dari senyum kambing aku hari hari.......dan sekarang aku mula dengar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;~~~~defeat is calling~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;~~~~~sinking to rise no more for now~~~~~&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/6015939875082060840-2162204810314878863?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2162204810314878863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2162204810314878863' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2162204810314878863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2162204810314878863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-nie-mmg-tak-macam-family-orang.html' title='Melodies are slowly gone'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7534624356534967727</id><published>2010-07-09T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:51:59.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Naive</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really really admire my anserine naiveté and commands when it comes to the rapport I have lavishly rendered to some people. Pleading myself into thinking that some people.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah tak payah lah nak tulis !!! Benggang betul !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7534624356534967727?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7534624356534967727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7534624356534967727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7534624356534967727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7534624356534967727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/07/naive.html' title='Naive'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2485305739973396943</id><published>2010-07-05T20:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:37:01.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Tipikal Hari2 Boring ! :)</title><content type='html'>Selain daripada Ainul Mardhiah's craving for this Coach Graphic Op Art Alexandra, which she has determined to buy from Macy's, banyak menda yang menarik aku buat hari ni dan berlaku semalam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celik2 mata dari tidur tengahari je tgk ada im yahoo, semek ni tanya pendapat aku pasal handbag ni. Aku kata la macam untuk golongan2 ibu je. Then my mum yang sama baru bangun tido tak semena-mena saw this and said without me asking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fuuuh, macam bag untuk tok wan tok wan ! " ^_^ hahaha lupa plk nk bgtau eno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the only reason why she loves this one so much is because it is PURPLE !!! and i was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-___-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sweat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/9/optimized/783559_fpx.tif?bgc=255,255,255&amp;amp;wid=432&amp;amp;qlt=90,0&amp;amp;layer=comp&amp;amp;op_sharpen=0&amp;amp;resMode=bicub&amp;amp;op_usm=0.7,1.0,0.5,0&amp;amp;fmt=jpeg" alt="COACH GRAPHIC OP ART ALEXANDRA" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/index.ognc?CategoryID=25311&amp;amp;PageID=108710373387788"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So instead aku cadangkan hobo kulit Coach Kristin. Design dia sesuai sket utk setuden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/5/optimized/777385_fpx.tif?bgc=255,255,255&amp;amp;wid=216&amp;amp;qlt=90,0&amp;amp;layer=comp&amp;amp;op_sharpen=0&amp;amp;resMode=bicub&amp;amp;op_usm=0.7,1.0,0.5,0&amp;amp;fmt=jpeg" alt="COACH KRISTIN LEATHER HOBO" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/index.ognc?CategoryID=25311&amp;amp;PageID=108710373387788"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi taste aku lain, aku suka something yang one of a kind like Hermes Birkin Bag. Classic and timeless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OKAY YES PEOPLE !!! jus in case korg tak tahu, fashion is my je ne se qua ! Dengan hidung yang kembang kempis dan muka yang memang tak tahu malu, I do have great taste ! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Biasanya, kalau kawan aku suka sesuatu barang and I don't find it tasteful, they won't buy it. Hahaha but not because of my judgement because i would always say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Kahmon la wei, even a babi wouldn't be caught dead wearing that ! " hahaha jahat kan ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Semalam aku sempat habiskan "Cinta Sufi", trilogi melayu pertama yang aku follow. Actually aku tak minat sgt baca novel2 nieh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkACgApgUX0/S7MEbsltlRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2go6An3Kav0/s640/Cinta-Sufi.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*google image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cerita dia best with good twists here and there. Ada satu babak nie, then Puteri Kober Gandring nak bunuh Hang Tuah, I was actually expecting Puteri Gunung LEdang turun sekali dengan gamelan Majapahit untuk cat fight or at least main tarik2 rambut dengan Puteri Kober Gandring tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kemunculan naga memang sedikit kelakar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So sampai sekarang aku tertanya2.....bukanla nak percaya kt mende2 ni nnt syirik pulak, cuma I really2 like the elusive nature of the legendary Puteri Gunung Ledang. The old folks back then might have created this for the sake of its whimsical and satirical morale revolving around peasants and the monarch but sometimes there seem to be a slightest gist of truth that makes this whole legend to sound very much credible and yet true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am now referring to the actual epitomize-tion of Daulat when the blue blood is still thick. As my mum says sumpah sultan does transcend into life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apa khabar lagenda masyur ini ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay okay CUT CUT !!! hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Biasalah, mungkin susu ibu overdose time kecik2 dulu, over kreatif sgt ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tak puas hati betul aku dgn ending dia, rasa mcm nak baling je novel ni kt dinding tak pun bakar je. Makin banyak spekulasi liar dan syak wasangka Encik Ramlee ni buat. Geram betul aku. It is still nice tho.... :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dem, tetiba lak rasa dah lama tak puji diri sendiri lah ! :) Erm....ni update yang aku simpan untuk korang sampai berkulat and dah basi pun. Jangan marah ye ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHnHMvymFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/xA4Jba4t9Ks/s400/semuasari.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sari galore !! DEM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHfm5HXJBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_bfmqIx_eg/s400/gilahot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my date ! my ChuChu ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh ya, I picked the dress and the heels for her !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panas kan ? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHfnwtR-MI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_XVK64bby2M/s400/walkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jalan masuk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHfnOd5zsI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pkTzKA-AD0Q/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after party soiree hahaha....padahal kena kemas bilik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHnGKJDStI/AAAAAAAAAVE/GPU6jhSD_aU/s400/parisunglas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paremala. Future Menteri Pembangunan Ipoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHnGjnQPMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/W-AIv-wGHu4/s400/mrkgonewild.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korang caya tak, yang pakai baju batik tu Lecturer aku ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHfnvka7HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/tLuOUY2LsAI/s400/aminbelon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sangap dengan belon ! Comel lah !! I mean the balloon not me. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TDHfoFIW5PI/AAAAAAAAAUk/q0H04Nipdp4/s400/lawankasut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biasalah kalau tak gado tak sah !  ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So hari ini memang sangat letih. Pagi pagi buta dah pergi mengadap pengerusi JKKK  untuk mintak pengedahan untuk borang yayasan then kayuh pulak basikal ke pejabat ADUN untuk mintak sain yang berhormat lak. Sampai sana, ornag pejabat suruh datang balik lepas pukul 2. Haizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Takpelah...nasib baik dekat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sementara menunggu kt rumah, disebabkan keboringan yang telampau, aku pun main la saloon dgn mak aku. Rumah aku still under major renovation so kt dapur ni la berlakunya semua drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku tarik kerusi komputer tu, on kan hair dryer dan blow dry rambut mak aku !!! Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dia kata "Nak rambut mcm tu mcm ni mcm ni" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku pulak "Oh okay okay okay" layan je&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bila dah siap, aku tgk rambut mak aku yang aku blow dry sendiri pun nak tergelak !! Kembang gila babi !!!! Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Alah dah mcm kucing meow meow ! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2485305739973396943?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2485305739973396943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2485305739973396943' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2485305739973396943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2485305739973396943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/07/tipikal-hari2-boring.html' title='Tipikal Hari2 Boring ! :)'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkACgApgUX0/S7MEbsltlRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2go6An3Kav0/s72-c/Cinta-Sufi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-434113843495593892</id><published>2010-07-02T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:36:34.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Sikat Rambut</title><content type='html'>Hari ini adalah hari paling comel antara aku dan Mie aku. Hahaha....aku biasanya buat2 bengis dgn mak aku bila dia suruh buat apa-apa tadi nak pecah perut tahan gelak.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel sangat-sangat. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut short story even shorter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tengah baca novel "Cinta Sufi" kat ruang tamu luar rumah atas kerusi plastik cap bintang yang selalu ada kat kenduri2 kahwin tu tak silap. Baca baca then suddenly my mum came with a sikat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She stood behind me and started combing my hair !! She just combed my hair less than 2 hours ago and I was still at the age 20 !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terkelu. Hahaha....xtau nak kata apa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The she asked "Nie nak belah rambut ke kiri ke kanan nieh ?? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like "Kenapa nie, bosan ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she told "Time kecik2 dulu, mcm nie lah Mie sikat rambut adik tahu ? " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mie sikat rambut aku to tell me not to easily get angry. Hahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel sgt2 aku rs. Then she just went away goreng kerepok keping.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TC3dIb2b2TI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XeortEXbYMQ/s400/me+and+mie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*tetiba rs nk post gmbr ni again :] :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-434113843495593892?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/434113843495593892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=434113843495593892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/434113843495593892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/434113843495593892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/07/sikat-rambut.html' title='Sikat Rambut'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TC3dIb2b2TI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XeortEXbYMQ/s72-c/me+and+mie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6694260927660876605</id><published>2010-06-28T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:04:18.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Sudah !</title><content type='html'>9.30 pm tonight will mark all the difference. Aku tinggilkan semuanya di sini. Yang penting sahaja aku bawa pulang. Kisah karut, cerita mati, lara pendosa dan hikayat songsang semua aku mahu tinggal.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks of awfully sinful unforgettable faces is enough. Ada yang kata sayang sekadar buat aku tertunggu siang malam. Aku halalkan caranya. Pada yang di otak sekarang cuma sekadar gugur menretak bumi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm  male whore" Perlu kah aku sinikal dengan hidup sendiri ? Atau ada perlu aku dikencing atas muka ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paling sakit jika kau open up segala rahsia hanya untuk ditinggalkan tanpa selamat tinggal di akhirnya. Oh lupa, dia tidak faham kenapa parut itu gatal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is, I am walking away for good !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah will always be with me, Damned sinner like me has soul too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6694260927660876605?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6694260927660876605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6694260927660876605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6694260927660876605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6694260927660876605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/06/sudah.html' title='Sudah !'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1072288694322983835</id><published>2010-06-23T22:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:16:36.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Selangkah Sudah Pergi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCI1shi1UNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HVpiRQFuNPQ/s1600/36015_1514138214254_1258394461_31373707_6181115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCI1shi1UNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HVpiRQFuNPQ/s400/36015_1514138214254_1258394461_31373707_6181115_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486006335125672146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. American Foundation Program dah. Calculus 1, Calculus 2, Cell Biology and Chemistry semua dah lepas. American Credit Tranfer Program pun dah lepas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*diam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah sebak ! Dengan hidup aku yang masih tunggang-langgang ibarat tongkah pecah dibalun ribut aku sayang, sangat-sangat sayang nak tinggalkan semua yang buat hari-hari aku indah di sini ! Terumanya Miss Mala (menteri pembangunan ipoh ), Badr (Si Bulan), ChuChu fei tut tut aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just know that you're not in this thing alone &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's always a place in me you can call home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whenever you feel like we're growing apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let just go back back back back back to the start"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[Andre Meritt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Langkah semakin ke depan. Tempat di Rutgers sudah konfirm. Passport pun sudah siap. Visa US pun dah terima. Graduation pun sudah. Sekarang cuma hiatus selama less than 2 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCIyR7l6DFI/AAAAAAAAATs/xlq23W2qpSE/s400/blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCIyRax4LTI/AAAAAAAAATk/Gfh3Ne0erg0/s400/blog2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCIyQ0kfZ7I/AAAAAAAAATc/ulXXJeuR_mc/s400/blog1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tarik nafas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam masa kurang dua bulan aku akan tinggalkan tanah kelahiran aku. Ke tempat asing di mana aku pula adalah seorang stranger. Perasaan berbaur sayang dan takut. Takut pada gelap di negara orang. Semua ini untuk cita-cita aku. Tidak semestinya dalam apa aku duduki exams setiap semester. Impian aku yang sebenarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is it better ? Is it worse ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are [I] sitting in reverse ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's like [I'm] going backwards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know where I want this to go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Driving fast but let's go slow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What I don't wanna do is crash, no "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;[Adre Meritt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Semoga semuanya akan bertambah elok dan kuat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Anything that's worth having&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is sure enough worth fighting for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quitting's out of the question&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When it gets tough gotta fight some more"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[Andre Meritt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;AH SEBAK ! TAK NAK TULIS DAH ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1072288694322983835?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1072288694322983835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1072288694322983835' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1072288694322983835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1072288694322983835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/06/selangkah-sudah-pergi.html' title='Selangkah Sudah Pergi'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TCI1shi1UNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HVpiRQFuNPQ/s72-c/36015_1514138214254_1258394461_31373707_6181115_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8620250867861876204</id><published>2010-06-21T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:21:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang bingkinsandamaikasturi@blogspot.com dan juga Pencarian Meratah Hidup</title><content type='html'>Aku tak tahu kenapa aku sangat-sangat suicidal bila aku bosan. Sengaja aku titik nila dalam susu. Masihlkah ada yang sudi dekat selepas semuanya punah ? Baru sekarang aku terfikir, bagaimanakah esok, bagaimanakan lusa dan bagaimanakah masa depan?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagaimana akan aku terangkan kepada pemilik hati tentang silam yang kelam ? Cara apa yang paling tidak akan buat dia terluka dengan siapa aku sekarang ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wanita-wanita yang keji adalah untuk lelaki-lelaki yang keji.........wanita-wanita yang baik adalah untuk lelaki-lelaki yang baik....." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Begitu bagaimana Allah mempertahankan Aisyah r.a daripada fitnah dalam suruh an-Nur. Maknanya, aku simpulkan aku bukan dari kalangan lelaki-lelaki baik? Jika benar, jelas cerah terang hari esok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kondisi ang jerumus tadi buat aku terpikir bahawa "he is a pig !!" ....kemudian aku sedar yang aku juga tidak ubah seperti dia. A what ? A pig !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.....sometimes aku terpikir macamana aku boleh rendahkan diri aku sampai ke tahap itu sekali. Serendah-rendah darjat manusia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku masih cuba untuk berubah. Aku perlu lelaki sepermainan yang buat aku lupa tentang bosan dunia. Perlu seorang perempuan dalam hati buat hari semakin indah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seolah dan seperti buat dosa. Apa perlu aku buat jika sedar di pertengahan ? Semua tahu, hidup tidak berundur. Masa tak mungkin berpatah arah. Malaikat Atid tidak mengkin memadam apa yang telah dicatat. Rapib pun tidak mungkin akan cover up untuk aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa guna menyesal bila sudah terhantuk ? Benjol tetap ada. Cuma berdoa agar lebam tak panjang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginilah hidup aku. Aku berjalan dalam satu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Garamond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:28.0pt;"&gt;PENCARIAN MERATAH HIDUP&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kerana hidup ini kejam. Setiap langkah aku silap, hampir semua akan disiat lumat. Dengan dosa-dosa buat hati kelam timbul umpana hama di atas tikar sejadah. Aku mencari sesuatu yang sekarang aku pun tak pasti apa dia. Cuma sekadar dikhabarkan agar terus mencari. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setakat ini semua yang aku jumpa dalam carian ini, walaupun banyak buruk dari molek, makin asah arah tuju aku dalam hidup. Tak kurang jejari tangan yang sanggup menusuk tahi buat nafsu orang lain senang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini mungkin my bumpy roads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku berjalan dengan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Papyrus;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 36px;font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Papyrus;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;font-size:20.0pt;"&gt;BINGKISAN DAMAI KASTURI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat bekal agar jalanan aku seharum kasturi biar tangan penuh tahi. Agar damai berjalan sungguh jiwa meronta mahu bebas dari dosa dan mahu terus berdoa. Semoga Allah masih simpati dan biarkan kasturi ini dengan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mahu terus hidup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juga maaf, semua aku tulis ini benar bukan sekadar mahu bermuka. Aku cuma mampu untuk cuba berkias kerana aku sendiri malu dengan cara aku hidup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku akan terus cuba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8620250867861876204?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8620250867861876204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8620250867861876204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8620250867861876204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8620250867861876204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/06/tentang-wwwbingkinsandamaikasturi-dan_21.html' title='Tentang bingkinsandamaikasturi@blogspot.com dan juga Pencarian Meratah Hidup'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5209592474300225582</id><published>2010-06-07T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:31:09.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>A Mere Thought of a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenapa perlu semua ini ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:72.0pt;"&gt;HATI SESAK SEBAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:72.0pt;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:72.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't do this anymore any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6015939875082060840-5209592474300225582?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5209592474300225582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5209592474300225582' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5209592474300225582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5209592474300225582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sorry"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Farewell Tarmizi"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saat aku lepaskan pergi seorang kawan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish he knew how much it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Letting go is never easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the pain it stamps will never cease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just let me be the one to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just let me be........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8628292445650275326?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8628292445650275326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8628292445650275326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8628292445650275326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8628292445650275326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sambil bau kuini jatuh yang bercampur dengan embun sepatutnya buat aku tenang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lihat Panjang si meow meow malas-malas atas kayu bawah rumah tunggu masa makan tengahari sepatutnya buat aku geram mahu kacau dia tidur. Rutin pagi waktu kanak-kanak untuk memburu nasi lemak. Sekarang.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bau embun dan merahdagu langit belakang batang pokok pinang dulu selalu buat aku rindu rumah. Rindu mahu pulang. Rindu ayam-ayam arwah Pak Cik Man bertenggek atas dahan pauh. Rindu mahu termenung di pantai, membuang masa secara berhemah. Petang biasanya berkayuh sana-sini cari kedai condel dan pisang lembik goreng mampu kick start nocturnal activities aku dengan penuh hebat sekali. Kini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Susah jadi lelaki yang (pernah) selalunya excited untuk semua perkara yang dibuat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu kemas rumah exicted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu turun dinner ramai-ramai excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu chat dengan strangers excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu kluar outing biasa wiken excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu goreng cendawan untuk housemates excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~Mahu ke tandas pun aku akan beritahu satu rumah aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jalan hidup. Titik mula kita sepak mula dengan carian apa mahu kita. Kita cari, kita cari dan terus cari. Sepanjang jalan, seperti Jalan Petaling yang penuh dengan brader2 borong. Ada masanya kita dapat pakej borong baik. Ada masa tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kebanyakkan masanya, tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas seketika, kita mula mahir perihal emosi yang merempat. Celah mana letaknya hotel, susur mana adanya brothel, jalan mana bersih, jalan mana penuh lalat. Semua kita mula hafal sampai suatu masa, kita cukup mahir untuk mengajar mereka yang baru. Katakan, mahir itu apa yang kita angankan. Katakan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan akan sampai juga suatu masa, kebiasaan yang keterlaluan buat dunia hambar. Hiasan jalanan, peha2 perempuan, peluh2 jantan dan macha jual cendol, semuanya sama untuk masa masa akan datang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh mungkin muka warisnya bertukar silih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan orang juga akan kata, saat magis hanya sekali. Apa akan jadi bila magis itu mula hilang? Aku nampak dalam cermin. Aku dengar dalam mata. Aku hidu tepi jalanan. Semangat mula hilang. Mahir aku bukan lagi penuh teruja seperti dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hambar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My forte is leading me somewhere else, falling in love with something I am not suppose to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malam-malam aku sesak dengan kata manis buat hati sebak. Aku baca sekali, dua kali, tiga kali. Sesak ! Tulisan dan kata aku mula songsang, berpatah arah pada petunjuk lalang. Hati aku kecamuk dengan masa depan yang mula mengecil, masa kini yang kebelakang dan juga setiap masa yang menghambat pergi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buat seketika, aku sangka adanya teman bercakap di hujung talian buat aku tenang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekali lagi tidak. Bukan tenang, cuma sekadar lega mendengar suaranya yang tahannya tak ubah seperti dentum kilat dari muka langit hingga ke dahi bumi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beritahu, apa perlu kita buat apabila magis mula hilang ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7756092835907013268?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7756092835907013268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7756092835907013268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7756092835907013268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7756092835907013268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/06/apa-kamu-akan-buat.html' title='Apa Kamu Akan Buat ?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6283090868604139781</id><published>2010-06-03T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:34:03.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushaf Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Berfikir Sebentar</title><content type='html'>Akui....aku tidaklah sewarak mana. Yeah. Aku jahat but it doesn't take away my responsibilities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am growing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuma Hati aku agak tersentuh menbaca ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mungkin kalian juga patut baca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://keretamayat.blogspot.com/2010/06/mencari-seribu-malaikat.html"&gt;Sila baca :]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6283090868604139781?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6283090868604139781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6283090868604139781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6283090868604139781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6283090868604139781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/06/berfikir-sebentar.html' title='Berfikir Sebentar'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5433095863198682500</id><published>2010-05-31T23:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T02:00:32.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Relay For Life KL 2010; the essence was celestial</title><content type='html'>So last wiken aku jadi volunteer untuk satu annual event ni calls Relay For Life. An event untuk commemorate, cherish and celebrate cancer survivors, cancer patients and those who have lost the battle against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around the field, they built a tract and the tract was not allowed to be empty for 16 hours straight. There must always had contestants walking around it, symbolizing the ongoing fight against cancer. It might have looked vain but the feeling was there. Seriously and especially when people stood on stage giving speeches r memoirs bout their lost loved ones. Memang berdiri bulu roma. Bukan sebab seram ke hape but then the gist of the whole idea was just heart warming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kaconsulting.com.my/cancer.org.my/images/en/banner2_RFL2010.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPftwJwhqI/AAAAAAAAARs/hdtPnpCLPxw/s400/P1010299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;group volunteer INTEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPnRFy2vmI/AAAAAAAAASU/tybriqzPuAc/s400/P1010462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;depan starting point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPspN8PpEI/AAAAAAAAAS0/XCYGnEpQPIs/s400/P1010502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lanterns to commemorate those loved ones... