<?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-6309194032199871036</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:45:51.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floored, Flat out...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8850997306482258298</id><published>2010-06-17T06:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:20:04.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to feel like i don't care, but i can't help but bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shouldn't feel like this, but i can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You seem very fine to have got "rid" of me, but why do i keep on fighting for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe there is something worth salvaging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or maybe i finally tell myself to not give up like I've always done and keep running through and dodge them bullets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, i don't know. i guess i have to ride the waves and accept the circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i don't wanna keep on ranting. but i can't tell anybody anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;she would probably think i'm clogging up her space with my problems, if they seem like problems worth going over anymore. if i'm wrong please do tell me so. cos this is how i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;another thing i don't get. exactly how much space is needed when there is a request for space? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;do i need to automatically know where the line has been drawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is there a book pertaining how much space should be given in the case of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"bf-vs-gf: the case of the time off"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;am i supposed to stuff whatever habits accumulated during this one year into the drawers, onto the dressing table and leave it till there is finally use for it, or in this case, you think its OK for 'us' to resume, or, end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;unlike you, i don't rely on friends to 'meditate'. but with you i just crumble. no friends can bring me up. nobody. but you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you do not understand how much importance you hold in my life. or you just simply choose to ignore because according to you, "do not underestimate my cruelty".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;trust me, cruelty is a small word for what i know you can become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;thats it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm gonna try to tuck in now. not that you know anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;toodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6309194032199871036-8850997306482258298?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8850997306482258298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8850997306482258298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8850997306482258298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8850997306482258298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/06/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8766828946760036726</id><published>2010-04-27T10:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T10:32:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ermmmm.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to sleep. I fell asleep. And i thought that'll be the end of that.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garbage truck driver just had to wake me up through his constant loud horning, just to make his presence known to the banglas, who were probably having their breakfast, to open up the shutters for the garbage place thingythingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i cannot sleep. I don't wanna wake gf up. she needs her beauty sleep. Haha... Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had this sudden urge to turn the laptop. After surfing, i had this strange urge to blog. Haha.. Wierd right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, like the title says, i don't really know what i wanna type down. So yea, errmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly to Mir, i would miss you being so near yet so far. Woodlands seem so far although its just a tiny island we live over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, i read some things over the net just now. Got a few things that made me a bit sad. Or maybe i'm just playing up the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's ending people.&lt;br /&gt;Global warming is real and many people or children are dying. Shiatte... i could be a UN ambassador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Liars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are accusing other people of lies and betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;Immunity makes people think they can get away with anything.&lt;br /&gt;Sex is becoming too public. And wanking off is just not the way to go anymore. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;And god is so angry he chose to shake the world a few times these past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. It was quite an unpleasant morning to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i leave you with something i wrote quite a long time ago, yet unpublished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;My damn feet are cold&lt;br /&gt;The fags are not working on me today&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calm, agitated much.&lt;br /&gt;So you think i won't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;or even uncover it?&lt;br /&gt;However you might think i don't know,&lt;br /&gt;However you think i can forgo.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the middle finger to you&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of your world.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, fuck him, and fuck you every little queer&lt;br /&gt;Who have sought or even thought bad abt me.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i just found somebody,&lt;br /&gt;High and mighty, brought to it knees,&lt;br /&gt;In shame, unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;So i trudge on, chin held high&lt;br /&gt;With the facade of being nothing else&lt;br /&gt;But perfectly normal in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I might bite you hard one day,&lt;br /&gt;But for now, i'll settle for nibbling on you&lt;br /&gt;Slowly before i get there,&lt;br /&gt;Someday.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8766828946760036726?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8766828946760036726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8766828946760036726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8766828946760036726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8766828946760036726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/04/ermmmm.html' title='ermmmm.....'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8794416163064740574</id><published>2010-01-15T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:33:16.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but just a man. I try my best but sometimes, well, more often than not, I slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, ego. I give in only at the last minute, stubborn like a donkey. But you are always on my mind, and I always want the best fr you. Even though that doesn't always come true, I try to give you the next best thing. The things I do for you, us, I do with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted you to know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8794416163064740574?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8794416163064740574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8794416163064740574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8794416163064740574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8794416163064740574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-you-i-am-but-just-man.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-748420332332315165</id><published>2010-01-14T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:32:57.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just when all seems fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And all pain free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You jab another pin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;jab another pin in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;                       - Metallica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-748420332332315165?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/748420332332315165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=748420332332315165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/748420332332315165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/748420332332315165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-all-seems-fine-and-all-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5108876806268359173</id><published>2010-01-07T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:39:16.