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was held on the 29th and 30th May 2010 dekat Bukit Jalil. And since summer sem ni kelas pun 4 jam je seminggu baik aku sign up untuk event ni jadi volunteer. So bertolak dari kolej pukul 11.30 am then sampai around kul 1.00 pm cmtu. Sampai je terus buat kerja, preparing for the event to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku Cedric, Sharan, Nathaniel and Muru  dapat kerja yang paling senang and juga paling tough. Paling simple gantung banner. Paling susah kena assemble satu signboard yang sangat besar. Gila besar kot !! Mula mula......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPnO0k0FtI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EZ5T98pZ_3Q/s400/P1010331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sesi menolak trolley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPnPaUrxxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RQigQ0Arggk/s400/P1010405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sesi angkat plywoods :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPyY9RBdJI/AAAAAAAAATE/Pdh9LvqXCzo/s400/P1010407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bila dah siap pasang semua.....awesome ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPsnJFnXUI/AAAAAAAAASc/OLDLjBdSOmo/s400/P1010478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;TAAA DAAA !! bila dah siap ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;puas hati bai bila tengok nie !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gila, it involved a pile of sweat ! In the sun wei. I sweated like nobody's business and campur dengan hadiah bonus lagi, thank you "I am now darker than I already am". Dem ! But it was fun and memorable la. Tarik and main trolley sana sini tengah panas dengan plywoods yang bertimbun and kalu tak gain muscles a few pounds mmg tak guna la.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the walk started, we could see all the cancer survivors giving their support. Who would have thought that behind those friendly flesh and perky smiles of those nyonyas, aunties and grandmas, they were once had death lingered within their body. Honestly, mmg inspirational habis la diorg ni. Ada auntie nie, despite tract yang berlumpur and hujan, she walked high in her stilettos wearing her best dress and jewellery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPsoRR7rUI/AAAAAAAAASs/tvb1mliyxfM/s400/P1010488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;antara celebrities yang hadir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPyacjtM0I/AAAAAAAAATM/blxoY-SjH9Y/s400/P1010420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mak cik yang pakai baju purple tu lah ! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, the hell with what was on her way, it was, indeed, her day of celebration. She and they were THE celebrities that night !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, untuk group duty. Buat field cleaning, kutip sampah. Perghh gila pro aku kutip sampah. Habis satu round mmg penuh sampah dalam beg sampah! Bangga gila aku ! :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dengan KherLee jerit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"garbage, garbage garbage" and bila sampai booth je "Any garbage Sir ??" hahaha..... dahla dengan tak bermandi, muka penat, and berkaki ayam and bersalut lumpur lak tu. Memang dah boleh isi borang untuk apply keje dgn MBSA ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPnQKcZ3ZI/AAAAAAAAASE/RNxmGyuJ7yI/s400/P1010441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sesi kutip sampah hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPsnyxdKBI/AAAAAAAAASk/IbcsuKnXUZ0/s400/P1010482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;best DOEE main lecoh !! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak ketinggalan mestilah main games untuk dapat hadiah free !! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPnQpWq2wI/AAAAAAAAASM/URvV1SVfPFE/s400/P1010447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;main "hulahup" and tahan for 3 secs then dapat barang Nivea for Men! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hahaha aku suka hadiah free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mane pun hadiah, mesti la free kan ? apa laaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;menggong btul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPspt8N4WI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZZd5EO4DQ5I/s400/P1010516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;percaya tak the one wearing blue dress it is a guy ??? :] hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mmg lady-like habis lah! suara dia pun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then malam sket, ada performance dari American Embassy. They performed bangra !! DEM !!! aku suka gila kot bangra !!! Gila best! We all volunteer siap ber-aerobik lagi ikut lagu Om Shanti Om !! Hahaha.. untuk hilangkan mengantuk. But then  still, we ended up ponteng satu group service dari pukul 5-6 pagi. Then aku pulak cun cun je dapat sakit kepala. Apalagi, terus je landing kt kerusi stadium, tido sampai pagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPyax0z46I/AAAAAAAAATU/JbSZYdSRPno/s400/P1010528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;aerobik bangra style !! :] :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha....this event mmg best giler. Walaupun dua hari tak mandi, tak salin baju. Memang best gila dan yang paling penting AKU STAYED WANGI !!! hahahaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan ini saya ini mengucapkan penghargaan kepada deodorant Adidas kerana tidak memasamkan ketiak saya dan juga kepada perfume Calvin Klein yang Bad punya. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*take a bow :] :] :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh esok ada seminar Herbal Medicine and kena berkejar untuk ATU night meeting lagi. Dem. Rabu ada test Islamic Finance, aku dah study apa-apa pun lg. Khamis, pergi Klang ikut Babi beli sari. Jumaat kena pg hospital ambik immunization. Nak jumpa Kai lg. Nak balik Kemaman lg and kalu nasib baik, boleh pg Kuantan jumpa Miji and Faris. :] :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th Jun, Larry masuk INTEC !! YEAY !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banyaknya agenda. Oh how I live my life ! :] :] :]&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/6015939875082060840-5433095863198682500?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5433095863198682500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5433095863198682500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5433095863198682500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5433095863198682500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/relay-for-life-kl-2010-essence-was.html' title='Relay For Life KL 2010; the essence was celestial'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/TAPftwJwhqI/AAAAAAAAARs/hdtPnpCLPxw/s72-c/P1010299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5816468188726787601</id><published>2010-05-27T01:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:32:00.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>StrangerAtHeartNot;CendolBalik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok....dulu aku disable comment moderation atas dasar freedom of speech tapi sekarang bila tulisan aku dah sikit terjulap rasa bersalah pulak tak balas komen komen baru. So aku akan activate balik with all comments are approve-guaranteed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do talk, or write here for that matters, okay ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isi untuk malam ni adalah tentang orang asing dan hari semalam yang sangat comel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha....Dah start memualkan ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bengkok" ....... macam kelakar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ni jenis manusia yang suicidal bila boring. Aku akan buat stuffs yang most people would only regards as relentlessly idiotic and eccentric. Dan salah satu perkara yang aku akan buat when boredom runs the gamut crazy is chatting with strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, semua jenis social networking website aku dah pernah cuba. Semua genre aku tibai. Bila aku kata semua yes, i mean S.E.M.U.A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets me not spare you guys the details but then as I was just farting away (hahaha) and mourning through my boredom hours, I met him. The comfort was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we chatted and quickly became friends. Has been such since then till now. Hahaha tu je nak cakap. For the matter of fact, aku dah pun jumpa dia. Kerja gila pergi jumpa mamat nie. Scary lak tu. Macam terminal KTM "Slim River" pada pukul 2.00 pagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, it was scary. I mean the terminal, not him. -__-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang aku nak cakap ni, not all strangers are assholes or lil' junkie's prick or anything. Cuma, i I don't know, personally, it is a blissful virtue to knock on my senses that there are still good people, especially strangers, out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some point, aku cuma glad that my mum's wrong this time!! Buahahaha. Yet then, feet are still chained to the ground. Don't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuma sekarang, satu je yang melayang layang dalam otak ? Is there anything lurking behind my carelessness ? Like seriously, I am very careless in pretty much anything. Because things havehappened, guess those are the result of my carelessness doe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entahla, he told me but then still I am thinking. Apa-apapun, this one goes to all new friends of mine. Farina and Kai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kai ?? Hahahaha... nama nak hot je. Tension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celestially carved by &lt;b&gt;Maria Branwell&lt;/b&gt; (1783-1821) to &lt;b&gt;Patrick Bronte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;My dear friend, This address is sufficient tp convince you that I do not only permit, but approve of yours to me - I do indeed consider you as friend; yet when I consider how short a time I have had the pleasure knowing you, I start at my own rashness,.....and did I not think that you would be disappointed and grieved.......Do not think I am so wavering as to repent of what I have already said.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The politeness of others can never make me forget your kind attentions, neither I can walk our accustomed rounds without thinking on you, and, why should I be ashamed to add, wishing for your presence. I never deceive you, or, exceed the truth....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;I rely on your goodness to pardon everything in this which may appear too free or too stiffs, and beg that you will consider me as a warm and faithful friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;I must now conclude with again declaring myself to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours sincerely "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A dear friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how deep strangers could touch the very core of your heart huh? Kita masing-masing asing, tapi you fail to recognize that, instead lead me the way around and puff my seat with warm hospitality. I'm thanked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gila tersentuh hati aku. Anywho, nie gambar aku bervacation di Kampar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_10_iEYQ9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/jROUzbzxCWo/s1600/DSC04451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_10_iEYQ9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/jROUzbzxCWo/s400/DSC04451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475661356778144722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gua Tempurung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_10_CH8mnI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gQV1_bYbldc/s1600/22052010132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_10_CH8mnI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gQV1_bYbldc/s400/22052010132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475661348203174514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kellie's Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_1xttS64iI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KlkX1u5vXc8/s1600/DSC04532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_1xttS64iI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KlkX1u5vXc8/s400/DSC04532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475657752019395106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhere in Ipoh :p haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you folks for such admiring repertoire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya!!! Tak lupa jugak Si Cendol aku sudah pulang dari AMerika untuk cuti Summer sem!! So we went out. Gila bertuah and sangat comel dan awesome hari ini ! Dan  Pari belajar ice skate and curse -__-'' Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_19jEiPdvI/AAAAAAAAARY/9st_3TW2k1Y/s400/P1000951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rindu gler !!! :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_19hD2JkSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QajYqlJrZ08/s400/DSC04558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si Cendol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_19hsZszDI/AAAAAAAAARA/SjSPs5AvHHE/s400/DSC04571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pari's learning how to skate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_19iK5oSfI/AAAAAAAAARI/kgSduZjSfbI/s400/DSC04585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the room !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_19iiPhnVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3CdfW_GwaiQ/s400/DSC04596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the food !! RM12 buffet;unlimited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So semalam memang comel habis ! Ok dah lewat. Kena tidur dan bangun esok boleh terus lunch! Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nite folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5816468188726787601?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5816468188726787601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5816468188726787601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5816468188726787601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5816468188726787601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/strangeratheartnotcendolbalik.html' title='StrangerAtHeartNot;CendolBalik'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S_10_iEYQ9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/jROUzbzxCWo/s72-c/DSC04451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6451630572123197383</id><published>2010-05-21T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T02:47:52.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Siapa aku ?</title><content type='html'>One girl asked someone's girlfriend siapa nama aku ??? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adakah ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ataupun adakah ? -___-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celaka babi cakap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe your picture looks one kind kot she wants avoid you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha...... the news was kinda funny and it had made my night a lil bit. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for asking.&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/6015939875082060840-6451630572123197383?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6451630572123197383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6451630572123197383' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6451630572123197383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6451630572123197383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/siapa-aku.html' title='Siapa aku ?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2383966651172090794</id><published>2010-05-20T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:06:18.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>My mum told me "DONT TALK TO STRANGER !!"" guess I never listen. Hahaha</title><content type='html'>All those seemingly and  rather "sinful" acts of inanity out of boredom and lack of self-consciousness are now paying off. Don't bother asking me what have I been doing lately for I won't tell.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, your great length of effort wouldn't even weigh up to my own rightful rationale, the mind with twisted tricks shall anyway get me wronged. For a normal guy to be doing this, which with null recommendation from me for any guy to do so, is just anomalous and eccentric. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit kinky I would say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Albeit there are some nasty ones, who practically are obnoxious social dominatrices, such a bliss it is to know all those awfully nice people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry Zheng (a complete puzzling taciturn who has a few &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;GOLD SPOONS&lt;/span&gt; in his mouth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larry Paing&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(perangai macam haram) hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsumabukihenrykai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kai Ah Long&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(ethnic tidak diketahui sebab terlalu komplicated) -__-""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awful people. Just awfully nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Babi, I have so many things to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2383966651172090794?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2383966651172090794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2383966651172090794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2383966651172090794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2383966651172090794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mum-told-me-dont-talk-to-stranger.html' title='My mum told me &quot;DONT TALK TO STRANGER !!&quot;&quot; guess I never listen. Hahaha'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7736524360836484786</id><published>2010-05-17T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:20:25.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter (Kekasih Masa Hadapan)'/><title type='text'>Trying again</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My queen, 17 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum my dear lovely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Do recite the 99 most beautiful names of Allah with me, then it shall commit to your formless memory that you could only love me as long as He wants you to. Oh God, ar-Rahman as-Salam, hear my anguish longing and passion to behold a legacy and an affair of my heart, so it be a resonance to our humble existence. I just haven't met you met. Just yet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it kicks in hard in me as I feel what Lady Mary Wortley Montagu felt as she tried to glance into the uncertainty. Almost 300 years has passed, how amazing it is to see before my eyes, her words are making path, evoking the slightest gist of thought that this, to continue loving your company devoid of your physical presence, could alter my whole life course.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;She said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;"I tremble for what we are doing. Are you you will love me for ever? I fear and I hope."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Could we be like how I imagine we should be ? I fear. Thus lets us just wait for the curtain to unfasten. It will soon my heartily beloved. It will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dear my lady&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In recent times, my mind is occupied with various fixations making sharp commotion and appearing enraged before me. Try as I might with every effort not to be throwing barrage like she does. Try not to gaze into that pair of sarcasm iris for hatred will be the only result. One of her kind, I think is enough. Words she says never once weigh up to the surrounding sensation or another being's sentiment. Sadden and hurting me to see and learn, her medicine is too little too much too bitter for her own liking. For such loathsome admiration, trust is no longer lurking beneath. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As my sight falls on her, it fades. Laughter is no longer echoed. Giggle is no longer heard. Words  has failed me. And the line has turned dull. It just does.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still, friendship are meant for worldly trials. This would be just one of 'em.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And my friend, Larry. How his silence is tormenting my soul. It causing me guilt. Harry, another taciturn whose persona is puzzling me. He seems to like me a lot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby please, be here. Be here. Be here. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be here fast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be waiting always&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your humble man ;p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Che Engku Amin Che Engku Aziz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7736524360836484786?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7736524360836484786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7736524360836484786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7736524360836484786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7736524360836484786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-again.html' title='Trying again'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5689842462433364167</id><published>2010-05-05T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:07:41.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>This Ain't It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadual di INTEC UiTM has taken away my lust for blogging, or writing for that matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words are no more here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5689842462433364167?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5689842462433364167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5689842462433364167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5689842462433364167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5689842462433364167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-aint-it.html' title='This Ain&apos;t It'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2604181134534411440</id><published>2010-04-14T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:35:30.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Lets Talk About Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She banged the table.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Got us accursed with something about the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"YOU GUYS ARE NOT GOING TO MAKE IN IN THE FUTURE IF YOU CONTINUE BEHAVING LIKE THIS !!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Furiously in tears stormed out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kahmon, behaving like what la ? How old are you ? 16 ? And I thought I left my high school behind. Maybe you should too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*there a reason behind the invention of the "reject" button kat henpon tu ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apapun, this was aint my first experience. And surprisingly, I found it to be very funny. Macam filem hindustan + drama meleleh melayu. Dramatik giler dooee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One this mak cik kerani once sumpah me jadi mekanik. Because of what ?? She was furious with the fact that I hate her school. Stuck up like shit man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your school sucked like shit. Was it my fault ? Damn you la if you say so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am human. I have my own right to my personal preference ! But then, it was funny and somewhat entertaining to see how far people would go just to make themselves sounds good but in fact, is a insolent fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I apologized enough. This time, ain't no more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NO MORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2604181134534411440?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2604181134534411440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2604181134534411440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2604181134534411440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2604181134534411440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-talk-about-curse.html' title='Lets Talk About Curse'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1567787348843050380</id><published>2010-04-06T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T03:02:52.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>The Soul Has Spoken: hELLO neW york</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S7oueKyxMxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8WNNoVQ6N2E/s1600/RutgersUniversityCamdenBF4D1422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S7oueKyxMxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8WNNoVQ6N2E/s400/RutgersUniversityCamdenBF4D1422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456724994341024530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S7otNEJW_KI/AAAAAAAAAQI/c91NXfVTGSM/s1600/97252_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" 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catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S7otMVyIqII/AAAAAAAAAP4/w4RdeORunRY/s1600/124051-004-8729BFF5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/S7otMVyIqII/AAAAAAAAAP4/w4RdeORunRY/s400/124051-004-8729BFF5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456723588541884546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Rutgers University New Brunswick : State University of New Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best research school for Biotechnology in USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once offered to be a part of Ivy League but had it turned down in refusal to abide with its rules and regulation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**jaw drop**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And once was offered by Princeton to be as one, and had it turned down ALSO !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****faint !!!***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With first year subject level is already at 400, which is the fourth year subject level, while the rest has it at only 200, somehow with Allah's grace and bless, I have got accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the place I shall also be calling "HOME" by the end of this year for 3/4 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't nothing compare to HoMe SWEet FreAKIN HOMe though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, the State of Garden has welcomed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall abide with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, I will needing prayers from y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my G.O.D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1567787348843050380?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1567787348843050380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1567787348843050380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1567787348843050380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1567787348843050380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/04/soul-has-spoken-hello-new-york.html' title='The Soul Has Spoken: hELLO neW york'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Upon my words ! How have I lived without you? Oh how have I wished upon the sad star wishing you were here tonight. I would just thank your mother for giving you birth. I am telling ye, my lady, "she's the one".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am going up the hill, riding on a limping chariot, whose vigor no longer generous. I am whistling a theatrical ballad, a tale of the a man in his Grecian sandals abiding to the mournful and forlorn state of his mind. He is falling apart. I am falling apart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dancing in the dark ain't no a pleasure. No warmth is felt and no lust is mentioned. Those days once belonged to those singing Gypsies are long gone, coiled by fateful wind amid spring. Then I say, "floral in spring ? Groundbreaking"........ hush hush&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Hush hush..... how have I been so cold. Would you assist me? I am limping after-all. Help me from the hungry-ness of those misleading devourer, sing me a Spanish lullaby bring me to sleep for I barely have the gut for tomorrow. Take me away, somewhere only birds chirping and bees humming. Oh lets grow lilies and have 'em in pots over the shimmering glass of tea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do you somehow feel I am not happy? I ain't no mad at anyone anymore. Spare a gist of your blissful breath of air and search for my soul. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because I am here. And you are not. Please me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Spare me......................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your dear soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Che Engku Amin Che Engku Aziz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/6015939875082060840-8618133532950031818?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8618133532950031818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8618133532950031818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8618133532950031818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8618133532950031818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/03/gracious-lilies.html' title='Gracious Lilies'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2851457351722132822</id><published>2010-03-14T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:23:22.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Patung Buruk di Pasaran !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SIAPA CUKUP BAIK MAHU BELI ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SIAPA CUKUP PAHALA MAHU BELI ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maruah untuk dilelong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harga diri untuk dijual&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ego untuk disewa &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rasa Hati untuk disepak-sepak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emosi untuk diinjak-injak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu patung manusia on SALE. Harga starting baik punya. Still in good condition walaupun terlalu expired untuk memenuhi kriteria tipikal Melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RM 0.00...... murah murah cukup murah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ciri-ciri program dalaman:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Melayu yang tak macam Melayu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Mampu bertutur seperti orang Cina tetapi bukan bahasa Mandarin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Fasih speakin London (ada slang)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Terlalu multi racial&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Dibenci oleh patung2 Melayu lain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Punya suara lantang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;# Dilabel outspoken (diva)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berminat ? Sila bida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harga masih boleh dirunding untuk pembeli persendirian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LELONG LELONG LELONG !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For my entire lire, I have never been this fucking disappointed. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;K.U.D.O.S (sesetengah) rakan Melayu ku sekalian. Selepas 2 tahun bermanis muka dan jadi baik, rupanya aku dari awal dibenci kamu. Tahniah kalian. Tahniah !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2851457351722132822?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2851457351722132822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2851457351722132822' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2851457351722132822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2851457351722132822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/03/patung-buruk-di-pasaran.html' title='Patung Buruk di Pasaran !'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7048978303064940788</id><published>2010-03-09T01:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:17:40.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Please Ucapkan Selamat Tinggal Sebab Hati Aku Dah Tawar</title><content type='html'>Do you always have to talk to me in such fashion as if I am not a man?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look, sometimes I know that my silver acidified punya tongue makes you feel annoyed, offended, terasa or anything but I can assure you that it is my pure intention to be brutally honest for I do really care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why else do you think the reason I'm so attached to you ? Now, I'd rather keep it all inside for I'm no longer sure the repertoire of good-friendship between us is mutual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only Storm understands how easily the weather could change. Sinner like me has soul too. Don't push me, sebab I don't want to push back. It'd get ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stuff myself in to your shoes to see, to feel how is it like to walk in those. I've walked and I've known. Crowded. A bit clustered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why ? You should have known better b4 you said that. Serious shittyly, I am not elaborate at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me, don't look through me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, whenever I say "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It means that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hell yes, I mean it but I'm apologizing for I'm making you upset"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........A guy like me would always want to avoid THAT KIND of face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So apa pun dalam jeruk pekasam ini, aku cuma nak kata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh I'm sorry, I really really didn't mean it"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, just in case you're reading this, feel free to know that my hati tawar already. But ya, things will get better for you for I'm taking A LOT of steps back and it won't be like before anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall pray you'd live better this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, please bid your farewell to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had my run and I think I'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7048978303064940788?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7048978303064940788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7048978303064940788' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7048978303064940788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7048978303064940788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-ucapkan-selamat-tinggal-sebab.html' title='Please Ucapkan Selamat Tinggal Sebab Hati Aku Dah Tawar'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-250422342185121026</id><published>2010-03-06T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:43:58.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter (Kekasih Masa Hadapan)'/><title type='text'>A scrap from the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;To future lover, 6 March 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Unto my dear lady, assalamualaikum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Nights ain't conspicuous without your soul. Stars shall not smile in the absence your warmth. The moon, the moon would fall down when you are not around. As I recommend my truly desire to you, I pray long for Allah to preserve you in both body and soul, my dear lady.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; I miss you. Ain't even half of what I feel inside. Shall I preserve ? Help me. So much often, in the troth of missing you so badly, I kiss the same air you might be breathing in. Oh amid those dreams, how I kiss the air makes me feel funny myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; As for me, after all these years, I have endured such pain and fights all by myself. I've had my run. Those struggles and clamor seem to worth nothing without you by my side. And now, I've gotten one good tidings, a scrap piece from the future. If it is not too much of a humble poor form of me to ask, would you want to share the taste ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Rutgers University of the Garden State has accepted me. I am thrilled, i reckon. Are you ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Sometimes, writing this is painful. Do I make myself look folly ? Do this what they call stupid ? My welfare hasn't been good. I wake up with a bang in my head like tonnes of granites fired all at the same second. I'm sick and I am unhappy and THIS soothes me to the very soul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Herein, I shall not trouble your grace with long writing but in my realm, you are everything I'm writing to. No more for now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; Taking an oath after the Katherine of Oregon,lastly, do I vow that my eyes desire you above all things; my resolution is taken by you. Allah always has you in keeping. Pray to Him and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do love me well.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Your future own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Che Engku Amin Che Engku Aziz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-250422342185121026?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/250422342185121026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=250422342185121026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/250422342185121026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/250422342185121026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/03/scrap-from-future_06.html' title='A scrap from the future'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7125699184396566784</id><published>2010-03-01T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:31:10.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Geli ??</title><content type='html'>So some asses wanted to vomit ? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vomit lah. Hah muntah muntah la babi (bukan babi kesayangan aku, babi lain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take your time laughing at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7125699184396566784?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7125699184396566784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7125699184396566784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7125699184396566784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7125699184396566784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/03/geli.html' title='Geli ??'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5333327883072291861</id><published>2010-02-28T20:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:05:52.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter (Kekasih Masa Hadapan)'/><title type='text'>Assalamualaikum, my dear lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;To future lover, 28 February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dear lady, assalamualaikum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;      Myself shall not wrap around my oblivious rational thought that I'm now writing you a love epistle. To you, whom I'm sure in the grace of Allah, I shall pray for your well being. To you, whose warmth is my source of smile, shall be loved dearly and with Allah's merciful willing, I would not forsake you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;      In my entire 20 years, my lady, I have been waiting. Some peasants say it is half timing and the other half's pure luck.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shall I be devoted to it ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shall I turn away in shame of your absence?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shall this heart loathe the continuous quest of love? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mostly, shall I be loved by you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know. I don't. Then I beseech grace from Allah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;I'd ask from Him, every evening, after every recital, in my every minute shaky breaths, for you to transcend from this suffocating thin air so I would breath easy again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;For I'm sure neither I be acquainted with you nor hear your presence in this short uncertain future hereby I would, insyaAllah, full heartily love you. Thank you. Thank you my dearest right well-beloved hope for the counsel your future-attendance has put in me and for the dream I beseech solace from. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about you, whoever you are. Would you walk with me hand in hand through the thick and thin ? Would my bad times push you apart? Shall it pleases you to hear of my welfare ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Being a humble sinner I am, if you could be content with me, my poor form and sum, I would be the happiest man. Like how Nora Doyle had looked upon those girls in her time, marrying the man they thought they could live life with and said she'd rather wait for the one she couldn't live without. I believe that. I shall let time devours every inch of my  vigor as I wait for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;No more to you for now. May Allah keeps you in His grace and blessing, insyaAllah. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your future own&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Che Engku Amin Che Engku Aziz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5333327883072291861?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5333327883072291861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5333327883072291861' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5333327883072291861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5333327883072291861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/02/assalamualaikum-my-dear-lady.html' title='Assalamualaikum, my dear lady'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2412197070348075368</id><published>2010-02-28T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:35:36.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Baru....</title><content type='html'>dengan menulis ini, aku sedang mencarikkan sedikit masa hadapan aku dengan tidak membaca&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cystic fibrosis transmembrane conductance regulator&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yang mungkin masuk untuk exam khamis ni. sigh..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa apa sajalah... Oh yang dulu bukan cirit birit. Digestion system mmg under permanent revonation. Selalu sakit perut. Tambah pula entah macamana aku blh dapat ingrown toe nails pulak. Babi aku boleh pulak pijak kaki aku masa dinner semalam. Tension betul aku!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mulai ketika ini, aku akan mula tulis surat untuk kekasih masa depan aku. Kerana sekarang I miss her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2412197070348075368?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2412197070348075368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2412197070348075368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2412197070348075368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2412197070348075368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/02/baru.html' title='Baru....'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1241750703324682725</id><published>2010-02-19T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:07:54.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>No Tajuk...Tulisan Picisan</title><content type='html'>Hidup penuh ironi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perang dingin keluarga. Perang tapi tak bercakap. Haizzz...orang tua. Lucu benar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chill sudei....aku punyala korban tido pagi nie nak bersiap pg kenduri kt Dungun n tunggu punyalah jadah lama, TAK JADI ?? panas btul lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ke married life memang mcm ni ? Boleh ribut dengan tiba2 ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apapun.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuba lihat fairy tales tagihan kanak kanak sekarang. Nanti aku akan bagitahu anak aku bila dia membebel how unfair it is for sleeping beauty kena curse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"do you know that it's the parents' fault the princess kena curse ??!! The poor old witch is just offended for not being invited to the kenduri. Poor that mak cik you know ??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the same goes to the other tales. Too many bad formulations in these fairy tales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ingat cuti ni bolehla aku goyang punggung je rehat mcm Sin Chan. Analisa short stories "A Late Encounter With The Enemy" and "Girl" memang haram macam makan babi. Jamaica Kincaid ni memang nak kena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi good thing to know, humans should ada mata lebih dari dua. Just in case stupidity kicks in la kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maaflah. Aku rasa cirit birit mempengaruhi idea aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1241750703324682725?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1241750703324682725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1241750703324682725' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1241750703324682725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1241750703324682725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-tajuktulisan-picisan.html' title='No Tajuk...Tulisan Picisan'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7358732256154562198</id><published>2010-02-11T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:21:59.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>I TOLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It happened. Finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spoke, had no gut though and found a fracture one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion was unslung. The heart was recumbent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally it would be the time I would let the red chaperon talk me out of telling. The poor small scared cat finally ran out outpouring from the filthy bag. How it inhaled the air it never breathed before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, crying, I told someone. Surrendering a mountain of plight. The cloud above is a solace of broken pieces. Down the river, are those black dead guppies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the rain on my cheek. Those pugnacious drops were warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The sins against God"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurture good but nature?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I read and keep busy. So I won't fall (again)........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But finally, I told. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, it was oral"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7358732256154562198?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7358732256154562198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7358732256154562198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7358732256154562198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7358732256154562198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-told.html' title='I TOLD'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5829580861746041278</id><published>2010-01-31T10:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:40:55.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Meniru Kerana Rindu:Hati Hampa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally I reckon, I deserve better; not another tear will drop fall. Shall I drive away and commence a smile? Realize I hadn’t for awhile. Almost a dime throughout these days in these 3 years I’ve been putting up countenance of a poker player. I don’t want to do this anymore. I despise myself playing a rend-hearted being. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The two digit number that has been knocking on the front door in 2010 really strucks the manly cord in me somewhere. Ah, not to mention the whole gamut is fanatical over it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What a shame. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have friends! What the fuck on this earth do I need a well establish companionship? For what? So the heart could be kaput into pieces once again? First scar is always the deepest and how surprising enough I am just an inch away from the scent of the beloved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friends keep nagging, lecturer wants to hook me up with some purdy ladies from the block and there I sense a gist of truth in this whole mania.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No gang no outing no crabbing no talking no shit"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Amin's suckerfied"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 years folks! Well almost. For almost three years this numbness refuses to go away and I am not right. It is a denial I’ve existed in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"the intented plagiarism in this context ain't even half of the poignancy within and is a definite statuette of a rend-hearted friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Boys. Im sad. There is more than all the poignancy I've embroidered  here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How I wish my "classmates" Beethoven and Voltaire are here to comfort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For you,you,you and only you, who will I left my heart with when I'll be with you in this short and uncertain future, please&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"oh continue to love me ~~ never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ever thine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ever mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ever ours"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beethoven's 3rd love letter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5829580861746041278?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5829580861746041278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5829580861746041278' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5829580861746041278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5829580861746041278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/01/meniru-kerana-rinduhati-hampa.html' title='Meniru Kerana Rindu:Hati Hampa'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1262496887645339632</id><published>2010-01-23T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:36:14.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Dosa</title><content type='html'>Last time, It was a close call which I had shone through it a light of faith.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today,however, the sky is dark and I have sinned. Legs, both, dragged into hell. I felt nothing though. Not even a single, simplest gist of lust. It was just so wet and dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how I would run the whole gamut, trying to explain. It is wrong in every possible angles. I ought to not say this, but I was accompanied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warm as I always like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, it'd be the only reason for me to go there, with my bloody hands and legs in chain with heinous sins from above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah. Come resque me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1262496887645339632?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1262496887645339632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1262496887645339632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1262496887645339632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1262496887645339632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/01/dosa.html' title='Dosa'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8685009116515899903</id><published>2010-01-16T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:09:52.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>CELA</title><content type='html'>Semalam hampir buat aku berlutut depan pintu neraka. Bagai alter ego merayap dalam benak mencari ruang buat dosa. Aku hampir injak amanah Rasul. Aku sendiri hampir melucut diri sebagai umatnya kerana fitrah yang tidak ke tengah dan ke tepi.Tidak mungkin aku perluang minum air telaga baginda di sana nanti.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soalan tersedu sedu.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hampir. Sangat hampir. Aku habiskan berbulan menahan apa dirasa. Babi dan Miss Drama sibuk bertanya. Bukan aku takut. I lied when I said I didn't have the gut to tell. &lt;b&gt;YES I LIED !!&lt;/b&gt; Im really sorry. Aku tidak tahu bagaimana mungkin aku beritahu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di taman, rasa seakan aku mahu mati. Sekurang kurang hari esok tiadalah banyak aku kempunan. Aku lihat kura-kura. Senyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku malu. Malu dengan mereka yang selalu ada menahan aku dari jatuh tersembam. Malu bila mereka lihat aku ada "heart of gold" bilamana ianya hitam dan kusam. Sifat baik itu saja buat aku seorang manusia. Aku pun tak menahu tentang apa lagi baiknya aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, I would never wish "I wish I was less kind".....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kher Lee...... Kartine..........Apa bisa aku cinta kamu seperti kamu jaga aku? Sperti kamu cintakan aku? Kamu terlalu indah buat aku. Khabar hampa bila Tuhan tunjukkan aku siapa yang satu. Maafkan jika telah aku tolak kalian ke pinggir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jikalah aku biarlah itu datang. Sesat aku. Syukur Tuhan masih benarkan aku keluar. Benar, aku mungkin jadi kotor dan jijik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak mahu di hari tua, aku lihat semalam dan menyesal tidak sudah. Aku tidak mahu warisi saka akhirat untuk anak cucu aku. Apa aku anjingkan hari ini pasti berbalik kepada anak cucu. Takan aku mulakan saka untuk cucunda aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau semalam mungkin aku cakap "apa salahnya. Muda kan sekali saja" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susur galur aku takan disumpah kerna bodohnya nenenda mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apapun aku syukur. Penjaga neraka sempat aku halau pergi sebelum pintu terbuka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siapa tiada cela. Meski aku tidak bahagia dengan cela ini, aku tetap bernafas ke akhir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuhan, tolong.&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/6015939875082060840-8685009116515899903?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8685009116515899903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8685009116515899903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8685009116515899903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8685009116515899903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/01/cela.html' title='CELA'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-16601437048825386</id><published>2010-01-07T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:50:45.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Rasa Lagi Notty Dari Toyol</title><content type='html'>Sahutan syurga jauh, yang bertaji berkokok buat kaki langit merah. Subuh pun hilang. Agak funny bila yang tua riang ria mengukur sejauh mana iman kita pada negara hanya kerna apa yang kita mahu, apa kita ingin dan apa yang dicita.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku penat hidup cuba melompat cuba jadi tinggi bila akarnya aku tidak tumbuh seinci pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manusia yang tak pernah leka menilai. Tolok hakim tentang hidup kita sentiasa rabak. Dicarik carik budi yang enggan untuk memahami. Dan ini hari kedua kuliah, argghh aku cuba tidak judgemental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would write and say it this time only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Someone just questioned my patriotism publicly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku junjung duli. Aku juga bersumpah setia. Tidak, aku pantang daulat tidak bertempat. Darah aku untuk tanah merah kubur aku bila mati bukan pada negara atau kerajaan membuta tuli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maaf aku kata, kalau ketika lagu negara pekerja kerajaan kelas A pun boleh melenggang lengguk atas pentas cakap telefon, sorry I'd no longer respect the system they're forcing us to abide with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know your own rules folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si labu biarlah terjun dengan labu labunya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan Pare kata "You have an interesting life, Amin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just don't know... they just don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekali bulan tersengih di muka langit, aku mahu jadi orang lain. Orang lain selain aku. Aku rasa seperti meloncat keluar waras bila semua yang baik mula datang bersimpuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahu saja aku eksplisit menulis, jika kamu baca kisah aku pertamanya, dan jika faham, itulah sedang sedang menjerit datang menghantui. Aku semakin hampir ke arah bulatan hitam itu. Mahu atau tak mahu, itu yang sedang aku cuba tawar menawar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan setan jika berjanji memang parah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mahu pulang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedikit 2 atau 3 jam lepak di MatPle, ketawa gila babi punya sungguh buat aku rasa normal. Makan megi goreng dan dia makan megi soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normal. Aku suka. Macam mencanggung tepi jalan makan cendol. Cukup normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope i will another one of these tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babi ! Setan memang pukimak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-16601437048825386?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/16601437048825386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=16601437048825386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/16601437048825386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/16601437048825386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2010/01/aku-rasa-lagi-notty-dari-toyol.html' title='Aku Rasa Lagi Notty Dari Toyol'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1952261056140813950</id><published>2009-12-31T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:11:33.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Siaran Tergendala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Szy93RFBBkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6NXlbaLRVak/s1600-h/amin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Szy93RFBBkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6NXlbaLRVak/s400/amin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421416808622130754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hah! Rupanya aku tipu diri sendiri bila aku fikir aku akan mampu menulis satu resolusi akhir tahun yanh gah bila seketika aku tingalkan blog untuk menjilat sisa sisa jalanan.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sangkaan aku lempeng digilis, monolog "Ah usah blog skrg, new year eve baru reflect balik hidup aku"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanjing ! Sikit tak bawa faedah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku baca blog blog lain. Semua bijak menyahsimpulkan yang tersirat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku lihat bagaimana lincah detik detik hidup mereka bawa dipasteur, dan dibotol buat jadi ubat nama 'pengalaman'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dengar deru kisah jerih getir yang petik petik gitar buat lagu hidup. Oh tulisan mereka matang. Tulisan mantap punya. Lengkap dengan substance bagai. Ada yang kata mungkin mereka puitis, mungkin juga mereka indah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah sebenarnya aku yang kebelakang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap renggang masa ibadah, ada saja dosa dibuat. Tipikal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seperti biasa rutin di kampung, setiap malam jumaat ke masjid baca Yasiin dan solat hajat. Mcm program laptop, setiap kiam dan sujud dengan pak pak haji pakai jubah putih mcm kain kapan di kiri kanan, mulalah tebal muka depan Tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin malam ni, bumi, matahari dan sang bulan akan menari dalam titik lurus. Gerhana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuma aku minta. Betulkan fitrah aku ya Tuhan...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesungguhnya bila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak nampak ke mana telunjuk kincir angin. Utara kah? Selatan kah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak faham lagi mana relevannya ingin aku selama ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entah kemana hilang gelora kiasan susun atur ayat aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............................. Semua seperti........ BASI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku sudah tidak tahu bagaimana untuk berkongsi apa dan siapa aku lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1952261056140813950?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1952261056140813950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1952261056140813950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1952261056140813950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1952261056140813950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/12/siaran-tergendala.html' title='Siaran Tergendala'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Szy93RFBBkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6NXlbaLRVak/s72-c/amin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2593096538530780784</id><published>2009-12-30T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:32:36.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Berfikir Lama Tanpa Perlu Menulis Apa Apa Judgemental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;Maaf&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/6015939875082060840-2593096538530780784?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2593096538530780784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2593096538530780784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2593096538530780784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2593096538530780784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-berfikir-lama-tanpa-perlu-menulis.html' title='Aku Berfikir Lama Tanpa Perlu Menulis Apa Apa Judgemental'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2405857436766776452</id><published>2009-12-06T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:05:52.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Bday !</title><content type='html'>Aku lahir pada tarikh ini. 18 tahun sudah. Biar awan bergedang hiruk 2 bulan ini, hari ini matahari comel ada di langit. Aku ambil sebagai tanda hari ini adalah besar.