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fucked up today. Big-ass time. She shouldn't hve to get hurt like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5108876806268359173?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5108876806268359173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5108876806268359173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5108876806268359173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5108876806268359173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-fucked-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5402386395541063581</id><published>2010-01-07T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:03:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....</title><content type='html'>To decieve or be decieved?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question shall be left unanswered, I suppose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5402386395541063581?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5402386395541063581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5402386395541063581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5402386395541063581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5402386395541063581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmm.html' title='Hmm....'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5651019557772956007</id><published>2009-12-11T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:38:09.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish - nine inch nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this is the first day of my last days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i put my faith in god and my trust in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now there's nothing more fucked up i could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wish there was something real wish there was something true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wish there was something real in this world full of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm the one without a soul i'm the one with this big fucking hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;don't think you're having all the fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you know me i hate everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wish there was something real wish there was something true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wish there was something real in this world full of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i want to but i can't turn back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but i want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5651019557772956007?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5651019557772956007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5651019557772956007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5651019557772956007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5651019557772956007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2009/12/wish-nine-inch-nails.html' title='wish - nine inch nails'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6078214351439301567</id><published>2009-11-03T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:32:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kickin it...</title><content type='html'>with every day,&lt;br /&gt;from dawn till dusk.&lt;br /&gt;i long till the time&lt;br /&gt;i see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i search within,&lt;br /&gt;as i reach out for it,&lt;br /&gt;the more i yearn for u&lt;br /&gt;the more i long for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotionally undetached,&lt;br /&gt;physically undeterred.&lt;br /&gt;but for the minute you turn around to leave&lt;br /&gt;i miss you kissing my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never question my love.&lt;br /&gt;cos its yours and only yours to hold.&lt;br /&gt;if i could give the world to you,&lt;br /&gt;you know i would fight to win it for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6078214351439301567?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6078214351439301567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6078214351439301567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6078214351439301567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6078214351439301567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2009/11/kickin-it.html' title='kickin it...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2182893269600285647</id><published>2009-10-29T06:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:12:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically...</title><content type='html'>Hi all...&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this feels weird. I don't know why but I suddenly had the urge to revisit this old and dusty blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written anything here since doggy years ago. Hek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's that then. Imran has a new gf now, and she super dooper awesome. Imran hopes she's the one. At least he pretty much thinks she is. Been jammin, still jammin. Tried out anugerah and idol. Those didn't turn out good. Still working in sats, been 1 1/2 yrs nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know WTF i'm doin being up so early but yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... If anybody's still reading this junk site, i don't know how long I'll be back for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;smell ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2182893269600285647?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2182893269600285647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2182893269600285647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2182893269600285647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2182893269600285647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2009/10/technically.html' title='Technically...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6233890205687488912</id><published>2008-12-08T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:34:35.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What could I have done more?&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;I dwell into questions I got no answers to&lt;br /&gt;I eat my words up through my gaping mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't be around&lt;br /&gt;I hide my feelings beneath this&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid i can't live up to&lt;br /&gt;Afraid i can't keep up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i can't be&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i shouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for my shortcomings&lt;br /&gt;I regret my correct decisions and my close shaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to break you&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I wanna see you hurt and cry&lt;br /&gt;As big as my ego can swell&lt;br /&gt;I do realize and I do empathize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't change my ways&lt;br /&gt;'m not much of a hypocrite to do so&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an insignificant&lt;br /&gt;At times i don't practice wat i preach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to hurt and break your heart is one thing&lt;br /&gt;iId never even imagine of doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6233890205687488912?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6233890205687488912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6233890205687488912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6233890205687488912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6233890205687488912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-could-i-have-done-more-i-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-9191804689284853269</id><published>2008-11-25T05:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T05:56:01.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patched-up Perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone,&lt;br /&gt;While the jukebox sings my song..&lt;br /&gt;Had I stood up and walked away,&lt;br /&gt;This ache would've gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying every night,&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's wrong, nothing's ever right.&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep calm but i keep tripping&lt;br /&gt;Try to be steady but i keep on slippin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as much as i may,&lt;br /&gt;As much as i might.&lt;br /&gt;The future don't look so bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-9191804689284853269?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/9191804689284853269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=9191804689284853269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9191804689284853269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9191804689284853269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/11/patched-up-perfection-i-sit-here-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3485724075329640581</id><published>2008-10-19T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:13:23.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha... sorry eh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;okok, i admit i haven't been blogging at all. its been so long since i've been online till it gets to the point where my inbox's full with junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;been absolutely hectic with work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;raye pn tak jalan sey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;... huak huak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;although i had a mini-getaway last week to kl with shaheela and sharmeela. okok imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1st day - 2 girls and a guy in a hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;by the 2nd day - 2 drunk girls and a drunk guy in hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were there for 3 nights mind you! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that oughta spice things up a bit don't you think. hehe... imaginations are meant to run wild, you know. pictures coming up soon, if i can grab them from "quackquack" sharmeela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;enough already. has anybody listened to metallica's new cd? i actually don't care what you think... but i absolutely think its awesome!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;superb lyrics and much more intricate music arrangements than i had actually expected. sometimes when you think a band 's gonna just burn out and wash out, they just rise again... whoa!! so epic uh?! haha... but seriously, i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well... i know its just a short entry but hey.. i gotta start somewhere right?? again... bluegh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;till next time dudes and dudettes...&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/6309194032199871036-3485724075329640581?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3485724075329640581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3485724075329640581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3485724075329640581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3485724075329640581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-sorry-eh.html' title='haha... sorry eh...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8061518076735929376</id><published>2008-08-29T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:21:53.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="fullpost"&gt;What’s love gotta do with it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do with it, gotta do with it?&lt;br /&gt;What’s love gotta do with it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do with it, gotta do with it?&lt;br /&gt;What’s love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it can’t take no more&lt;br /&gt;I’m leaving got one foot through the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my doubts before, I thought it through now I’m gone fi sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t let you tie me down, I wanna have fun and mess around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stand my ground though you are the best thing I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s love gotta do with it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do with it, gotta do with it?&lt;br /&gt;What’s love gotta do with it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do with it, gotta do with it?&lt;br /&gt;What’s love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for goodness sake&lt;br /&gt;That you would just cheat, make some mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So perfect, wouldn't break&lt;br /&gt;You gave me no reason to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I love 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/6309194032199871036-8061518076735929376?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8061518076735929376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8061518076735929376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8061518076735929376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8061518076735929376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-love.html' title='what&apos;s love'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-66328958602327974</id><published>2008-07-26T04:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T04:21:38.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, actually.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But for now let me say, without hope or agenda, to me, you're perfect. And my wasted heart will love you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-66328958602327974?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/66328958602327974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=66328958602327974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/66328958602327974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/66328958602327974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-actually.html' title='love, actually.'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6142259691744158117</id><published>2008-07-26T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T02:50:38.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho... merry merry snowmen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do realise that it has been ages since i actually updated. God, life has changed soo much since the last update. Work has been hectic (partly to blamed for the serious lack of updates) and i'm single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing wrong with fatin. She could've been easily the best girlfriend i ever had. Ever. Period. Something just wasn't working. I refuse to be so typical of a guy but its me, not her. just me, not her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I didn't wish to break your heart. I wish he'll treat you better&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so... *inhales deeply*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6142259691744158117?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6142259691744158117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6142259691744158117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6142259691744158117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6142259691744158117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/07/ho-ho-ho-merry-merry-snowmen.html' title='ho ho ho... merry merry snowmen...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3445294332984609583</id><published>2008-05-20T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:16:32.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok, this a new one.. i think cos its quite old... its for that special woman in  your life but she's gone and you don't know where she is. i wrote this number, i guess, more than a year ago. i don't know if the band's gonna agree on a super sappy song but I've got good reviews from outsiders.. so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;She lifts me up to the skies&lt;br /&gt;She opens up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one fine day&lt;br /&gt;She’ll be mine again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;She’s my infatuation&lt;br /&gt;My euphoric state of mind&lt;br /&gt;She drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;Like morphine for this ache of mine&lt;br /&gt;She’s the reason I’m alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Maybe you'll come back again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll disappear&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that you're somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that you're near?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3445294332984609583?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3445294332984609583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3445294332984609583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3445294332984609583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3445294332984609583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/05/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-680984996409385482</id><published>2008-04-27T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:38:28.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my band...</title><content type='html'>ok... latest update on my band.. we got a new drummer right.. and he's hitting the right notes with our songs. "Again" is even becoming an instant humming hit with his hardcore brothers and other non-believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_NMlMZTLmMjU/SBRluArBxnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HGzlo4NT7Zg/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/SBRluArBxnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HGzlo4NT7Zg/s400/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193888111393883762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Alip - Drums&lt;br /&gt;                   Faril - Bass       &lt;br /&gt;                                        Ipan - Guitar&lt;br /&gt;                                       Imran - Vocals&lt;br /&gt;                                        Pet - Guitar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-680984996409385482?