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sikit tidak aku tunggu kalimah hari2 lahir dari sesiapa. Cuma syukur pada mana yang mengirim. Cukup lena aku disambut murai mengorat dan langit yang gembira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang kata, umum, kita akan mati pada hari kita lahir. Aku tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belakang ini, telinga aku banyak berdesing. Ada ingatan kata waktu semakin tua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin, aku pernah gambarkan aku sempat bekerja, kahwin dan ada anak. Tapi, aku tidak pernah terlintas menjadi tua melihat dunia berputar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah lima tahun lamanya aku hidup dengan suara. Satu yang menari belakang kotak emosi dan realiti, bersyair hikayat mati tak kunjung tua. Suara itu buat aku yakin giliran aku mungkin tak lama lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin. Masa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jika aku pergi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maafkan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ingin sekadar beringat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2405857436766776452?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2405857436766776452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2405857436766776452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2405857436766776452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2405857436766776452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/12/bday.html' title='Bday !'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6990092245542019428</id><published>2009-12-02T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:14:26.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>BrotherHood</title><content type='html'>For 18 years, the only reason I love to fight with my brother is because I know he would never listen to a single word I say.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just let me do all the crappy talking, mengarut and whatsoever. It is his jop to ignore me and make me look like I'm the immature one.  I like it this way !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm fucking hate it when he listens to what I'm babbling about and even worse when he starts bringing up the past !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 18 years and he doesn't know me that well yet ????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGGHHHHHHH !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dok Suke !!!&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/6015939875082060840-6990092245542019428?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6990092245542019428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6990092245542019428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6990092245542019428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6990092245542019428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/12/brotherhood.html' title='BrotherHood'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7673335317742908572</id><published>2009-11-28T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:14:05.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Kateh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SxD5X8L96SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8wQRKK-5UsE/s1600/DSC03293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SxD5X8L96SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8wQRKK-5UsE/s400/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409097342160595234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awwww, aren't those legs look appealing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yes, I eat those. Takla makan as if makan macam aku makan peha ayam. But then the tendons and the urats, uuuurrgghhh so crunchy ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BURN those legs sampai hangus so the "kasut" lembu can be taken off easily and the hair to be removed. Yeah, I know it sounds disgusting and so mentekedarah ai tell yu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hiris edible parts kecik2, basuh dengan air garam, rebus slm beberapa jam, and then rebus sekali lagi dengan air jeruk lada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku panggil ia sebagai "jeruk kateh" @ kateh= calf = labu betis dalam bahse ganu ye kalu tuan2 puan2 cik2 nak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perghh....mantap ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sedap. Ermm tak bizarre makan kaki lembu kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yu kata ai bizarre? Mat2 Indon buat keropok okay dari KULIT LEMBU yang berbulu-bulu tu ok. Mat bangla pulak makan kepala lembu. Part mana? Otak lembu? Mata lembu? Kening Lembu? Oh itu I tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selama menjamu selera!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya. Selamat Beraya! Jangan makan daging banyak sangat, nanti darah naik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7673335317742908572?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7673335317742908572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7673335317742908572' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7673335317742908572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7673335317742908572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/11/kateh.html' title='Kateh'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SxD5X8L96SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8wQRKK-5UsE/s72-c/DSC03293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1903107399136820053</id><published>2009-11-20T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:23:35.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Datang Macam Ribut, Pergi Macam Semut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SwabVS3zNiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-0vFUx6w6sk/s1600/DSC03287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SwabVS3zNiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-0vFUx6w6sk/s400/DSC03287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406179192850298402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pertama kali mak aku guna camera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hujan memang dah lebat dr pukul 11 pagi. Dalam hujan lebat tu ala-ala macam dalam iklan Coco Crunch yang coklat melimpah ke ladang gandum tu, aku ni terkedek-kedek balik dari masjid lepas solat Jumaat berjalan kaki. Angin dahla kuat, aku pulak pakai kain pelikat. Habis semua nak terangkat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tensi sungguh! Nak menyumpah tapi takut pulak kena panah petir pulak. Hahaha...Time kilat2 nikan malaikat busy main dart nak bunuh setan. Sekali aku pulak yang terkena. Nanya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dengan berjalan kain angkat sampai peha yang mana aku rasa betul2 tidak menampakkan ciri-ciri lelaki baru pulang dari masjid, memang aku dah niat dalam hati, mana2 kereta yang tengah2 ribut ni pun nak drif laju2, memang aku baling dengan selipar jepun aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, tak ade yang drif and merasa selipar jepun bapak aku ni. Semua hidup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sampai depan rumah, tengok2 banjir! Ter-Exsaited lah aku pun nak main air! Haha....macam jakun tak pernah tengok hujan. So aku cepat2 redah air, masuk dalam rumah, kena jerit dengan mak aku sebab tak basuh kaki, tukar kain, makan nasi minyak dua pinggan dalam masa 4 minit, pakai kasut boat Phua Cu Kang yang kaler kuning tu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;keebusshhhhh......terjun masuk dalam air. Waahh....perasaan seronoknya sungguh tak terbayang! Minor orgasm. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay fine, bukan la main air aku tipu je. Huhu...Sebenarnya kena tolong pak teh aku clearkan longkang yang tersumbat, dan ya aku memang tolong. Tolong tengok je sebab cangkul ade satu je. Yang lain, bapak aku sorok rasanye sebab takut orang yang jual besi buruk datang cuti. Pastu angkat mesin basuh yang 1/12 telah ditenggelami air. Mak aku bukan apa takut mesin basuh dia kena penyakit taun je tu....bapak aku chill jeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/12? Haha...sumpah menipu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tengah aku hepi-hepi sepak siput babi yang terapung dalam air,terjumpa la dengan Baby aku (menatang miau miau tu) ketakutan kat bawah meja kt luar, kat situ memang dah naik air. Punya la dia nak marah dengan aku sebab tak datang cari dia awal2, sampai sekarang dah meyahut pun bila aku panggil. Kalau mati pun, kan ade 8 lagi nyawa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Babi punya kucing. Aku bagi makan, nak eksyen pulak. Malam nnt aku gomol kau! *evil grin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haizzzzz..............................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hati aku yang sekeping ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lihat mie duduk di pintu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat syurga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat dunia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat amanah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat lembut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lihat abah yang pakai baju hujan sedang punggah barang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat ketua&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat tanggungjawap&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat keringat mencari rezeki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku lihat hard love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess this is exactly what happens when our paternal instinct kicks in. Mahu jadi seorang lelaki yang ada wanita di belakangnya. Dan tangannya yang memimpin warisan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Betul, bagi yang berfikir....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rotan dan sebat memang jadi pagar hidup sampai hari tua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bebelan mak memang jadi manual hidup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku tenung langit, teringat masa2 susah. Masa aku dan keluarga asingkan kertas, plastik dan aluminium dari longgokan sampah kering. Asing biar boleh dijual buat duit lebih beli barang rumah. Abang Mir dan Abah cari lagi besi buruk untuk tambah simpanan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Masa remaja aku habiskan atas awan larat mengukir silah lengkuk peri erti hidup bukan mati, erti seorang lelaki bukan jantan, makna seorang insan bukan manusia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Benar, hidup memang jerit payah jika hati kosong. Lebihkan mendengar dari bercakap, sebab itu kita ada dua telinga bukan dua mulut. Banyak kala, enggan mendengar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan kita kata mereka tak faham. Cuba laaaa dengar dulu..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear heart, I have come a long way kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pertama kali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Air hujan aku rasakan manis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angin aku hirup sedap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1903107399136820053?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1903107399136820053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1903107399136820053' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1903107399136820053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1903107399136820053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/11/datang-macam-ribut-pergi-macam-semut.html' title='Datang Macam Ribut, Pergi Macam Semut'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SwabVS3zNiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-0vFUx6w6sk/s72-c/DSC03287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-4372609108281940509</id><published>2009-11-18T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:21:33.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Talak Tiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tittle mcm gempak.......maaf tiada isu perkahwinan di sini. Bwahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dengan ini mengishtiharkan saya, aku, ai, Che Engku Amin Che Engku Aziz&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;LULUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mata pelajaran Calculus 2! walaupun tak berapa jayanya, cuma C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tahniah tahniah tahniah untuk diri saya...... :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suke gile oink oink wei tak yah dah berkawan dengan pelesit Calculus ni, srutt srutt hisap darah aku je. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ai kata ai tak suka yu okey Datin Calculus.....malam nie ai ceraikan yu dengan talak tiga. Dah dah, pergi lah cari anak-anak ikan kesayangan yu. ai dah tak sudi dengan yu lagi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haizzz....lega...all those supper McD yg harga mahal nak mati pkul 4-5 pagi, peta air liur basi atas buku memang berbaloi. Walaupun cgpa aku turun gila oink oink sampai 0.06 sbb kredit hour untuk Calculus nie 5... ai dun giv a dem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*goyang punggung ala2 dik cergas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, nak solat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahniah ya Amin!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh, terima kasih ya...kamu nie buat ai blush je. Huhu :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-4372609108281940509?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/4372609108281940509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=4372609108281940509' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/4372609108281940509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/4372609108281940509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/11/talak-tiga.html' title='Talak Tiga'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2416601200331308564</id><published>2009-11-10T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:33:01.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>I can't never keep a gud bitch down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;10/11/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;satu malam yang direnjis dengan rahmat rahmat dari langit sehinggala aku terbaca satu message. He really ruined my night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text message was sent to my babi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aarrgh, i hate dat infertile pig!! Everything oso hv to complain! He is a male whore!! Ok nt a male, a TRANNY! I hate him kher lee. hate hate. i had enuf wit his perfect-ism n his oh-i-dun-think-others-r-gud-enuf penyakit. wat about dun say anything if he doesn't have anything gud to say. Ball-less pig he is. I hate him. thank you for reading. i dun no to who else i can say dis. he's the one dresses up like a bankrupt bitch who begs money from people n hv i said anything about it? No!! Fuck his throat wit his puss one day. so sad la. n i tot flaws r d things dat make us perfect. male bitch wouldn't faham. F!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1930&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was received&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"omg omg omg  omg..i just got a minor heart attack!!! wads up wads up? who la u talking bout?.. chill wei chill"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.42&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was sent  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I had enuf with his words. ***********. pure babiness."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.43&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was received&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Omg!! Wad did he say wei???.. faster tell me tell me!.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.51&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was sent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not that i take it personally by then he is plain s2pid.he is al about other people r ugly n nt a worthy as he tot he is. on fb lah, ******(something bout the message i've gotten)*********. I jus cant tahan his perangai anymur.if u said that i dun mind at all bt then when it came from his mouth, it was so gettin on my nerve.any1 can say dat but him and his gang."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.57&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was reveiced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Holy shit wei..Celaka betul man!!! When I read you message, i was like wad the...that ******** ah so insensitive and absurd wei..how can he say such a thing??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;20.04&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a text was sent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i dun mind at all if he says stuffs d way we all say it.we say bad things and then we all laugh at it.and u noe d way he says thing. "ah i dun think he handsum, no lah she is not pretty, i can do this better, do dat even better". wat bout dun say it if it isn't gud. omg enuf la. dis is the end point.i think it's true that v can't never keep a gud bitch down."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*the name is not revealed untuk menjaga sensitiviti sesetengah pihak, kot kot he's reading my blog. I don't know how a bitch like him thinks, so better stay under the radar, i have no time to pick up a fight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh ya, btw bitch, hope ur balls in gud shape. go on with this attitude, those won't be hanging for too long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sekian Terima Kasih.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2416601200331308564?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2416601200331308564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2416601200331308564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2416601200331308564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2416601200331308564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-never-keep-gud-bitch-down.html' title='I can&apos;t never keep a gud bitch down.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2326221386292027917</id><published>2009-11-07T01:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:03:44.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>A bit of Chanel and A lot of blood and I almost died.</title><content type='html'>My mum (as she always does) demanded a brand new handbag and I was also in desperate need for a new wallet sebab wallat aku sekarang nie dah terbelah dua macam coney dog A&amp;amp;W. Bersepai benang keluar sana sini. Malu betul aku espeseli time kat kaunter nak bayar pe pe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asal bukak wallet je, mcm cirit birit duit syiling jatuh, konon ah mcm banyak duit. Macam sial je wallet tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So because of this, off I went to Sunway Piramid with my Babi. We invited a few other friends also to come and tag along but then it turned that cuma kitorang je yang somehow managed to stick to the plan. Pari said she was broke. Kartine went back already. Parvathee and Renuu were I-don't-know-why-they-backed-off-last-minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from Shah Alam, we were kinda blessed for the KTM was so cun-ted. The air cond was nice and there were very few people, which coould anly mean, ada sit!!! I din't even remember when was the last time I naik KTM. Sebab biasanya aku naik, mesti  ada bau2 hangit darap dengan tengit ketiak yang tak pakai deodorant. I recent and despise it so freakin much wei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh hello, come to your senses la wei.....dah la bulu ketiak macam rumpun serai, pakai sleevesless pulak bajet muscular, pulak HANGIT gila oink oink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyoo, macha sendiri mau bau la. Kahmon la wei.&lt;br /&gt;Haizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai Sunway, okay la......shop shop shop shop shop shop shop shop shop dan shop shop shop shop shop dan shop shop shop shop lagi dari tingkat paling bawah sampai la yang paling atas. Babi aku tu was on the hunt for the same kind of wedges she saw up in at Genting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my mum, I found this Chanel-inspired handbag from a kedai nie hah, apebende nth nama kedai tu...tapi cari punya cari wallet aku tak jumpa. Well, not to say that I din't find the right one but then the bargain was just so ridikulus lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The promotion seemed like &lt;i&gt;"BUY ONE FREE ONE" &lt;/i&gt;but the lepas aku belek-belek sikit menatang wallet turquoise tu baru lah aku tahu and I was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eleh...Shit la u people. Memangla buy one free one, but WITH THE PRICE OF TWO!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celaka betul but then nevarmind....tunggu jelah sale nnt pegi rembat balik wallet itu sbb sumpah aku berkenan giler. Rasa mcm nak kaween je dgn wallet tu kt situ jugak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu, aku dengan babi nie pergi la usha satu kedai nie baru bukak, sempat jugak la aku rembat 2 pasang sunglasses kt situ. Lepas bayar bayar semua....keluar la kitorg melenggang lenggang mcm mak inang sakit bontot dari kedai tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tetiba je!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku ternampak sorang pak cik tua nie jatuh kat escalator. Mungkin dia tertunggeng masa nak langkah kaki atas escalator tu kot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subhanallah..............habis rabak wei kulit lengan dia bergesel dengan gerigi tangga escalator tu. Sampai boleh nampak daging merah wei. Sumpah ngeri. Darah ala ala pati sirap kenduri kahwin menitis nitis jatuh. Mujur ada anak dia tolong tapi anak dia tu pun nampak kabra tengok bapak dia macam tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minah Babi tengah pot pet pot pet pasal hape ntah mase tu dah macam terdiam.  Pak guard ade kat tepi tu je tapi tak perasan pun. Yelah, mcmana nk perasan, pak cik tu chill je, rilek gila babi wei tangan dia rabak nampak isi. Tak berkerut tak mengerang sikit pun. Anak2 dia pun sama, gelabah secara diam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bayangkan, darah yang menitis dari tangan orang tua tu punya banyak sampai lekuk kt selipar getah dia penuh dengan darah. Sampai dah jari2 kaki. Tapi dia chillllllllll jeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah...dapat dekat aku, mulalah drama Melayu. Aku nie yang naik gelabah tak tentu hala. Sebab diorang macam tak tahu nak buat apa, aku pun pegi la panggil pak guard kat depan tu. Pak guard sorang yg ada dalam guard booth kat situ gone case lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku cakap &lt;i&gt;"Get him a stroller! Now!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia macam terpaku, mulut 30 darjah ternganga dan tak meberi respon kt aku. Mmg nak kena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So again lah. &lt;i&gt;"Get him a stroller now!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mula respon &lt;i&gt;"Hah? Apa dia?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pun &lt;i&gt;"GET HIM A STROLLER ! A STROLLER! NOW!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adoi aku pun gila nak bercekerama Melayu kat situ pegi marah dia. And dia pun naik takut dengan aku. Dan dia jawap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stroller tak ada dekat sini"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after 1 minit mcm tu, datangla berlari lari dua tiga orang officers Sunway Pyramid tu sendiri kot and I was assuming that they were going to take care of everything. So then, I just left lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sumpah. sampai sekarang I'm like thinking how is that old fella doing now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the spree resumed as planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetapi, tetapi......satu kes lagi. Sekarang dah nak sampai Kolej Cemara. Aku dengan babi melintas jalan. Masa nak melintas tu, aku tak perasan aku minor slope ahead of me, so aku pun cepat cepat ah jalan nak melintas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekali aku terpijak slope tu, tergelincir kaki naik atas bai. Nasib baik babi sempat pegang tangan aku sambil menjerit dengan sgt nyaring sampai sakit telinga aku. Mujur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau tak mesti aku dah jatuh tergelonsor ke depan terus jadi pancake McD kena lenyak dengan kereta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuuhh!!! Gila lega, thank babi and thank God!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ya. Aku hidup dan semua ini bukan cerita rekaan&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/6015939875082060840-2326221386292027917?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2326221386292027917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2326221386292027917' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2326221386292027917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2326221386292027917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/11/bit-of-chanel-and-lot-of-blood-and-i.html' title='A bit of Chanel and A lot of blood and I almost died.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1104932336147645383</id><published>2009-10-30T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:26:32.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Seperti Biasa</title><content type='html'>Okay finals dah habis. Paper terakhir aku screw up satu soalan. Salah buat arrangement untuk output. Dewan sejuk gile babi. Hingus turun naik mcm lif kt KLCC so aku putuskan untuk keluar awal sebab dah tak tahan. Tawakkal je lah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari patutnya pergi merewang ke Sunway konon konon ah nak celebrate tapi jadahnya tak jadi dan aku end up menari lagu Sanggam dalam bilik. Haha bol radha bol radha ! Nie mesej berkenaan ketidakjadian ke Sunway untuk org tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Since we are close, let me tel u sumtin b4 u hear it from sum1 else: im so fucking pissed off wit u.so many times i asked u whether 2day jadi or nt v go to sunway, u always said "yes!mestila jadi" u said we'd go after my prayer. at ***** tadi pun u said go back sleep 1st. n u now wat?after prayer i quickly ran back, bathed and changed n later jus to find out that u tak jadi pegi. ****** oso asked me to go bt i said i'd go wit u bcz sum1 said we were goin to celebrate sum1's bday. by that time, thay all went dy. n thanks to this im al alone nw doing fucking nothing. n dun even bother replying,u'll make it worse. i'd be fully sane by 2moro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha dramatik betul aku. Padahal geram je kot...hihi. Sorry lah aku mmg cepat geram dan sangat susah untuk marah. And jangan lupa ai memang dramatik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuti baru start but now I dun even feel like going back to Terengganu but then have to sebab kesian kt kupu kupu aku. Sebab nanti abang aku tak ada kt rumah.Abang aku sorang nieh nk pg outstation boleh pulak nak berebut luggage dengan aku. Luggage aku jugak dia nak. Beli je lah yang baru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aduhai abangku oh abangku. Lucu betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku stay back sebab kena settlekan uni app. kena daftar online lah tu lah ni lah....tak reti betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuti 2 bulan nie aku ingat nak pegi backpacking around Malaysia. Cheewaahhh  bunyi mcm duit banyak je. Haram betul...aku tgh planing nk pg sesat kt kawasan mana. Seronok kan tengok tempat orang? Kan? Ade sape2 nak ikut? Atau sape2 yang ade xperience backpacking share la dgn aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waaa sekarang dah boleh terbayang, wear shorts, retro glasses, pakai topi, jalan galas beg kt tepi jalan. Waaa gile cool !!! datang hujan, baru haru !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esok pg UKM untuk Bio filed trip...i can literally see my future now. Super cun. Tak sabar nak sambung belajar. Oh shit, aku lupa tentang kewujudan "exam" .....aduuuuuiiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini aku baru sedar yang tak ada ability untuk benci orang. Tengahari tadi adelah pompuan yang aku benci gila babi nie sbb dia nie jenis manusia yang menyusahkan duduk dekat aku. Dia borak borak....at 1st mcm meluat gila tapi entah kenapa 5 saat kemudian aku pun tak sedar yang aku pun sama borak and gelak2 dengan dia sampailah that small little gathering habis. Ade banyak orang yang aku tak suka for certain reason tp sekarang all of them end up getting along with me very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagus jugak mcm nie. Tak baik lah benci membenci nie. Aku percaya yang dalam dunia nie tak ada orang jahat, they are jus being difficult, that's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what de fak wei? Aku baru tahu yang bestfriend aku dah pindah rumah so aku takan dapat jumpa dia lagi !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fak Fak Fak Dem !! Macamana ni???????? Nie membuatkan aku lagi tak nak balik. Semua orang dah tak ada !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.A.K S.U.K.A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1104932336147645383?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1104932336147645383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1104932336147645383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1104932336147645383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1104932336147645383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/10/seperti-biasa.html' title='Seperti Biasa'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7202792234896615793</id><published>2009-10-25T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:44:21.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>i talk to you as to friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;I'M FEELING UNWORTHY AND  STAGNANT .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Tolongla aku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Kantung mata dah penuh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;siapa siapa,temankan aku menangis....&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/6015939875082060840-7202792234896615793?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7202792234896615793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7202792234896615793' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7202792234896615793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7202792234896615793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-talk-to-you-as-to-friend.html' title='i talk to you as to friend'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-924368493287430262</id><published>2009-10-16T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T03:44:02.