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/680984996409385482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=680984996409385482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/680984996409385482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/680984996409385482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-band.html' title='my band...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/SBRluArBxnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HGzlo4NT7Zg/s72-c/DSC00102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3864364402728447209</id><published>2008-04-27T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:24:51.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;See... Told ya I'll at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tract attention with the previous post. Okok... Lemme get this straight, for the benefit of those people who are a little bit slower than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a girlfriend now. I'm not missing Diy the girlfriend or the ex... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but only as the friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That is all there is to that. So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3864364402728447209?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3864364402728447209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3864364402728447209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3864364402728447209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3864364402728447209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/sheez.html' title='sheez...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8566663406691537742</id><published>2008-04-24T16:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:37:00.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to an old friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To an old friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this letter  hundreds of times in my head only to eventually throw this idea out of the window. I was worried that this could make you hate me even more.&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Maybe this decision was a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You probably don't care what I have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Its been heavy on my mind for months now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; clear some mental space."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since I last heard your voice calling, saying out my name. I'm saying this only as somebody who was the closest human being by your side for a good number of years. Is it really fair that at some point of time you decided to hate me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you're reading this, I'm not wishing you'd call me. I'm not wishing anymore than your good health and happiness... its just... Again, i guess I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; clear some mental space. Somehow, i feel that if you saw me on the streets, you'd just pass me by and pretend to not know me at all.&lt;br /&gt;The question is, why have we come to such a state? Did you have to try to hate me to get away, to the point of actually hating me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I'm not reminiscing of memories, smiling alone of happier times, but its just that somehow along with all those years, you turned to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend.. and to just lose you, THE friend, in a matter of days, seemed disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I just wonder, do you ever think of me.. anymore, do you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i do wonder, do i ever cross your mind? Not anything more than just the personal state of being I'm in. I guess its one of the few thousand questions going through my head i have about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're still reading this, I'm not here to tell you i miss you. Miss you like the sun misses the flower, the flowers in the depth of winter bullshit... But its more of I miss the person, the laughter, the eyes, and the smile of the friend they call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Diy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its you. However knowing you, I have to stress, this is not about my romanticized attachment I had towards you. I buried it with all the years. Again, I guest I just needed to clear some mental space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I swear I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; start no trouble, tell you fiance he can relax."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to unleash your boyfriend on me. There's nothing he has to be afraid of. I'm not desperately trying to catch your attention wishing you'd call me this very second. Don't you think this is a much too foolish thing for someone to do, even for an exceptionally foolish person like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be angering a lot of people with this letter, having more questioning my intentions. But my intentions are as clear as the words I write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again, I wish only for your good health and happiness. And I do hope you're in that state right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I see that forever warm smile and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ever bright&lt;/span&gt; eyes on the streets, you take care, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8566663406691537742?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8566663406691537742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8566663406691537742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8566663406691537742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8566663406691537742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-to-old-friend.html' title='a letter to an old friend'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-126632988376528739</id><published>2008-04-22T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:21:40.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blinding Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My arms spread wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My fingers yearn for touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The black blinds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This journey through the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The echoes hit me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My shouts go even deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The silence binds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The loudness I crave further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Show me the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This tunnel seem endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For I am a slave to the dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...A slave to the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somebody please save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Please take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How long till I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Till the dark fades away&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/6309194032199871036-126632988376528739?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/126632988376528739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=126632988376528739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/126632988376528739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/126632988376528739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/blinding-dark.html' title='The Blinding Dark'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6664864305225628817</id><published>2008-04-18T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:40:16.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end</title><content type='html'>So yeah.. Yesterday meant the end of part 1 of my SATS arrival/departure course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has been a joy being in class with these batch of people but cliched as it might sound, everything has its end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I found a really good friend in Lydia that most people think we're together. I have great lunching partners with Lydia, Anne, Faridah, Hudah and last, not the least but surely the cutest, Humairah. Yeah... But i'm not saying that the rest isn't at all fun. Good Luck yeah guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you people around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6664864305225628817?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6664864305225628817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6664864305225628817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6664864305225628817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6664864305225628817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-end.html' title='in the end'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4505865012822172924</id><published>2008-04-09T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:57:00.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a guy, a whole lotta girls and a very small space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I promised photos, i give you photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV37k9CVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dSzt9ilKBT0/s1600-h/DSC00677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV37k9CVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dSzt9ilKBT0/s200/DSC00677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256027686177106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Imran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and the girls.. (from front: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;humaira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;endah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;priya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eetheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;faridah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWubk9CaI/AAAAAAAAANk/fOxadWVrBr0/s1600-h/08042008006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWubk9CaI/AAAAAAAAANk/fOxadWVrBr0/s200/08042008006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256963989047714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The girls deciding how to pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWubk9CbI/AAAAAAAAANs/EU6onCCYFFY/s1600-h/08042008007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWubk9CbI/AAAAAAAAANs/EU6onCCYFFY/s200/08042008007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256963989047730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Imran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &amp;amp; Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWu7k9CdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0d2Srw3wUq4/s1600-h/08042008009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWu7k9CdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0d2Srw3wUq4/s200/08042008009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256972578982354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;padis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;humaira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWu7k9CeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7vQ716wr7TM/s1600-h/08042008011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWu7k9CeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7vQ716wr7TM/s200/08042008011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256972578982370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sham &amp;amp; me goofing around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWurk9CcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/C6qYkBzDOQg/s1600-h/08042008008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zWurk9CcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/C6qYkBzDOQg/s200/08042008008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256968284015042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4bk9CXI/AAAAAAAAANM/p5ZxQFKXAJ8/s1600-h/08042008002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4bk9CXI/AAAAAAAAANM/p5ZxQFKXAJ8/s200/08042008002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256036276111730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bonding with the reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4Lk9CWI/AAAAAAAAANE/8xxhdOU4YUI/s1600-h/08042008001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4Lk9CWI/AAAAAAAAANE/8xxhdOU4YUI/s200/08042008001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256031981144418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The 3 Divas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4bk9CYI/AAAAAAAAANU/rLxTsGIhJH0/s1600-h/08042008004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4bk9CYI/AAAAAAAAANU/rLxTsGIhJH0/s200/08042008004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256036276111746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4rk9CZI/AAAAAAAAANc/nxbzrh74lqc/s1600-h/08042008005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV4rk9CZI/AAAAAAAAANc/nxbzrh74lqc/s200/08042008005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187256040571079058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lunch Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah yeah.. and so this is how it is at work.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4505865012822172924?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4505865012822172924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4505865012822172924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4505865012822172924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4505865012822172924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/guy-whole-lotta-girls-and-very-small.html' title='a guy, a whole lotta girls and a very small space'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R_zV37k9CVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dSzt9ilKBT0/s72-c/DSC00677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4703035290139600944</id><published>2008-04-09T07:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T07:27:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horseballs and brinjols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goozness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;! Its the 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; things happened in within the first 9 days of April... Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I started work with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; officially on the 1st. Got great batch-mates. Cool people, or might i say chicks cos there's only two guys among 24 girls. Oh come on... Don't judge me like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Got orientated around the airport (yeah, like i needed some.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;huak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;huak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;) and got to know my new colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;AND I LOST MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ZIPPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;!!! shit...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From then till now I've been attending classes, religiously i might add,  at Cargo Complex. Boring, but still, essential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And why am i up so early today? Cos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; up learning for a test today. Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Do you know how long has it been since I sat for any freaking test? Eons boys and girls, Eons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And yeah before i forget, BAND UPDATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my band just inducted this kick-ass drummer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ipan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; got hold of from some forum over the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Oh my, can he play, even up to a point where we thought he was too good for us. But heck, we a full band now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we gotta find a nice-sounding name.. help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gonna be posting pics of my new colleagues soon. (tomorrow in fact if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; not too lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;till then, signing off!&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/6309194032199871036-4703035290139600944?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4703035290139600944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4703035290139600944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4703035290139600944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4703035290139600944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/04/horseballs-and-brinjols.html' title='horseballs and brinjols'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-764676480232174507</id><published>2008-03-31T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:21:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extra! extra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah yeah... This song was written on the spot at Pasir Ris Park during our out-of-the-jamming studio session. A sappy-sounding sound, showing our soft sides and actually having the 4 of us (excluding the drummer cos we don't have one) agreeing that this song is us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well... here goes.. the raw and original version on Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing time through the night&lt;br /&gt;Dead silence fills the sound tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this soul&lt;br /&gt;Find my way back, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets light up my nights&lt;br /&gt;Lighting up my path&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;Its killing me deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me up, slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god what has time (Oh god, what has time)&lt;br /&gt;Done to me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god what has time (Oh god, what has time)&lt;br /&gt;Made me be?