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Aku Yang Makin Lame. (~_~")</title><content type='html'>Cepatla habis bulan 10 nieh aku dah tak larat nak mengadap Calculus. Tak tahan la aku nak mengamir nombor nombor nie. Cell cell neuron aku dengan meriahnya mengebom semua memori2 daun pisang Matematik Tambahan masa di bangku Form 4 &amp;amp; 5. Suka hati beb i tell you diorang lipat formula2 vector dan integration buat jadi kapal terbang kertas. Terbangkan dan kena bakar kena meriam buluh. Mahu menjawap exam, aku sendiri tak tahu mana nak mula. Hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadahnya; aku FAIL Calculus untuk mid-sem. Dan tadi test 3 pun macam nak retak otak aku naik space shoot cari macamana nak mula. Harap harap yang conteng2 kat tepi2 tu dapat markah jugak. Tapi, tapi....aku gila berkenan dengan ilmu Biology. Habis semua ah nama pelik saintifik aku dapat ingat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haram, formula Math takle pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodo betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huhu......anyway, life goes on like usual. Bangun pagi, gosok gigi, cuci muka, pakai baju pergi sekolah. Okay tipu, selalunya aku gosok gigi petang sebab lupa. Mujur aku tak banyak makan so tak ada lah naik bau sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak cerita panjang lebar pun tak cun sebab tak ada yang best sangat pasal hidup aku sekarang nie. Buku buku buku tido tido tido. Itu saja. Not kinda a rocking bachelor life i would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh maybe ada....satu kelas aku sekarang tengah meriah padankan aku dengan classmate aku. Sebab apa, sebab kitorang selalu bertekak. She's an Indian fyi, Hahaha....lucu jugak, mula2 aku kena boom, then satu kelas ada pasangan classmate masing2. Semuanya nak interacial je. Bodo giler. Budak2 nie ada nak kena lempang dengan maruku dengan aku nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.....nasib baik lah ada diorang. Ceria sikit hidup aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And by the way, sekarang aku rasa....entah la...macam bangga sikit kot dengan diri aku. Sebab apa? Sebab aku dapat bertahan lebih dari 5 minit hang out dengan budak2 Melayu lain. Bangga la bai, sebab sekarang nieh, aku rasa aku lagi banyak kawan non-Malay dari yang Malay sendiri. Budak2 Melayu yang aku boleh cakap lebih 3 minit pun boleh kira dengan jari, xyah susah2 guna calculator, sebab mmg sikit sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sumpah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rasa kekok ah. Rasa distant sangat.....im talking as if im not a Malay myself kan? Lupa diri betul.....dah nak buat macamana? You tell me lah h0w?? Adoii la......harap2 tak ada yang judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok....sekarang aku mahu tido (kot). Esok nak basuh baju, jemur baju, kemas rumah and pergi groceries shopping. Ingat nak pergi merewang tapi semua balik rumah. Haiz....tak suke doe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cis! aku ingat sekarang baru pukul 11. Pukul 3 pagi dah wei!!! Dah dah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-924368493287430262?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/924368493287430262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=924368493287430262' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/924368493287430262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/924368493287430262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/10/aku-yang-makin-lame.html' title='Aku Yang Makin Lame. (~_~&quot;)'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5827761320954674986</id><published>2009-10-03T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:44:38.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Lenyap.....</title><content type='html'>Ummie seperti biasa tengok berita TV3 terutama mahu tahu perihal di Padang.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia diam saja habis berita dia tanya aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kenapalah Allah marah sangat dengan Indonesia?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia berkerut senyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setakat ini maksudnya yang aku tahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah marah pada Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adakah Allah juga sudah sakit hati dengan Malaysia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5827761320954674986?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5827761320954674986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5827761320954674986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5827761320954674986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5827761320954674986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/10/lenyap.html' title='Lenyap.....'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2744975112860052887</id><published>2009-09-21T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:35:53.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Raya Aku Yang Sangat Best!!!!</title><content type='html'>Semuanya dah berubah.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernah dulu, berdenai aku merankak sebab miang bilah lalang buat tangan tak habis habis mengaru. Bodoh tak berilmu memang buat buat aku sumbing. Diamkan sahaja jika sukaan aku menjadi salah atau kejanggalan di mata orang. Lumrah manusia tak senang mata merenung lihat janggal orang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persetan apa mereka hasadkan...persetankan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semuanya dah berubah........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu, raya aku lain.  Mungkin kerana waktu usia subuh resolusi neuron untuk menimbang apa sebenarnya yang jatah dalam keluarga belum lagi berkembang. Waktu kecil, telinga kita sensitif pada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Adik, salam dengan pak long (etc lah siapapun). Meh sini, raya dengan pak long!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam hati hanya mengira berapa banyak duit raya yang mampu dikumpul. Sikit tak diendah kueh2, sate, lemang apa apa sahaja...semuanya duit duit yang dihambur yang tua sebagai tanda kau masih ditatang sayang. Konon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ke mana sahaja, sebelum pulang semasa bersalam, kelip kelip mata buat comel. Tak payah bimbang, budak kecik memang akan dapat duit raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bila kau besar, membesar pula dalam keluarga yang penuh dengan cerekarama melayu macam di TV3 setiap Sabtu, pasti kau rasa apa aku rasa. Depan2, sepupu saudara buat muka berseri..kan mahu raya kan? Cuba kau pekakkan telinga dan belakangkan mereka, baru kau dengar apa yang mereka rasa geli hati menganyam cerita tentang kau, dan di mana lompang hidup kau sekeluarga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raya aku hanya seumpama hari pertama yang tak perlu berpuasa lepas Ramadhan. Terlalu biasa aku rasa. Ada jalur darah dekat pun, hampir semua bukan baya aku, mereka pun buat macam tidak pernah kesah adakah keluarga yang lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dem.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adakah sebab aku sendiri ini yang sombong? Mungkin. Bagaimana mahu bersilah rapat antara keluarga kalau mereka sendiri yang menjauh? Tidak aku berkira siapa dahulu yang menghulur tangan bersalam, tapi jika sudah keluarga, memang kita adalah se.k.e.l.u.a.r.g.a. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan raya pertama sepatutnya hari keluarga. Tapi.....ke mana nya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Payah! Cukup payah jika kamu semua lalui semua ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rumah aku cukup sunyi setiap raya. Ya. Cukup sunyi dan untuk setiap raya. Aku pelik kenapa yang lain cukup berat untuk beraya di sini, it's not lah as if I'm saying my place is THE PLACE tp famili aku mudah sahaja ke sana ke mari dengan kereta buruk abah itu untuk ke rumah mereka instead. Inikan pula mereka yang lebih mobil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi solusinya hari ini, 1 Syawal.....kerna di sini penuh sunyi, aku hambakan diri melihat wajah wajah gembira seperti keluarga ex lecturer aku, &lt;a href="http://mygasolinerainbow.blogspot.com"&gt;Ms. Farina Abdul Jabar&lt;/a&gt; beraya. Nampak gembira dan meriah. Tersengih sengih aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lihat video salam raya kawan2 aku g US. Nampak mereka rindu pada famili, pasti raya raya mereka di sini sebelumnya meriah kan? Biar tak merasa raya di rumah sendiri, untung mereka tak merasa apa aku rasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanti, mungkinkah akan aku rindu raya di sini? Mungkin hanya rindu beraya dengan Mie, Abah dan Ku Amir. Yang lain......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya.Semuanya memang dah berubah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2744975112860052887?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2744975112860052887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2744975112860052887' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2744975112860052887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2744975112860052887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-aku-yang-sangat-best.html' title='Raya Aku Yang Sangat Best!!!!'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-9202953312613253756</id><published>2009-09-07T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:58:30.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Im Feeling Suicidal Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SqPow4tWwoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnipV7vpzyk/s1600-h/me+and+mie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SqPow4tWwoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnipV7vpzyk/s400/me+and+mie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398306564489858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Memperkenalkan satu satunya musuh / tukang urut / tukang cubit /tukang masak aku yang sangat best !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:] :] :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*diam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku kusut. Sumpah rasa macam nk terderai air mata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tak tahan. Semuanya macam dah too much to bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku mahu kawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-9202953312613253756?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/9202953312613253756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=9202953312613253756' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9202953312613253756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9202953312613253756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-suicidal-now.html' title='Im Feeling Suicidal Now'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SqPow4tWwoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnipV7vpzyk/s72-c/me+and+mie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5068301671341734897</id><published>2009-08-30T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:49:50.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Nampaknya aku macam sangap. ;]</title><content type='html'>Testosterone is jumping up and down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tengah tunggu orang yang sangat bodoh untuk jatuh cinta dengan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She must be stupid, to love a guy like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing except sekeping hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will the rush come hit me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5068301671341734897?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5068301671341734897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5068301671341734897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5068301671341734897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5068301671341734897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/08/nampaknya-aku-macam-sangap.html' title='Nampaknya aku macam sangap. ;]'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-701027680066737609</id><published>2009-08-25T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:45:31.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Ramblings....Baca la kalau sudi.</title><content type='html'>I hate Fall semester sebab kerjanya overwhelming sangat. Mana nak kejar nk buat research pasal bryophytes (early plants), gymnosperm (non-flowering plant), nak siapkan 4 lab reports, mahu buat dossier untuk hantar ke US, mana mahu studi untuk mid term exam lagi, calculus 2 lagi....agama sem nie bapak susah! exam soalan objektif ada 5 lima, semua takle jawap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha *sengih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we think that we have everything in control, we just don't kan? The same way I've been thinking that my hair would grow long nicely but then, it's now curling here and there out of control ! Aku tengok rambut dlm cermin pun aku sendiri nk tergelak, mcm rambut Marilyn Monroe!! Wavy kt depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcm haram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm....a few days ago, my housemates flew off to America and after 1 freakin year living and sharing every moment together, I couldn't send them off. And tomoro midnite, my dearest best fren pulak akan fly off ke Poland and again, aku tak dapat tengok dia walk through the departure gate. And she'd be there for 6 fucking years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan...kitorang membesar sama sama....pijak taik rabbit together, khianat doorbell orang together, and go gaga same2..tapi bila sampai the ultimate moment of perpisahan, semua tak dapat hadir. I've sworn with all of my heart yang aku akan hantar dia kt KLIA tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sekarang, termakan sumpah aku sendiri. Matilaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua nie buat aku fikir yang life nie tak pernah revolve around anyone pun. It just swirls around without wasting any time trying to give people even a gist of its bless. No matter how much you try, no matter how much you long for it. It just don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam naik spaceshot kt Genting tu, if you like it then you'd have the fun but then if you were a panic-stricken chicken, memang termuntah muntah lak korang masa kena henjut tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the exact moment, we adore its beauty, and keep living it the best we can kan? Look how unfair it is. Naaahh!!.. it is fair, it wouldn't be called life kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi i borak with my mum, so i asked her how's she doing. Dan dia jawap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tengok tu, ubat Mie ada sekawah lagi nak habis. Esok lusa pegi sepital, dapat lagi seguni."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's tough. Tapi tak pandai buat kek! Hahaha and I LOVE HER FOR THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum ada penyakit....erm...bukan penyakit laa sebab tak sakit...tapi satu "mende". Penyakit yang doc kate the last time he heard bout this "mende" was years ago even b4 my birth. Mende nie makes her kidneys penuh dengan bubble-like sacs, yang bila that sac pecah, dia akan kencing berdarah. So cure so far and she lives through her days withput any medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, mende nie like i said bukan penyakit yang sakit. I don't know what the hell is it. Aku tanya what the doc said pasal nama penyakit nie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawap : "Satu perkataan je, susah nk sebut so tak ingatlah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku risau, aku mula ungkit balik kisah mahu belikan dia Healin and by the time aku bukak mulut je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, Ku Amin dah nak bukak siaran membebel, Mie nak masuk tido dulu, byeeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................and there i was, gangga-ing in the kitchen alone. She got a medical issue and she just dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sengih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, how life is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbonggek aku sengsorang kt dapur. Mase tu abah tengah layan ceramah Pas kt Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life! It just insanely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kakiwangi: Eno, the hadiah i bought u jus now memang mahal ok? You better love it. Safe journey to Poland my dear and see you somewhere on earth nex year!  ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-701027680066737609?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/701027680066737609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=701027680066737609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/701027680066737609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/701027680066737609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramblingsbaca-la-kalau-sudi.html' title='Ramblings....Baca la kalau sudi.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8760553138907519892</id><published>2009-08-17T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:42:57.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Aeshah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to see you leave&lt;br /&gt;It was cruel when you walked pass thru me&lt;br /&gt;The night was cold like it had never been&lt;br /&gt;When ur smile is packed in the luggage in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all raining tears&lt;br /&gt;Only if u could hear it falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the pavement was indeed a sore&lt;br /&gt;Yet i stared and said "she was there jus now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composure is hard to regain&lt;br /&gt;When this love is a heart of a fainting man&lt;br /&gt;"She was there jus now" like I said&lt;br /&gt;As if the essence would never die away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that just it...&lt;br /&gt;"She was there jus now"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially for you Aeshah.&lt;br /&gt;I tahan myself just now from falling apart&lt;br /&gt;But the wall cracked open a bit and there gone the tears out.Words just wont be enough to describe how i feel now, but then lets just hold hands untill the day we die. Dat wud be just enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku semut dan kau jual gula.Sebiji gula yang kau bagi dah cukup buat aku hepi balik ke sarang dengan bangga.Tak perlu banyak, sebijik kecil tuit itu sudah cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything, my dearest goodfren. And this is my present for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8760553138907519892?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8760553138907519892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8760553138907519892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8760553138907519892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8760553138907519892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/08/aeshah_17.html' title='Aeshah.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-739287475385724766</id><published>2009-08-12T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:37:53.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Consider Hidup Aku Seksi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dua sebab untuk aku rasa hidup aku nie seksi. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1. Semalam aku finally ada reason untuk beli bunga tanpa sebarang perasaan seperti aku membakar duit. My faveret is Lilium Speciosum...tapi basically aku suka lilies...dan benci rose. Rose buat aku loya seperti mana Teletubbies buat aku rasa nak marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2. Sadiq datang dating Shah Alam and dia hantarkan bantal kekabu aku hari ni. Waaahh, bahagianya!! Good things are never this addictive. Malam nie, bolehla tidur atas bantal kekabu sambil tekup muka dengan bantal busuk sebab Bad suka berdengkur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:] Hidup mmg best. Tak kesaahhla....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aku macam semut yang kau lontar sebiji gula depannya...aku junjung gula itu ramai ramai, tanda bangga walaupun sebiji itu sikit tak beri manis pada air teh yang kau minum. Rahmat yang kecik tuit itu sudah cukup untuk buat aku senyum bangga satu hari.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walaupun life's not suppose to be fair but I've always like it when little good things come along the way. It feels just awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hidup jangan nak komplikated, nanti nak berak pun rasa serabut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-739287475385724766?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/739287475385724766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=739287475385724766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/739287475385724766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/739287475385724766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-consider-hidup-aku-seksi.html' title='Aku Consider Hidup Aku Seksi'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6567374271730260251</id><published>2009-08-07T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:33:04.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Bila Semakin Tua Seorang</title><content type='html'>Another chapter of my love story is officially closed and i've shredded all the love pages. It was a feeling of endless pleasure but out of line. So it was dangerous. Lebih baik aku suka pada yang sedia tersenyum lihat aku hari hari, tak mengapa jika tidak ditegur sekalipun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biar aku dengan cela aku segala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berhujung minggu selalunya sendiri, langsung tidak kesah jika 2 minggu sekali aku bakar nota kelabu 100 untuk roh berkeliaran menjaga kaunter tiket untuk pulang ke kampung. Di rumah aku ada musuh terhebat! Ummie aku!! Tak dilaung aku untuk buang sampah pasti kena panggil jemur kain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunyi buat kita tenung sayup ke belakang buat kira kira semua yang terlupa. Semakin kita dewasa, sesarang sosial mula berubah walaupun kadang kadang kita kata &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can't believe we are still friends until now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dapat rasa jika dengan si Ali, kau borak hari hari, terlupa pula aku mana mungkin kau berlari cari aku bila si Mamat buat kau sedih bukan? Pasti kau henjut henjut tangan Ali bila air mata kau jatuh mencuci lantai bukan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab Ali tahu semuanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab kau beritahu dia semuanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab semuanya lagi dekat pada Ali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab semuanya Ali, Ali, Ali, Ali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku? Aku tak tahu apa apa. Aku adalah sahabat baik yang jauh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada masa, aku sendiri galak pertikai sejauh mana bulatnya pautan aku dan teman dari sekolah menengah. Orang kata kalau dah berkawan dari kecik tahan sampai semuanya ada halkum, dah mula pandai bersolek, ke tuanya berkawan. Tapi berkawan apa, jika semuanya lebih kelam dari kelabu? Berkawan baik, tapi memilih tempat kau bersila cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan satu perkataannya, aku : KECEWA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walauapapun, life's like this and i know, you still sayangkan aku. Inilah namanya kawan. Kau dan aku. Masa memang kejam kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mahu pegang tangan dia, aku kata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You make me so happy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu sahaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siapa dia? Sudah tertulis belum terhakiki lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hidup ini memang tidak adil. Selalu kita dapat ironi banding minta-minta dalam doa bukan? Biasanya kita mahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Fall for someone (dapat) tapi sudah dua kali turun naik bangunan tu. Now, still looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Make a lot of friends (dapat) tapi ke mana semuanya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Duit banyak (dapat) and now i realise it is nothing but only as notes to buy stuffs and food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Dikenali dalam bersosial (dapat) tapi semuanya macam sunyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan banyak lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engkau ingat orang giv a damn bila kau cuba untuk baik pun? Engkau tak cari pasal dengan orang, engkau tak suka pelik-pelik, engkau tak berona pun, some people just full with bad stuffs lah. Engkau maniskan muka pun, juniors pandang kau macam seluar kau bertahi. Tuhan macam nielah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hohoho......Sounds like aku menyindir Tuhan? jangan kata aku salahkan Tuhan, jangan kata aku salahkan hidup yang tak adil ini, jangan kata aku salahkan takdir. Life suppose to be not fair. Barulah kita buka mata belajar. And sebab hidup aku tak adillah buat aku yakin Allah still sayangkan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6567374271730260251?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6567374271730260251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6567374271730260251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6567374271730260251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6567374271730260251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/08/bila-semakin-tua-seorang.html' title='Bila Semakin Tua Seorang'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5087178619115277802</id><published>2009-07-31T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:35:19.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Takut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aku paling takut menyonsang dari yang benar. Ikutkan hati, mahu aku terajang teman yang sanggup cakap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh, kau buat apa kat surau sini, Amin?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa aku mahu solat di surau. Pernah kau tengok aku tak solat ke? Sedar aku pada hak yang aku mungkin tidak pious macam korang semua. Tapi jangan mahu langkap aku macam aku ini kau tentukan harganya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aku layan semua orang seadanya aku sampai belakang ini, sebab sikap aku yang terima saja apa yang mereka cumbu, kata dan luah, aku rasa takut dengan jiwa sendiri. Kerna aku tahu, sangat mudah untuk jatuh bila warak sometimes sayup jauh dari hati.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku takut untuk senyum sebab kalau aku tak ikhlas pun, buat apa. Menjaga hati? Erm..sounds civilised to me. Tapi sayang, yang warak lebih dari aku pun tak tahu. Mahu berlagak lagi ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mahu lihat dunia dari setiap bucu. Aku tak kesah jika tangan aku kotor sekalipun, iktibar lihat mereka songsangkan yang lurus, jaja maruah semurahnya buat aku jadi tak keruan. Malas mahu mencanang kata hiba hati, I keep myself busy, distracting my soul from being flushed away by lust. Ke tempat maksiat tapi tak buat maksiat. Aku rasa bila ke sana, aku boleh buang nafsu nafsu jahat untuk jadi normal pada esok hari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab rasa ini, aku takut untuk menulis, takut mahu buka facebok dan takut membalas tanya khabar orang. Mungkin aku perlu berehat. Pulaukan diri sendiri dari nikmat teknologi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siapa kawan aku? Angkat tangan please..aku dah tak tahu bezakan kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku takut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5087178619115277802?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5087178619115277802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5087178619115277802' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5087178619115277802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5087178619115277802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/07/aku-takut.html' title='Aku Takut.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-9040420506275301966</id><published>2009-07-18T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:00:26.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Babi betul. Tolong lah Paham! Alahai</title><content type='html'>Haizz.......dah 3 hari aku hidup tanpa henpon aku.Mmg babi btul!! Tangan aku nie dah naik berkurap gatal mahu telepon and text hamba hamba Allah dlm phone list aku tu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesahnya...tombol baru rumah aku yang cap ayam mandul sebelum nie rosak, so okay, pihak kolej dah ganti baru. Rumah aku oldskul, pkai kunci mcm zaman2 dulu tu so aku tak tahu lah anything pasal kebabian tombol2 lopek nie. Dah berapa kali terburai situ, terkopak sini, macam celaka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab aku kan baik, so pagi tiga hari yang lepas aku ke pejabat untuk ambil kunci yang baru sebab mmg dah hampir seminggu rumah aku ditinggal tak berkunci. Nak kena sembelih dengan ayah aku kalau camera aku and laptop abang nie hilang? Memang mati la kena tenyeh dengan lada. Sumpah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as it turned out :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opis : Kunci awak duplicate sendiri ya?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku : Oraiiit, okay je. (takan setakat nak duplicate pun aku nak berkira kan?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opis : Bagi kad pelajar awak. Kami pegang sampai awak pulang kunci original.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku : Hah? Dah tu macamana saya nak masuk kolej?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opis : Awak belajar ek?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku : (dlm hati) Subhanallah dah tu apa jadahnya im doing here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opis : Ok ok....tinggal lesen memandu awak?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku : Haaahhh??!! Saya drive la.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku drive sebab kelas aku dari pagi sampai petang and most of the times aku stay back untuk kolej activities. Mahu harap bas kolej? Menunggu bas itu pun boleh tercabut kepala lutut nie hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Opis : Ermm.....tinggal hp awak lah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku : What??!! Dah tu macamana...............????? Haizzzzz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak tahu apa nk cakap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya aku hulur saja henpon usang aku. Sudah kelas aku habis lambat and biasanya bila aku sampai sini, pejabat sudah tutup and terpaksa la aku tunggu minggu depan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini tak masuk bab aku mahu sumpah seranah orang yang tak reti parking kereta ikut lot nieh. Lot yang cum cun boleh muat 6-7 kereta, ada spesis nie pegi bantai parking kereta diorg. Dari lot parking untuk 6 jadi lot parking untuk 2 kereta je. Aku nie yang penat dengan rehearsal concerto The Lion King, sampai nak parking pukul 10-11 malam hari itu apa lagi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"PURE BABI-NESS NYA PEGI PARKING MACAM NIEH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"KORANG TAK NAMPAK GARISAN LOT KE???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KJ, and kawang aku yang lain gelak saja. Last last aku yang nak meyirap nie tak jadi marah pulak. Redha jelah and parking lah biar pun jauh sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even worse, setiap hujung minggu mesti yang tinggal di rumah cuma aku dan aku dan aku. Mengadap laptop berbrudban pun aku sudah tak tahu mahu buat apa. Semuanya punya rumah dekat dekat, aku seorang jauh berteduh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahu tak rasa terseksa rasa seorangan? Mahu makan tak beteman? Mahu berbual pun tak berkawan? Semua yang in solitude. Aku malu berborak dengan cermin bila lipas yang lalu tepi tingkap pun ada teman merayap. Memang babi betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamon lah.....aku mc  dah outdated.Aku mahu tengok "Obsessed" "Hei Poter" "Ice Age 3" and banyak lagi. Tapi buat apa ke panggung kalau kiri kanan aku couple couple yang miang nak mampos. Nak french-ies pun ingat la u tu kat panggung bukan rumah urut bukit bintang.Loya bai dengan orang2 mcm tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila seorang mcm nie, naik public transport is an absolute torture wei...Tambah dengan mereka yang tiada kenal apa itu deodorant. Just if I were brve enough nak spray skit perfume aku kt ketiak berbulu tu. Jus imagine wei, bau nya bila berpeluh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even worse kalu ada orang yang cakap kuat kuat on the phone pasal deal itu, deal ini, bisnes itu ribu ribu, juta juta ini lah. Mahu je aku kata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"TAK IMPRESS PUN!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay abah aku pun mcm tu. Mwahahahahaha. Alahai.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang nie sudah pukul 9.42 malam and I dun even have my dinner lagi. Selsema pulak tu sekrg. Shah Alam mmg berjerubu skrg, environment mmg tak healthy langsung so mood aku pun mcm orang perempuan period. What the heck?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah.....semua orang.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;TOLONG LA PAHAM SAYA!!!!! TOLONG LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-9040420506275301966?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/9040420506275301966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=9040420506275301966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9040420506275301966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/9040420506275301966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/07/babi-betul-tolong-lah-paham-alahai.html' title='Babi betul. Tolong lah Paham! Alahai'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8249710520591715291</id><published>2009-07-05T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:34:47.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>You Steal It and You Take It, then I Kill It</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QDdRCjPB3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QDdRCjPB3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes....dat was what I feel. Sekarang tahu, hidup jangan tamak biar bukan pada harta pun. Ada masa kena ego. Ego yang tolng jenguk jengukkan hati bila mula menunduk tanpa harga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jangan ditelan apa yang orang sibuk sibukkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"You got chance, I tell you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"You guys look cute together"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"Coomeellllnyaa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"Go for it, Amin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a dying boy, I'm looking for the next place to stand proud as a man. Love doesn't have to wait, it comes when the time is right. Tak mahu menyoal kerja tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;tahigigi : ain't no broken heart sobbing here. She doesn't have to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*diam dan senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8249710520591715291?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8249710520591715291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8249710520591715291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8249710520591715291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8249710520591715291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-steal-it-and-you-take-it-then-i.html' title='You Steal It and You Take It, then I Kill It'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1186364053713717730</id><published>2009-06-23T17:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:02:55.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kami Adalah SeRumah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>B.A.D.U.T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SkDPdQXYZcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FrKfLjxnB5E/s320/DSC02617.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350504458832340418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Sakit perut tapi xnak berak ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setahun dulu aku masuk ke sini penuh impian. Dan aku tahu sini pasti bedanya jauh dari cinta gila aku di halaman. Cinta gila buat aku pening fikir berapa ela kain perlu aku beli untuk fesyen terkini agar orang suka aku. Hidup memang payah jika hati sempit tambah jika mulut bela saka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mulut lancang nanti tumbuh pelesit. Mahu bela pelesit dalam mulut? Tak takut terbongek tengah2 malam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toyol ke pelesit ke atau hantu kopek ke sumpah aku takut. Sebab itu sekarang diam itu cool. Lebihkan mendengar aku sedar aku nie bodoh la jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sana aku tampal otak di kepala lutut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sini aku semat hati di pangkal lengan baju&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahu gambaran aku buruk di mata mereka, sumpah aku tak jahat dengan orang. My heart is pink aku rasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia masih terhubung di sana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia sini buat aku terlupa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga kau sedar kini kau tiada, tidak sikit aku mengharap, cuma seorang sahabat. Mungkin badut untuk buat kau hepi bila sedih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dulu bingit mencari dengan mulut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Masih bingit kini cuma bersuluh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku datang dari tempat terbecak dengan lumpur tapi sometimes kulit aku manja jadi tahanlah jika aku kadang kadang berpenyakit. Tolongla sapu ubat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*diam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam jalanan sini........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dosa tak datang cari aku, aku pergi cari dosa. Terkinja kinja hurung setem neraka. Aku tahu. Tempat maksiat keliling dan aku tak buat maksiat dan aku tak megah kata tindak tanduk aku penuh pahala kah atau dosa kah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku biarkan saja peha aku yang Bad kata macam peha unta ditepuk orang. Sekurang kurang aku tahu mereka ikhlas. Aku jahat pasti mereka kata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kerna aku lebih rela berpeluh peluh berjoget dengan my boys and my girls dan hilang dalam music berbanding buang masa makan, kumpul lemak dan kentut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rela habiskan duit mencari tanggungan malaikat. Dan jangan kata aku jenis yang bakar duit kalau kau tak mahu kena terajang masuk dalam logi tahi. Hidup aku jangan pandai pandai nak pegi pajak gadai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku lebih rela menipu walaupun aku tak berniat agar hatinya tak remuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sila silalah jelikkan aku. Go ahead, give me ur best-est shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidakkah kau fikir yang sometimes we just simply find ourselves sucking off the bittersweet and bloody-tasting lollipop of vengeance in protest over all the frusrations we have been living? Bukan membentak kerna apa yang tuhan tak bagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan habis sahaja minggu ni, cuma akan tinggal aku dan Badrul. Mara scholars are finishing off their preparatory program by this week and it seems like everything is marching towards a solid fullstop. Maybe i should have just let the water drained in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badut badut yang suka kutuk aku dan buat aku senyum setiap hari : Juwe, Sadiq dan Aishah are flying off to Minnesota, Penn State and Drake respectively. Dan aku mungkin the New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SkDPdrI3WRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/A0vM4U_ez_I/s320/DSC02664.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350504466019211538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sadiq lepas terpedaya :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SkDPdzrZ3nI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bkvda767a-A/s320/DSC02696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350504468311563890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my overly-everything room8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gila aku bersyukur dapat kenal and berbonding dengan diorg semua. Everything have changed since the first time I met them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingat aku hari pertama daftar, aku berebut katil dengan Sadiq and Bad. Juwe takut nak mengasap depan aku takut kena marah. Aku heran dengan Bad yang selalu oversleep. And diorg pun sama dengan perangai haram aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*senyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dua impian dah boleh tick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Hidup gembira dan bermakna (room8s and backbenchers and semua)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Chatting dan kenal AisahBad. Sebab aku suka sgt dekat dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SkDPeG-OaSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/newq9Y9-BzQ/s320/DSC02892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku dan Aishah....yoohoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sumpah aku tak boleh nak tahan air mata ni kalau dekat airport nanti. Nanti verbal abuse perkataan "bodoh, benggong, banggang, sampat, celaka, pantek, pukimak" akan hanya antara aku dan Bad saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah...fuck ah. Air mata nk kluar dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1186364053713717730?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1186364053713717730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1186364053713717730' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1186364053713717730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1186364053713717730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/06/badut.html' title='B.A.D.U.T.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SkDPdQXYZcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FrKfLjxnB5E/s72-c/DSC02617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-272204354595785045</id><published>2009-06-17T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:47:11.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kami Adalah SeRumah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Dalam Air Pun Aku Berpeluh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So last nite dinner went awesome. I ended up in the top 10 best dressed list together with Juwe, my over-ly bangga diri roomate but he was the one who went home with the winner's teddy bear. The event was pure fabulous. Purdy ladies were everywhere, they really shook the dining hall to its foundation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadiq kata "Worth every penny weiiiii!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha aku tak pernah kesah pun. Btw these were at the soiree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJw8tkGvI/AAAAAAAAANA/pnjy41YBdSY/s320/DSC02877.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316769014782706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanges, Alia and KherLee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They worth the front cover I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkGwC7Q_TI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FHQZZXI-djo/s320/DSC02873.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313454968110386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Awesome wei!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkGuyEAjLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/o7QIOD8xrtM/s320/DSC02814.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313433261509810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadiq and Asila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comel gler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJyI6GwTI/AAAAAAAAANg/XnhGU5raDJM/s320/DSC02917.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316789468479794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Event Manager, Sonia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJx-l7KNI/AAAAAAAAANY/qBxmAGFacZs/s320/DSC02907.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316786699479250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roomate !! (~_~)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkGvAhVagI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bs0-etxowd8/s320/DSC02822.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313437142608386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roomate oso!! Bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJxas5nzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/en6mOMQt7t4/s320/DSC02893.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316777065062194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HuiMing.....Comel gler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJxIII4CI/AAAAAAAAANI/-ifnGLXCj0o/s320/DSC02887.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316772079034402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the best dressed female&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so CUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkGvkl29qI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0rvRPBKSHhY/s320/DSC02868.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313446825260706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku, Asila, Sadiq and Sundrina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sundrina nie slalu cakap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Amin kalau borak mesti pasal akademik je"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkGvdk6UcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Gor2Ll7Pt2U/s320/DSC02866.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313444942238146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Feena, Mira and Munirah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hati aku nak tulis pasal something else. Cuma tangan aku tak tahu apa nak taip. Malam nie aksara nampak janggal dari anak mata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku tengah makan dalam sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jangan benar aku mati awal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Malam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-272204354595785045?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/272204354595785045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=272204354595785045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/272204354595785045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/272204354595785045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/06/dalam-air-pun-aku-berpeluh.html' title='Dalam Air Pun Aku Berpeluh'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjkJw8tkGvI/AAAAAAAAANA/pnjy41YBdSY/s72-c/DSC02877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3353849830609969722</id><published>2009-06-15T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:35:00.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Let The Man Bucks Up His Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ikhlasnya, aku banyak lupa tulis entri entri seronok dalam jalanan hiruk pikuk aku. Mungkin sebab melancap kot. Mungkin juga selalu makan asam. Kadang kadang jadi blogger ni susah jugak. Kerja part time tak bergaji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak boleh ke dapat idea untuk menulis tu kadang kadang berzaman zaman. Maybe this is why sometimes I just prefer to read rather than to write. Reading, totally out untuk aku. Membaca buku tebal mahu mahu yang macam Harry Potter buat aku loya. Tak pasal pasal boleh pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ermm...aku sakit lagi..i mean again. Entahla doktor kata multiple insect bites and campur dengan allergy. Macam celaka je menatang nie. Dahla gatal, sakit lak tu. Time aku menggaru, I tell you the feeling is like so cun!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Biasalah, bila doktor dh cakap jgn digaru and bila digaru tu, macam tahi lah naik bengkak and lebam. For once again, macam celaka. Tengok la belakang aku lepas ditepek dengan ubat. Badrul, my freakin roomate boleh je bantai lukis orang lidi kt belakang aku dengan ubat tu. Hohohoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjYnZ7fW-6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Eoo7wAzbBwk/s320/amin.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347504933968477090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bukan apa, aku dari dulu always be the one who catches all these weird infections. If it is in my gene, when do I get to get over with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When hell freezes over!! Watever la. Daa nak baik daa skrg. Sebab doktor pun tak le nak figure out, what kind of penyakit I'm suffering from here.Mana tak-nya, nampak macam ciken pox, but it is not. Lebam plus gatal plus sakit. Antibiotik besar nak mampos. Ubat tahan gatal bleh lak nak rasa masin dengan pahit. Tak paham btul aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My besfren is going to Poland this year and some of my frens are flying off to America this August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yess!!! I have just purposely gotten myself a brand new coat from G2000 sebab coat yang abah aku punya mcm oldskul gila. Nak sewa dekat Sri Hartamas cuma RM50 tapi bila tengok gambar model model diorg, naik geli aku. Abah aku boleh pulak nak suruh aku buat custom made. Mahal gila babi kot. So for now, takpelah sebab ekonomi tka sihat kan, I stick to the retailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay fine, aku kinda spoiled. But I AIN'T gonna do any fungus farming on my body okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update terbaru barang barang aku yang hilang !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) My sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2)My black jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3)My polo shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4)My Ne-Yo hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Serious shit I tell you, memang panteekkk!!!!!  This one goes specially to the asshole(s) yang ambik barang aku. Bodo laaa...Stop taking my stuff can or not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And aku basuh bilik air hari nieh. Sinki macam haram je. Baru dua hari aku tak de kat rumah untuk wiken, dah warna nak jadi macam cendol dah. Sekarang : Sumpah bersih!! Huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay bye.Nak pergi mengundi di Seksyen 17!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3353849830609969722?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3353849830609969722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3353849830609969722' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3353849830609969722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3353849830609969722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-man-bucks-up-his-ass.html' title='Let The Man Bucks Up His Ass'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SjYnZ7fW-6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Eoo7wAzbBwk/s72-c/amin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7884164689183910860</id><published>2009-06-11T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:13:06.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushaf Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Something Nonsense...</title><content type='html'>If I had a girlfriend today&lt;br /&gt;Today is her extra lucky day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy her a dress and stiletto&lt;br /&gt;As if it were her bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take her out for fine dining at a secret atelier&lt;br /&gt;Keep her tummy full whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sneaked her out from class&lt;br /&gt;Drive away with a vespa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a lori cendol tepi jalan&lt;br /&gt;Sit still while sedut-ing it like orang gila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a girlfriend today&lt;br /&gt;If and only if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]    :]    :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-7884164689183910860?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7884164689183910860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7884164689183910860' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7884164689183910860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7884164689183910860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-nonsense.html' title='Something Nonsense...'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3315525735545118210</id><published>2009-06-07T23:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:01:47.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Makan Telur Rebus Kentut Busuk</title><content type='html'>Kali ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali pertamanya aku terherdik sumbing pada dogma kering aku citra pada bayu tiupan dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali pertamanya aku nokhtahkan kiasan bertari atas dinding tempat belakang aku bersandar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali pertamanya aku sengaja corak sumbing nota musikal, menggila dalam diam setiap aku bersua dengan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu bunuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunuh dan harus mati jangan hidup lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali pertama kotak hati aku sepahkan. Mengasing antara sekala genre celaru buat laskar kayuhan berat untuk terus tersenyum dengan sinikal teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, tak berkudrat untuk melayan kisah kisah pendek. Kalau hanya untuk sekadar datang kemudian bawa diri, usah datang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hambat pelesit hama agar menggaru tak perlu terjadi lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua mahu ia macam itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh.&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan.&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin..........................................untuk aku tawarkan dia pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward dan......entahla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepastinya, aku perlu bunuh dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ngerti aku kenapa perlu aku dan dia? Dia sudah kata bukan, bukan dan bukan macam aku. Korang semua dengar bukan? Pekak ke? Sudah, sudah jangan buat dia kata suatu kenaan apa hendak dia pada seorang teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku diam tanda aku terasa. Tanda aku sakit bila mahu membalas "A'ah, cinta u mmg refundable dengan cash kan? I came from the dump, gila babi I tak mampu kot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mmg tak mampu mahu afford sesuatu selain sekadar senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marah bukan tipikaliti aku, jadi aku diamkan bila hampir 20 minit dia ulas prince charming dia. Kecik punya lah....aku sikit tak kisah, aku tak lahir dalam banglo so boleh la kalau aku mahu kata aku tak berapa paham apa yang kau cari sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya macam dialog kartoon yang di fast forward tahu? nyit nyit nyit macam bunyi tikus kena sula. Tak paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyum jelah.Dah aku memang takle nak kata apa lagi dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, aku harap kau jumpa. Semoga rezeki kau murah.  Siapa tahu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti, ia kena dibunuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apapun, ia memang sudah mati terbangkai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3315525735545118210?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3315525735545118210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3315525735545118210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3315525735545118210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3315525735545118210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/06/makan-telur-rebus-kentut-busuk.html' title='Makan Telur Rebus Kentut Busuk'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2024939793782087649</id><published>2009-05-27T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:23:25.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>BoyFren Materials?? Lucu tp Tenkiu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sh0jL9MPYcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X8T-cCR7gng/s1600-h/yuho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sh0jL9MPYcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X8T-cCR7gng/s320/yuho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340463421442712002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Angin kalau kita dengar betul, mungkin isinya lucu...Hidup macam nie lah.Malas ketepi segan ketengah. Nanti apa orang kata.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu aku pernah kata aku ini Single. Available. Desperate. Sebab apa? Ya... sebab aku buruk dan mungkin ada yang berkata sangap mahu bercouple. Sekali, aku bukan Melayu tipikal yang control macho dada tinggi depan perempuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pergi mampos la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pernah kata pada sahabat, Eashah, "kalau ko nampak aku control macho depan pompuan, ko jangan cakap banyak, ko campak je aku dalam kandang babi mana mana, okay?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau aku rasa nak menangis aku redah je. Buat apa la makan dalam, mati cepat ar bro. And in fact, i cried several times already in front of my girlfriends, so macam what the hell la kan kalau orang kata aku ni kurang "manly".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mereka bodohla kalau cuba timbang timbang "manly" side aku....takan nak suruh aku bukak seluar kot. Come on people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mengomel nie bukan aku emo nak berlaga buku lima dengan sapa sapa cuma lucu aku tengok budak budak control macho ni... Waahh....dia punya mulut, sweet talking sugar coated kot. Dia punya mata, fuuh! kenyit kenyit. Bersandar kat sidewalk terlupa perut buncit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAKE la man. F.A.K.E! Tahi tahu tak tahi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juga aku selalu ingat, sebab perangai aku yang macam haram nie, muka tak malu, huhahuha sana sini and jarang amat lepak dengan geng2 se-melayu kt kolej..... boyfriend materials itu mungkin bukan aku punya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi...ada sahabat yang bagitahu ada bunga anonymous nie kata aku ada boyfriend materials. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like "biar betul" and "What the hell? Me? Boyfriends Materials" ? Tapi dalam hati jelah sebab masa tu mulut memang dah penuh giler dengan makanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entahla...aku rasa lucu sebab selama ini tak pernah orang kata macam itu biarpun dekat belakang je. So apapun terima kasih pada dia walaupun it is so unlikely that she'd be reading this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh nanti aku ada malam prom...prom  ke? Mampos la apa pun. Ada fashion show and aku dah awal awal kena tarik jadi Elvis Priestly. InsyaAllah aku mahu beli suit, itu pun kalu Mie dan Abah kasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahu pergi ke prom pun tak ada date..anyone mahu jadi date aku? Dinnernya 16June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh..aku akan pulang ke Kemaman hujung minggu ini sekali dengan all my tersayang-ly sampat room8s! So, kalau mahu join makan ikan bakar free, datang la rumah aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;] Okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2024939793782087649?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2024939793782087649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2024939793782087649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2024939793782087649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2024939793782087649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/05/angin-kalau-kita-dengar-betul-mungkin.html' title='BoyFren Materials?? Lucu tp Tenkiu'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sh0jL9MPYcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X8T-cCR7gng/s72-c/yuho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8028880431037304771</id><published>2009-05-17T21:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:19:28.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kami Adalah SeRumah'/><title type='text'>Just When Your Life Goes Up In Smoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FVM1FGI/AAAAAAAAALo/5kPdXquFpz0/s1600-h/edt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336822824628982882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FVM1FGI/AAAAAAAAALo/5kPdXquFpz0/s320/edt5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Karib pada rahmat dari langit, sedaya aku jauhkan hakiman setan pada hati. Lebam pada realiti kononnya suatu cinta pada yang pasti. Kepelikan mereka yang suka berkata seolah kalam dunia mereka punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kalau habuk kisah itu seindah photo sudah di touch up, okay fine. Menanglah aku tak kesah. Sumpah tak kesah!&lt;/p&gt;Hidup ini macam nie lah. Kadang kadang matahari dikejar kejar mahu baju kering, bila badan berpeluh lecuh, lari lintang pukang kejar awan redup. Tak cukup? Marahkan awan kedekut perah rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku, kau, dia, kamu, mereka............semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma jahat kita lain lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita memang tak pernah faham. Ada masa terlalu malas mahu faham kerna semuanya memang senang. Lainlah jika basuh berak pun mahu diajar. Tak malu pada kucing, sudah berak sendiri ingat kambus tanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi....... some kucing moden berak dalam pasir wangi, tak kambus pun. Malas. Kelakarlah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FD0PtoI/AAAAAAAAALg/TvGhs83PqIo/s1600-h/edt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336822819962467970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FD0PtoI/AAAAAAAAALg/TvGhs83PqIo/s320/edt4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa aku? Mana aku berdiri? Semuanya bukan milik orang. Orang baik selalu dipulang baik juga. Tapi aku tak baik. Jahat. Adakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila hati sakit, biasalah mulut pun ringan. Tapi kenalah. Kata orang marah tanda sayang kan? Jika tiada kesah, lagi jahat lah aku. Jahat pada diri sendiri okay, jangan celake dengan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FKKLZsI/AAAAAAAAALY/bqKlyADh7zY/s1600-h/edt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336822821665072834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FKKLZsI/AAAAAAAAALY/bqKlyADh7zY/s320/edt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sebab bila tiada yang mahu muntah juga sama sama bila makan sushi, malu jugak. Itulah sahabat. Tak kesah kau macamana pun, aku cakna sebab itu aku bising kadang kadang. Sudah tu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah guna gelas, basuh la. Tuala lembab2 sidai la. Air janganla sangkut kt tingkat sampai basi. Sampah jangan main selit merata-rata, nnt lupa. Makanan jangan la bagi masuk angin. Tahu tak apa itu lemau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it just me being exactly the person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-0C2qv4I/AAAAAAAAALw/wmncXvj-4N0/s1600-h/edt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834622274322306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-0C2qv4I/AAAAAAAAALw/wmncXvj-4N0/s320/edt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sebab when your life goes up in smoke........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-07qcNUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uWVSsVpGPSU/s1600-h/edt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834637523858754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-07qcNUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uWVSsVpGPSU/s320/edt3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You just have to hold on to those nearest ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-0qPFBHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-M2MXvzDaBI/s1600-h/edt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834632845689970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA-0qPFBHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-M2MXvzDaBI/s320/edt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you always know where their lair is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0E3FFONI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xL_qo-WQ72U/s1600-h/edt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336822816543422674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0E3FFONI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xL_qo-WQ72U/s320/edt3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know how they actually look like even when you got blinded by your pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0EyjaBRI/AAAAAAAAALI/HfmPBwyEMWg/s1600-h/edt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336822815328437522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0EyjaBRI/AAAAAAAAALI/HfmPBwyEMWg/s320/edt4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they would never mind even if you put a shitting bird on their head. Hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sudah itu, semuanya sama.....apa yang mahu diheran?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Senang....jangan la heran. Sempurna itu bosan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s : aku dah sehat sepenuhnya. No more loya macam mahu mengandung watsoever. Kasih pada doa semua. &lt;/p&gt;ngantuk laa...nak tido dah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8028880431037304771?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8028880431037304771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8028880431037304771' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8028880431037304771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8028880431037304771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-when-your-life-goes-up-in-smoke.html' title='Just When Your Life Goes Up In Smoke'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/ShA0FVM1FGI/AAAAAAAAALo/5kPdXquFpz0/s72-c/edt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3501728210425566536</id><published>2009-05-09T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:04:29.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Doakan aku...Tolonglah.</title><content type='html'>Aku sakit dada sekarang. Lena aku susah, lemas dada dihimpit sakit kesah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat aku sudah mahu meningggal pagi tadi.Semalaman aku tak lena dan telan berbiji panadol untuk tidur paksa beberapa jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah kunyah antacid dan muntah 6 kali hari ini. Kasihan cuma aku seorang di rumah seperti sakit sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perit ini buat aku mahu pulang ke kampung. Jauhnya aku dari tangan ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mie, tolong urut dada adik.Sakit sangat Mie, sakit sangat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3501728210425566536?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3501728210425566536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3501728210425566536' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3501728210425566536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3501728210425566536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/05/doakan-akutolonglah.html' title='Doakan aku...Tolonglah.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8116326651870851131</id><published>2009-05-02T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:19:45.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Kau Gay.Aku lurus.Ada beza?Kita memang banyak dosa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ini satu rahsia : Shhhh...aku rasa aku baligh sekali lagi.Seyes ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benggang benggang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenal aku pada insan laki laki ini.....biasa saja seperti teman lain.Ahh tipu...tiadalah aku kenal rapat cuma kenal saja.Suka aku borak dengannya kerna dia sengal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu saja ayamkan aku.Hangin jugak kadang kadang.Lama juga borak kemudian baru dia sendiri mengaku selama ini dia menipu aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupa rupanya dia "people like us" @ plu @ gay.Dan dia kata sedang usaha berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : kalu ko anggap aku adik ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : jawap truthfully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : mase ko dgn all those guys, apa yang korang buat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : aq cma pnah main ngn xxxx(bf aq) n scndal aq dak jhor tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati "What the fuck??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paling tidak gemar aku orang menipu aku sebab aku ini lurus.Kau gebang la kata kau saudara Dato' Siti atau beg Louis Vuitton itu ori, memang aku percaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba bayangkan....tiada sebab apa apa orang mahu kencingkan kau? Apa kes? Selama ini aku jujur jika kata apa apa, yang kau mahu menipu kerana apa bodoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang pula kau kata "Aku faham kalau ko dah tak mahu kawan dgn aku?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau ingat this world revolves around dada kau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : aq xniat nk tipu ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : aq nk sgt kwn ngn ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : sbb ko slalu sgt wat aq hepy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : jarang org wat aq hepy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : amin aq xpaksa ko jd kwn aq lg pasni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : aq sdar aq xlayak kwn ngn org2 baik cm ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : shut up la bodoh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau kata lagi "Aku tak sanggup tipu kau sebab aku anggap kau macam adik aku sendiri"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : i can take a lot of things but cheating...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia : aq xlayak jd abg amin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : u already are la bodoh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : u r my brother &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku : bodoh betul la ko ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau memang bodoh, kau tahu tak bodoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak sanggup tanya mana benar apa kau terangkan selama ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh bodoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak aku kisahkan apa kau. Cuma jangan tipu aku lagi.Aku mahu sayang semua. Hidup pendek ini biar semuanya indah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaikat itu bukan aku. Aku juga banyak buat dosa. Sengaja atau dosa kering memang berguni.Semua orang ada sisik gelap. Aku juga keji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahsia yang lebih sempurna dibiar berhabuk dalam balang. Jangan buka jika banyak yang terluka. Siapa boleh kawal hukum alam? Cuba kau fikir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya aku tahu, kadang kadang ada orang fikir "nasib baiklah aku Islam.Kalau tak baik bunuh diri saja.Hidup pun dilaknat" Mungkin segelintir bukan semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita tahu itu dosa tapi buat juga. Lepas buat barulah nak ambil kalkulator nak kira berapa tahun masuk neraka...Manusia ni memang sama sama bodoh. Buat, menyesal....tapi buat lagi kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini memang la macam nie, macam haram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab setan kan memang selalu tawar harga murah untuk barang baik? bukan payah pun nak tolak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spekulasi general aku bukan untuk semua.Jadi jika memang kamu molek, maafkan aku. Ini kaca mata aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak, aku tidak marah. Jauh dalam, aku bangga pada berani kamu untuk come clean. Tak tentu jika aku ada perut untuk sahabat aku begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita memang tahu kita jahat banyak...&lt;br /&gt;Kita memang tahu kita macam haram...&lt;br /&gt;Kita memang tahu kita tidak warak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada penghujung hari...kita memang tahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kita manusia belum lagi insan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8116326651870851131?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8116326651870851131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8116326651870851131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8116326651870851131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8116326651870851131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/05/kau-gayaku-lurusada-bezakita-memang.html' title='Kau Gay.Aku lurus.Ada beza?Kita memang banyak dosa.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3750962747373914688</id><published>2009-04-27T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:04:10.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Memang Nampak Baik Tapi Aku Ni Jahat Banyak.</title><content type='html'>All the best things in the world are whether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~fattening&lt;br /&gt;~immoral&lt;br /&gt;~illegal&lt;br /&gt;~belong to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sinful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa aku dah buat semua kecuali untuk "belong to someone else"...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan buat hanya semata mata kerna aku mahu terpalit dengan tahi....cuma aku memang gemar lihat sisip sisip masyarakat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti semesta lepas...aku ke bukit bintang beriya iya mahu cari kenalan jual dadah. Aku rasa aku jumpa tapi sebab aku takut tak sempat U-turn aku patah balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahu saja aku hisap rokok, bercelak, sarung baju seluar hitam sendat dan bercanggung Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan Melayu tipikal yang undur sebab normaliti moden kata jangan. Jangan salah orang, bukan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku bukan Melayu tipikal, aku rasa aku bersalah mungkin sebab aku ghairah dengan tegukan tuak jalanan, aku pengaruh teman yang baik. Aku rasa sebab aku, dia jadi begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku yang suka pada yang kabur terang. Tidak sedikit menahu aku pada mata lain yang lihat. Bagaimana agaknya jenis catitan dicop atas dahi hitam ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang tahu aku tidak baik. Aku jahat sikit. Tak sikit, banyak juga la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi baik, orang selalu ejekkan.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi jahat, memang sah sah kena label on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab inilah, aku segan berkawan dengan mereka yang baik. Tak layak untuk aku duduk sebelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada semua rakan, terutamanya kau..maafla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A VERY BAD INFLUENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3750962747373914688?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3750962747373914688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3750962747373914688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3750962747373914688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3750962747373914688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/04/aku-memang-nampak-baik-tapi-aku-ni.html' title='Aku Memang Nampak Baik Tapi Aku Ni Jahat Banyak.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1749615661474651133</id><published>2009-04-23T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:59:19.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Kenapa Kau Bodoh Sgt Hah,Bodoh?</title><content type='html'>Kenapa jika kita baik, mereka ludah ludahkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau jika mendajjal, mereka anjing-anjingkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tunjuk pada orang yg hidup itu indah mereka bilang kita mencium bontot orang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa perlu kau doakan celaka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh betullah... kalau kumpulan itu yg kau kata bangga, julang tinggi la banggang. Kenapa perlu kau sibuk tonyoh punggung busuk kau dalam apa kami buat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami cara sendiri. Kami ketawa bukan kerna seluar kau carik nampak bontot atau sebab apa yang kau buat tak cukup bagus.Gempak kau kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan sebab aku kisah tapi sebab aku rasa kau memang bodoh la. Cuba kau tenungkan kalau pondok buruk hina kau orang mahu injak injak sebab apa? Sebab mereka pun tinggal bawah longkang. Kau tidak rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aik, kau apahal, sampah?" bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kau mimpi seketika kau orang papa kedana, satu hari jalanan kau ketemu semut semut jinjit roti kecil dalam mulut. Bijak pandai kau, memang malas cari rezeki sendiri, cemburu Tuhan lebihkan semut dari kau sendiri, kau hina hina kan roti kecil itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think pig&lt;br /&gt;Think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......tolong la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar kecil mana pun, kami bangga dengan apa kami buat, kami usahakan. Yang kau mahu bawa mulut sial konon kami kaki bodek pada orang apa hal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau ingat semua tak berakal? Bodoh la bodoh.....kenapa kau bodoh sangat hah bodoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't even give a danm kau mahu ludah, muntah atau berak sebab mual dengan kami. You hate us but we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your reflection baby sebelum kau bilang punggung orang lain besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang benar tak faham kenapa. Kenapa? Perlu ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut the fuck up la wei.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bodoh bodoh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1749615661474651133?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1749615661474651133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1749615661474651133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1749615661474651133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1749615661474651133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/04/kenapa-kau-bodoh-sgt-hahbodoh.html' title='Kenapa Kau Bodoh Sgt Hah,Bodoh?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2845398808489418966</id><published>2009-04-18T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:24:56.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Kadang kadang aku rasa macam nk cekik masa.Nak bakar fizik dan nak bom gravity!!!</title><content type='html'>Kau rasa bahagia untuk 5 saat.Dan bila masa hilang berdetik, sesaat kau seranah macam kau terpijak tahi lembik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hidup memang macam nie" tagline aku yang sangat dibenci. Mereka kata bunyinya sangat redha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tahu apa lagi yang aku tunggu. Apa mahu aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*angkat bahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester bunga sedang pergi. And things won't never be the same again though we've promised it wouldn't change a thing. Lucu aku kenangkan apa yang jadi pada diri aku. Nevermind perangai palat aku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucu sangat. Terlompat lompat acah petik gitar. Melalak huhahuha sana sini. Ketawa tak sedar diri. Kena marah dengan kawan. Belanja ratus untuk presentation. Melalak lagi. Huhahuha sekampus adfp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada takdir semua masa dah bungkus dalam karung dan aku simpan dalam kotak hati. Kadang kadang aku rasa mahu benci :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa yang hambat kita ke depan&lt;br /&gt;Fizik yang riak pada berubah&lt;br /&gt;Graviti yang sokong penuaan&lt;br /&gt;Karma yang menjelir bila aku susah&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan yang rebus jiwa kelana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua aku benci. Tapi mereka tiada aku mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkoyan yg aku pungut masa aku berlari dari awal tahun hingga semalam. Semalam yang jadi bukti bahwa aku bukan lelaki macho yang berselak lengan kikis airmata biar tak berbau orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puisi tentang jiwa aku lurut hingga jadi apa yang sedukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua berucap sembah kiriman tika bunga itu hampir luruh. Aku tahan empangan dari pecah cecah lantai hingga mata aku sendiri pecah bertarung sebak. Bukan aku menagis cuma mata ini mengalir deras. Malu? Mampos ar......aku bangga mereka nampak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi jika aku malu pandang cermin muka. Bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua Allah hias dalam mangkuk hidup aku. Kerna aku dapat famili lagi. Abang and kakak yang cun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma satu aku menyesal sesak untuk kali ini. Kerna aku sibuk, luntur harap pada mahu duduk berluncur dan bercerita tentang dunia dengan mereka. Itu saja. Yang aku kesal pada cinta hampa pada langit biru tak keruan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mahu berlunjur sama Alip. Banyak aku mahu cerita tentang siapa aku suka, mahu usha siapa, apa jadi dgn Zahra semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang. Tak pernah sempat. Cuma itu jadi kesalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why beautiful things must always end so fast?" aku tahu jawapan cuma enggan terima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2845398808489418966?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2845398808489418966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2845398808489418966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2845398808489418966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2845398808489418966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/04/kadang-kadang-aku-rasa-macam-nk-cekik.html' title='Kadang kadang aku rasa macam nk cekik masa.Nak bakar fizik dan nak bom gravity!!!'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-5323658308711539386</id><published>2009-04-10T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:53:39.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushaf Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Aku Sambut Air Mata Kau, Sahabat. Kau Sabar ya?</title><content type='html'>Entri in khas untuk seorang sahabat aku yang berduka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau seru cinta pada malam langit cerah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meminta minta pada luka hampa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan malam kau kata pada tangis menghilang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ucapkan salam pada yang benar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau rabakkan bulan sisihkan malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kerna dia gering tiada berita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kemudian kau toreh pada hijabnya siang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agar sinar esok kau nampak sekarang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau mandir atas titis hujan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tunggu takdir meludah sisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gugup hati dimamah soal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mana mungkin tidur kau selesa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau tangiskan hati berdarah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Terima kenyataan bukannya sial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sedih punnguk pada bintang memagar bulan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau pulang seribu kesah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku.Kami.Semua sama meredah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berlari sama mengejar bayang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habis sabar aku suapkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pada ikhlas doa kami ikhtiar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laut gelora tetapkan tenang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Terik siang pulangkan kuat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasir pantai butakan sampah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kita menangis cintakan rahmat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahabat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegang tangan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sentiasa ada sayang engkau.InsyaAllah semua selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5323658308711539386?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5323658308711539386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5323658308711539386' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5323658308711539386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5323658308711539386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/04/aku-sambut-air-mata-kau-sahabat-kau.html' title='Aku Sambut Air Mata Kau, Sahabat. Kau Sabar ya?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-3840707859660082494</id><published>2009-04-07T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:43:19.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Kalau Nak Mandi Bogel Boleh Tak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bualan satu (03.04.2009 @ Noddle Station @ SACC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hema Sekaran : Why people go clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;Thanges : Aiyo...no need la you go clubbing at that all cikai cikai punya club.&lt;br /&gt;Hema : Kenapa? Why? Aku tak paham? Kau kata clubbing itu best.&lt;br /&gt;Thanges : No..because you will get your breast grabbed.&lt;br /&gt;Hema : So...people go clubbing just to get their breast grabbed laaa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bualan dua (03.04.2009 @ Noddle Station @ SACC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amin : Hema, u eat that cream you will fat.&lt;br /&gt;Hema : What????!! I will grow fat if i have SEX???!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua di atas tiada makna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semesta bunga 2009 tinggal 3 minggu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk dua Indian dance untuk menari satu malam nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kirim pada Ainul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ainul! Urgent! I need a girlfriend! Find one for me!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mimpi, aku dan rumates pergi gym.Semua kurus kecuali Sadiq.Sbb perut dia makin memboroi masa berlari atas threadmill.Sampai pecah threadmill tu.Lepas itu,maki hamun aku dan yang lain sebab tak angkat kain baju dia masa hari hujan minggu depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku minta maaf kt Fazira sbb last sem aku ada presumption yang buruk kt dia.Aku kata aku jahat dan kerna hidup memang macam ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mungkin sebab ni bulan selalu sunyi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa aku makin lame dan memboringkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macamana nak tahu hah bila jodoh sampai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi basi mula mula tumbuh serabut putih kan? Lepas tu jadi warna hijau. Kemudian biru. Kemudia kelabu....boleh tak jadi bungkus bungkus buat tapai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi pasar malam beli nasi tomato sekali ayam bakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kak kak....kuah suku ya? Kuah suku"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh adik, kuah suku tu sikit sangat la dik"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh kat sini kuah suku bukan kuah asing kerr?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dalam bas hari aku terlelap tido meleleh air liur.Terhantuk kt cermin masa langkah bonggol jalan, aku jaga. Pandang tepi.Okay diorg tak perasan.Kesat dan sambung buat tahi mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaif kata ada orang tu nampak macam ada Syndrome Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam tandas INTEC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mak cik cleaner : Awak hisap rokok dalam sini.&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Eh mak cik. Saya tak merokok la.&lt;br /&gt;Mak cik cleaner : Alah, sekarang tak hisap la, nanti bila kena tangkap barulah.&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Cuba mak cik tengok gigi gusi saya. Tak ke cantik tu mak cik.&lt;br /&gt;MAk cik cleaner : Alah sekarang tak mengaku.&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Dah yang mak cik nk tuduh saya kenapa? Saya wangi kot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mak cik tu terus blah.Aku senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut mandi waktu malam sebab takut rumates aku rakam dan post pada YouTube.Takut sebab mandi bogel kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa yang suka curi barang aku nih?!!! Palat btul...Aku sudah hilang 3 boxer and sehelai sweater. Dapat la aku orang tu, aku paksa dia blowjob mak nyah kt kedai gunting sebelah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak bleh, vice versa!Sumpah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aku nak ikat dia kt Lorong Haji Taip dan sangkut signboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I dun wear underwear inside"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kat leher sambil ada anak panah tunjuk pada groin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Open for business.Free"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasa nih curi barang nih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kerna sabar anda baca ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-3840707859660082494?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/3840707859660082494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=3840707859660082494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3840707859660082494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/3840707859660082494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/04/kalau-nak-mandi-bogel-boleh-tak.html' title='Kalau Nak Mandi Bogel Boleh Tak?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-7109074970945410805</id><published>2009-03-30T00:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:40:52.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Mike: Ini Video Ganti utk New Mexico.Mende Yang Macam Budak Sekolah Pun Kalau Kau Enjoy, Boleh Jadi Best.Kau Tahu Tak? #002</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PEq9YZl2DA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PEq9YZl2DA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak kesah nasarcissitic atau tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADAH AKU BEST!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy folks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*senyum senyum&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/6015939875082060840-7109074970945410805?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/7109074970945410805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=7109074970945410805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7109074970945410805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/7109074970945410805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/mike-ini-video-ganti-utk-new.html' title='Mike: Ini Video Ganti utk New Mexico.Mende Yang Macam Budak Sekolah Pun Kalau Kau Enjoy, Boleh Jadi Best.Kau Tahu Tak? #002'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2476469924132286766</id><published>2009-03-28T22:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:25:09.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Mende Yang Macam Budak Sekolah Pun Kalau Kau Enjoy, Boleh Jadi Best.Kau Tahu Tak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrgghh...shit shit shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tahan..tak tahan...mahu juga aku buat entri ni.Seinginnya ingin aku peram sampai 2 3 hari lagi sebelum posting tapi tak tahan,tak tahan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pada hari American Parade lepas. Tema julung ini adalah "Cartoon" and aku dan a few other boys lagi jadi prince charming kerna kami pilih dongengan Jackson : A Cinderella Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kami takhta JUARA atas kepala!!!! Yesss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cun tak? Ah tak kesah ar apa korang kata. INI MEMANG CUUUUNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah kasut aku pakai bertapak besi. Sangat sangat pedih berlari dan berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mampos ar, paling sempurna aku gembira sekarang.Dengan dadah dadah aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318256305058220786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc497p96CvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j8TBuh8-Ze0/s320/prd+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A day before....banner yang simple-ly mantap. Thanks Ain and the gang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318256311854451346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc498DSQSpI/AAAAAAAAAII/ARnizdFcz4g/s320/prd+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ini teman ball-dance aku : Xiong Yi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318293192216913186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc5fexV3pSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rAC6DKj7ZPY/s320/prd+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waah..Fifi yang hemsen. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7UsvmHwxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aWJUMAGNrFo/s1600-h/prd+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318422075126825746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7UsvmHwxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aWJUMAGNrFo/s320/prd+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gila romantik Shasha....phewiitt.. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc5ffq5b9gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/d-OxD0icL9U/s1600-h/prd+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318293207666914818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc5ffq5b9gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/d-OxD0icL9U/s320/prd+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ciumlah aku Thanges..uuuuuuu" hahahaha macam celake je.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc5ffV7A8iI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uvhBgc83rTM/s1600-h/prd+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318293202036388386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc5ffV7A8iI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uvhBgc83rTM/s320/prd+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku jugak laku.....hihi...anyone interested? Desperate nih. Kui3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NnUIoIwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lb9cpq21QsU/s1600-h/prd+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318414285274620674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NnUIoIwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lb9cpq21QsU/s320/prd+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The princesses....muah *flying kiss and i'm dead!! Lawa tak?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NnFkgToI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Oug4pQ4Qy_Q/s1600-h/prd+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318414281365016194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NnFkgToI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Oug4pQ4Qy_Q/s320/prd+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waahh...so cun i tell you.Boleh dah sapa2 mahu meminang nih.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NngwDOXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kB9F6aUiCPA/s1600-h/prd+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318414288661199218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7NngwDOXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kB9F6aUiCPA/s320/prd+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kami sedang bergossip tu sebenarnya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc4979aJwuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/M2CVMaDF3SA/s1600-h/prd+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318256310276965090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc4979aJwuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/M2CVMaDF3SA/s320/prd+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread the love wahai umat manusia!!! Kacak wei...Rasa bagai budak sekolah pula.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7Utn_FPVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/42wzBFDKS3w/s1600-h/prd+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318422090263903570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7Utn_FPVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/42wzBFDKS3w/s320/prd+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The princes standing at the tepi longkang. *panggil kucing* waah waah kacaknya...hihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7RsB5-GII/AAAAAAAAAKA/DMhAmXJ05Tg/s1600-h/prd+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318418764327164034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7RsB5-GII/AAAAAAAAAKA/DMhAmXJ05Tg/s320/prd+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuh fuh fuh fuh!! Nak sangat kisses! Fuh fuh fuh! Btw, itu lecturer Calculus aku, Sir Ikhwan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7QFFV0XzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u67hMzBK7XU/s1600-h/prd+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318416995722747698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7QFFV0XzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u67hMzBK7XU/s320/prd+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once camwhores always camwhores.Hemsem tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7QE2u2gZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_eC3_AnjteE/s1600-h/prd+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318416991801213330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7QE2u2gZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_eC3_AnjteE/s320/prd+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buat muka! Buat muka! Buat muka....hahaha macam haram.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318416988552127058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7QEqoNYlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HxPzOoOhjz4/s320/prd+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eiiiaaikkk!!!! Kami muka biru.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7RsdeM25I/AAAAAAAAAKI/25MDCSYfRmA/s1600-h/prd+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318418771726883730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc7RsdeM25I/AAAAAAAAAKI/25MDCSYfRmA/s320/prd+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesuatu tentang gambar ini mahu aku lafaz....tapi biarlah.Biar aku seorang simpan. Kalian jangan pikir yang bukan2.....tp hemsem tak aku? Mwahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku dah amaran awal2, 2 3 entri akan berbaur nacarsisstic, pada yang repulsive sila undur.Juga pada yang mudah loya, mual dan muntah sila sediakan paper bag ya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ada juga sedikit drama drama jadi dan aku dengar lepas parade ini. Juga yang melibatkan aku. So to whom it may concern, I'm sorry but hey, open up la wei, think,think! Aku malas nk confront so biarlah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku khayal lagi.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2476469924132286766?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2476469924132286766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2476469924132286766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2476469924132286766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2476469924132286766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/arrgghh.html' title='Mende Yang Macam Budak Sekolah Pun Kalau Kau Enjoy, Boleh Jadi Best.Kau Tahu Tak?'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc497p96CvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j8TBuh8-Ze0/s72-c/prd+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-1929004108935631411</id><published>2009-03-28T03:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:25:25.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>Hantu Malaya...</title><content type='html'>Beberapa entri sekitar ini berbaur narcissistic sebab aku mahu julang tinggi apa yang aku sibukkan minggu ini.Juga sebab aku sedang high dengan dadah. Lagu juga teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mahu sisip buang mana mana pikir tentang dunia dan sedut puas puas sebab takut orang lain dapat. Sebab aku takan pernah puas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini tentang Halloween. Nanti juga menyusul video aku menari thriller dan video lain. Pada Mike, maaf wei tidak ada lagi video yan cun tentang new mexico #002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat apa post kalau tidak cun kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua jenis hantu ada.Lidah terjelir jelir macam dajjal pun ada.aku jadi joker kerna itu saja yang paling mesra-duit untuk aku cuma perlu cat muka saja.Bapak besar air mata aku. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317959554933900722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0wChm6xbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/du80Sv1etCg/s320/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lady Isis and Joker ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317959555759700578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0wCkrzemI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/E5mTZF5vE1I/s320/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Dudes.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0wCJbtGaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mUK8vOT2J4I/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317959548444416418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0wCJbtGaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mUK8vOT2J4I/s320/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angels on earth? Wear glasses somemore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0z1YlLQEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Mjpgw7xtRI0/s1600-h/DSC01705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317963727218884674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0z1YlLQEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Mjpgw7xtRI0/s320/DSC01705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ju On Seksyen 17 Shah Alam. Epal tu sedap sangat weii....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317963729346814610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0z1ggg4pI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qys1cqf1thk/s320/DSC01716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biology lecturer turns Dracula......Sir Ishak yang sangat baik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0z1gDotjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gwofGDI6woI/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317963729225692722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0z1gDotjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gwofGDI6woI/s320/DSC01727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baju merah itu Aishah B. Katanya mahu jadi nyonya tapi "Babi ar Amin ko tahu tak? Aku dah dress up nak jadi nyonya malam ni, tengok tengok tak menjadi lak. Babi betul la!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03vzqjlXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4ncHRFe4AGo/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317968029456504178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03vzqjlXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4ncHRFe4AGo/s320/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kakak2 dan Abang2 senior....cun giler wei I tell you..Baju gempak pun tak bisa julang best costume. Akhir akhir, class rep aku yang nonchalant giler dan cikai jugak menang.Jangan marah ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03vwIYA7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lrQGORxWpjw/s1600-h/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317968028507833266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03vwIYA7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lrQGORxWpjw/s320/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kangkang Amin...jangan tak kangkang.Buang stress sebelum menari Thriller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03wBYk6kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xD_axO_2uSo/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317968033139190338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc03wBYk6kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xD_axO_2uSo/s320/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ramainya hantu Halloween.Memang gempak sial malam itu. Badrum Muneer nih muka merata rata betul. Sudah tema sama dengan aku.Sampat betul la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc07NYk1neI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oo0IJeWBbi4/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317971836115721698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc07NYk1neI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oo0IJeWBbi4/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms. Asma dan abang sayang.You guys look so freaking sweet together and so sorry for the eardrum-tearing cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc07NqMosaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hCQ-gg-IyPc/s1600-h/DSC01738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317971840846049698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc07NqMosaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hCQ-gg-IyPc/s320/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roomates tersayang minus Ungku Syafina :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317971844259621746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc07N26fq3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Rdl5snNQUFM/s320/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lawanya nenek kebayan...Apsal lak setan ni cute hah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317973992304231954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc09K5APRhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6ck7-zRgXRM/s320/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puas berseronak jadi kuli la pulak. Macam celake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc09L_ZHDDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OsbkqPKbWZQ/s1600-h/DSC01754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317974011199032370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc09L_ZHDDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OsbkqPKbWZQ/s320/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abang2 Hemsen minus aku la for sure....sbb aku tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ini untuk Halloween...Suka sangat.Entri seterusnya ada tarian lagi. Kali ini aku janji ada video cun punya wei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malam itu aku jadi joker dan menari dan melalak segiang hati.Peduli apa, yang benar aku gembira. Walaupun aku rasa airmata hitam di pipi itu terlalu gedabak untuk aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s : C.I.N.T.A itu dadah.Aku mahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-1929004108935631411?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/1929004108935631411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=1929004108935631411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1929004108935631411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/1929004108935631411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/beberapa-entri-sekitar-ini-berbaur.html' title='Hantu Malaya...'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/Sc0wChm6xbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/du80Sv1etCg/s72-c/DSC01702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-4595450901385913643</id><published>2009-03-22T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:26:48.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C.I.N.T.A aku Zahra (Mana Dia?)'/><title type='text'>Lelong Lelong Lelong Lelong</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mahu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Cinta apa kau mahu?&lt;br /&gt;Sahabat? Teman? Musuh? Kekasih?&lt;br /&gt;Aku ada semua..&lt;br /&gt;Tidak aku tidak jual benci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mahu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi&lt;br /&gt;Kemana hilang cinta aku?&lt;br /&gt;Siapa ambil?&lt;br /&gt;Zahra? Tidak, dia sudah tiada.&lt;br /&gt;Siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Kamu? Dia? Siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Ke mana cinta aku hilang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mahu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Cinta, kamu masih di sini bukan?&lt;br /&gt;Cinta, kamu tahu aku sunyi bukan?&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tahu aku rendah, lemah bukan?&lt;br /&gt;Tiada orang mahu cinta aku kah?&lt;br /&gt;Mana dia? Mana dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mahu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Oh maaf, cinta tiada.&lt;br /&gt;Hilang.&lt;br /&gt;Tak tahulah dia kemana.&lt;br /&gt;Tolong aku carikan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa itu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Cinta itu apa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm standing at a crossrad while pondering, totally oblivious of how each road would make the difference for i thought that this is only a transitory fullstop full of irony, hilaridy and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once i said that no matter what, loving people would always be my forte but as it turned out, it was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unprecedented vicissitude allows inferiority complex to kick in and it is quite a rueful, mourning moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a shame to put this into picture or to bring to public discourse for the pulchritude of life was only to be seen and discovered by those who see with their heart and listen with their thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do I? Of course i rarely do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the other hand, am no titan to bear with the slutty bitch and miles away from a paragon, who would only fit with a fabulous coquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an average budak kampung. I came from the dump and worked my ass off to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may look snobby but come say "hi" for i would always smile sincerely.All my friends are busy building their empire with pens and memory box and i am dressed with endless presentation, problems and all I want is someone to talk to and laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much too ask? I bet it is and maybe that is why everyone is acting like they forget my mobile number.It's okay though.Kerna aku juga begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where has my cinta been or who has taken it away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am single, unattached, available and desperate. I need love,a joie de vivre,who can fill up my flaws and remind me important dates like my mother's bday which i hardly remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I am like"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mahu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi mana itu cinta?&lt;br /&gt;Tolong aku carikan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-4595450901385913643?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/4595450901385913643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=4595450901385913643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisah Seorang Lelaki'/><title type='text'>Cuma mahu menulis sesuatu</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lucu pertama (ini bagi aku saja kot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eii aku tak boleh ar peluk peluk.Geli laki sama laki"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nak peluk?Beres..Meh!Meh!Sapa nak peluk?Kita peluk sama sama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latah teman aku bila mahu berpeluk sebelum pulang bercuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucu kedua (mungkin juga bagi aku saja)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang sakit kaki ini tertongek tonggek terhencot hencot ke pekan untuk cari bahan untuk American Indulgence Week dan presentasi aku nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab tangkai jering mahu belanja besar aku singgah di pasaraya ciput nama dia BIG10.Mungkin jajahan kalian juga ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terhencot hencot aku yang macam orang dapat senggugut turun naik tangga cari barang.Lecuh leher aku berpeluh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takpa takpa.Kifarat dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah memborong baru aku sedar BIG10 memang tiada trolly.Tak ke macam celaka?Susah payah aku jinjit semua barang atas perut mahu turun sebab semua cashier tingat macam haram tiada yang menjaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur sampai kaunter bawah tiada orang lagi.Dalam mengah aku pergi bayar.Tengah si amoi belek belek cari bar kod datang la ah long sorang ni bawak berborak dengan amoi tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amoi tu punya terbaek layan ah long tu bukan main terrer dia jadi cashier.Semua barang aku dia scan pakai otak dia kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot pet pot pet pot pet pot pet pot pet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layan punya layan taaadaaaa amoi tu dah siap bungkus semua barang dan siap angkat mahu hulur pada tangan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, tidak scan lagi r ini barang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh,minah ni tanya aku pulak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hanya ini aku boleh kongsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf ya semua sebab hidup aku memang boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-5509870653868751461?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/5509870653868751461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=5509870653868751461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5509870653868751461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/5509870653868751461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucu-pertama-ini-bagi-aku-saja-kot-eii.html' title='Cuma mahu menulis sesuatu'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-8167590591077487878</id><published>2009-03-14T07:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:28:26.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>KETUAT dan doa makan.</title><content type='html'>Baik......kaki aku sakit sangat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak tahu mana celakanya, aku dapat 8 biji ketuat bawah telapak kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian gatal gatal meluncur ais, aku terima 4 lagi blisters dekat tumit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAKIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa? Kenapa? Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan pengotor. Aku selalu basuh kaki. Okay, tipu. Bukan selalu juga tapi selalu la jugak! Aku pakai selipar dalam bilik. Aku selalu basuh stokin! Kasut aku selalu bersih dan wangi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa? Kenapa? Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan main seksa aku berjalan sana sini. Ya ya ya, aku tahu letak ubat. Ubat ketuat ini acid kot. Sekali aku titik pada yang luka, mahu terkencing pedih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah mahu baik, kulit pulak daah merekah tunjuk daging. Cuba bayangkan kalian luka, kemudian ada toyol datang perahkan limau nipis kat luka itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestkan rasa dia? Kan? Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAAAKIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat nak potong je kaki aku tapi bila pikir baru aku sedar yang aku ini bukan cicak yang sesuka hati boleh tumbuh ekor balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi aku timbangkan mahu rebus tempat ketuat tu, tapi nanti tak cun dahla kaki aku. Bukan boleh makan pun bila kaki aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada sesiapa yang tahu ubat ketuat yang deras sembuh, khabarkan. Nanti konfem konfem kalian masuk dalam doa makan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nka berak.Babai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-8167590591077487878?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/8167590591077487878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=8167590591077487878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8167590591077487878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/8167590591077487878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/ketuat-dan-doa-makan.html' title='KETUAT dan doa makan.'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-6608474746063727617</id><published>2009-03-13T01:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:30:51.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yang Tak Berapa Siknifikan Tapi Nak Tulis Jugak..'/><title type='text'>Jamban..</title><content type='html'>Mata bengkak. Mata pedih. Mata kuyu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menangis macam perempuan malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab perut memulas, aku rasa sudah GAGAL ujian Calculus tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua ilmu hilang tertinggal di jamban setan!! Sudah la jauh dari dewan. Sunyi lagi tiada manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELAKA and SAMPAT betul.....redha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-6608474746063727617?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/6608474746063727617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=6608474746063727617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6608474746063727617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/6608474746063727617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/2009/03/jamban.html' title='Jamban..'/><author><name>C.E.@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15713903879769863506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SnxTyl9jjsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLqnftyM5DE/S220/GuardPost.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015939875082060840.post-2222451055177446380</id><published>2009-03-09T00:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:29:25.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kami Adalah SeRumah'/><title type='text'>Warga Yang Bosan</title><content type='html'>Cendana, Bilik 1506 ada 4 jenis makhluk makhluk pelik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sadiq : Hidupnya rokok, rokok rokok. Baiknya perangai juga lucu fiil. Suka ajuk buat orang. Sampai Ustaz pun kena sekali. Lucu sgt. Perkara pertama bila bangun tidur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Panntat la, mana rokok aku" "Pukimak betul la!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*bunyi nk garang je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Juwe : Ore Kelate.Sama macam aku.Mengutuk orang perkara no. 1.Semua kena. Juga sangat baik. Selalu juga belanja aku KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Budak Hemsem"&lt;/em&gt; dia puji sendiri. Hahaha. Juga melucukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Moon : Sangat, sangat suka buat tahi mata. Juga baik. Katil macam tongkang pecah. Simpan nasi dekat meja dah dekat sampai sebulan.Dulu aku bukak dah jadi hijau. Sekarang tak tahu kaler apa sudah. Gerun mahu bukak. Bau dia mesti kaw kaw punya lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Amin (aku) : Sesekala enjoy membebel. Suka bersih, beli baju mahal, dan mandi sangat lama. I mean sangat sangat lama! Juga baik dan jahat. Jadi pendengar tekun cerita Sadiq tentang berat badan dia, Herbalife dia dan macam macam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bosan dan cuti jadi mahu pergi mandi air terjun.Kerna memang kami makhluk tiada kerja jadi putuskan mahu ke Janda Baik, Pahang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah hari kami tiada kerja........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310870953665795858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQA_oEwlxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AfUq7sOnqgk/s320/sejuk+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Separuh Bogel 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQEZwI1A0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/iW6A9CmJEPw/s1600-h/sejuk+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310874701041828674" style="WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQEZwI1A0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/iW6A9CmJEPw/s320/sejuk+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.Separuh Bogel 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQGcJrVsMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vE3lhmiFO4Y/s1600-h/uji+bakat+iklan+shampoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310876941280456898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQGcJrVsMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vE3lhmiFO4Y/s320/uji+bakat+iklan+shampoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Lihat Rambut Ku. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mcm haram)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQJObPVp6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/de1qPgHhPLE/s1600-h/studi+jgn+lupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310880004011567010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQJObPVp6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/de1qPgHhPLE/s320/studi+jgn+lupa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.Ada Calculus test niih.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQKzrBMqjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VwxT17RtVP0/s1600-h/mau+balik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310881743414012466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQKzrBMqjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VwxT17RtVP0/s320/mau+balik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Nak Blah Da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQMAVITZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-O00wsZ_MDY/s1600-h/mau+balik+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310883060388161394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQMAVITZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-O00wsZ_MDY/s320/mau+balik+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Mobil Yang Berjasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQOrHSey_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H5h1wfv90MM/s1600-h/mau+balik+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885994430385138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQOrHSey_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H5h1wfv90MM/s320/mau+balik+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.Kami Memang tiada Kerja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQNNjBlgWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OjwdACtWveg/s1600-h/tgk+mata+dia!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310884386968011106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQNNjBlgWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OjwdACtWveg/s320/tgk+mata+dia!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tengok Mata Badrul!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQQAGrkyxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8ur_0ufe1n4/s1600-h/celaka!+buat+haram!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310887454556080914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQQAGrkyxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8ur_0ufe1n4/s320/celaka!+buat+haram!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.Buat Celaka Kat Aku yg ZzzzZz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s : sebenarnya tak jadi pun pergi air terjun sbb kena masuk hujan. Hish tak sanggup kot nak berdepan dgn lintah and pacat. Eii, majority kami amat penggeli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*senyum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbQOrHSey_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H5h1wfv90MM/s1600-h/mau+balik+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015939875082060840-2222451055177446380?l=bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingkisandamaikasturi.blogspot.com/feeds/2222451055177446380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015939875082060840&amp;postID=2222451055177446380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015939875082060840/posts/default/2222451055177446380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Jangan Usik : Nie Dadah Aku Nih'/><title type='text'>K.A.M.I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbExku-Wd7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/0izmUCf9_K4/s1600-h/Cool+People.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310079942801127346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JjkaR-aPqco/SbExku-Wd7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/0izmUCf9_K4/s320/Cool+People.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INTRODUCING......&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; KAK KIAH CORPORATION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha....konon konon ala KAMI la nie...tak kesah kata apa.Setidak dan sekurangnya mereka jadi ganja mudah larut dalam darah dari subuh dan senja hingga tertemu subuh kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali celaan hidup aku terasa tertanggung semula.Tidak bimbang hakiman orang, kutukan kelas sebelah yang lame....aku ketawa sekuat hati.K.A.M.I lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"THE BACKBENCHERS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada Shasha (Shaif), Mimi (aku), Fifi (Aliff), Kher Lee, Alya juga Thanges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan soal kenapa itu shasha,mimi dan fifi.Sebab aku juga tak mengerti.Boleh aja jika kalian mahu panggil aku Mimi.Mwahaha.. sangat sangat jambu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan bertenggek atas barisan belakang sekali dalam kelas dan boleh didengar hingga ke block sebelah.Prior kepada K.Lee, suara seperti hailer beribu voltan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*diam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanya sini aku berbogel emosi tentang carutan pada lara yang hampa.Hanya sini aku teriak celaka pada mereka yang menghina.Hanya sini dan hanya kalian yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama kali aku punya lair lain bercerita.Pertama kali punya dadah yang benar benar mengkhayalkan.Pertama kali aku benar rasa mereka itu sahabat seperti juga aku pada mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada mereka aku mula buka bab Zahra, konflik keluarga, rasa emosi aku dan rahsia tergelap aku.Aku khabarkan Aliff antara yang paling aku geruni manusia tahu.Semalam hampir menangis aku depan Alya dan Aliff, sama sama kongsi tekanan jiwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tahankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerna sebelum, hanya aku yang bangkit berkawan pada mereka yang tidak seperti kawan.Aku muak bosan dengan tidak caknaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and only if you ever try to know what's killing me all this while.Naaaah.Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sayang kamu jadi aku tak mahu kamu bazirkan masa kamu juga masa aku juga.Teruskan dengan jalan pilihan kerna aku sentiasa ada di belakang untuk kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walhal aku sangsi itu pada kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, aku cuma mampu bercinta dengan yang termampu aku pegang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shasha : seorang comel dan periang tiada riak emosi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mimi : punya hidup indah bagi mereka yang tidak mengenali.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fifi : hemsem.Hihi.Cool je.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;K.Lee : gila kuat suara kak kiah ni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alya : riang ria dan sgt photogenic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanges : selalu memalukan diri sendiri.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami adalah K.A.M.I. sendiri....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : ainul, faidhi, limah, z, lini, ain, apek dan sesiapalah.Bukan aku sisihkan kalian.Kalian bukan mereka dan mereka bukan kalian.Cuma........... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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