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god what has time (Oh god, what has time)&lt;br /&gt;Done to me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god where&lt;br /&gt;Have you led me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal balls don't help&lt;br /&gt;My future uncertain, again.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep me alive, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;****--****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lyrics witten by - Higen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Music written by - Pet, Ipan, Pharil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;coming to your friendly radio stations soon.. real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-764676480232174507?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/764676480232174507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=764676480232174507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/764676480232174507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/764676480232174507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/03/extra-extra.html' title='extra! extra!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8483538854876087771</id><published>2008-03-26T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:04:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What is this that's keeping me awake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is it just fair that your scent still lingers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is it right that i must still fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is not what i need, this is just not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This needs to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This needs to cease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm tired, i'm done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm worn out, i'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can't you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cos I'm is yelling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Killing you i don't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just want you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This needs to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This needs to cease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm tired, i'm done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm worn out, i'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8483538854876087771?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8483538854876087771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8483538854876087771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8483538854876087771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8483538854876087771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/03/worn-out.html' title='worn out'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4629158007516079754</id><published>2008-03-26T07:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:13:53.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dipshits and dipsticks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hiya everyone... *dorky Barney tone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well well... looks like I'll not be going off to KL with Mir at all. My GrandDaddy is now in hospital just recovering from his hernia operation. Me being the only one currently jobless and school-less means i volunteer myself to every step where my help is needed. and yah.. the other cousins are not helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I spent the whole day yesterday at SGH A&amp;amp;E ward along with Mommy and an uncle trying to get my GrandDaddy a fast checkup and get him warded... But it seems that a quarter of Singapore's population decided to get sick and rush down to SGH cos the other hospitals A&amp;amp;E was too full...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;seriously.. kimek, orang kalau dah sakit tunggu lama2 makin lagi sakit siak. Plus, they had this stupid final yr med students' practical exams that some beds were occupied for the sake of this. err... hello... go get your own beds... and the had the cheek to write on the notices they put up on the wall, "your care will not be compromised" so, "where're our beds, bitch?" Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now i gotta sleep.. toodles.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;good nyte.. err.. i mean morning. good morning.&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/6309194032199871036-4629158007516079754?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4629158007516079754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4629158007516079754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4629158007516079754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4629158007516079754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/03/dipshits-and-dipsticks.html' title='dipshits and dipsticks...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8542276495172641113</id><published>2008-03-25T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:32:25.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R-fWwLk9CUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SubQKVwUzwQ/s1600-h/a+full+band+finally.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181346019542894914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R-fWwLk9CUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SubQKVwUzwQ/s320/a+full+band+finally.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats (from right) Higen, Pet, Pharil, An, Ipan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah2!!&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/6309194032199871036-8542276495172641113?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8542276495172641113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8542276495172641113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8542276495172641113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8542276495172641113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-band.html' title='My Band'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R-fWwLk9CUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SubQKVwUzwQ/s72-c/a+full+band+finally.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-9095654714479004950</id><published>2008-03-24T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:16:21.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the lazy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look, this is really tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People coming up to me and telling me to update.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dunnoe&lt;/span&gt; uh like very the lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SATS&lt;/span&gt; is being an ass not calling and all. Lucky got the $10/hr shipping line &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jop&lt;/span&gt;. But that one also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tgk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kapal&lt;/span&gt;. irritating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; wait wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, I'm supposed to join Mir go KL this coming weekend but due to the lack of vessels = no income generated, I might as well forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing. *crossing fingers* I really wanna go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OKOK&lt;/span&gt;... Besides that point, I'm in a band now. A rock band. Gave my old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;campmate&lt;/span&gt; Pet a call, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coupla&lt;/span&gt; weeks ago, and he told me his band needed a vocalist. All i needed was an invitation and i was down at the next jam session before you could even say anything. really... anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;huak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;huak&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band doesn't have a nice-sounding name yet... but there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Imran&lt;/span&gt; - Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;Pet &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ipan&lt;/span&gt; - Guitarists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pharil&lt;/span&gt; - Bassist&lt;br /&gt;An - Drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a kick-ass band. When Pet asked me along, i was asking him what the played. He told me they were doing a cover of Ozzy's Crazy Train. Other than that its all originals... i think i picked up quite well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;yey&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Abang&lt;/span&gt; got indicted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem though, our drummer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lari&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, i don't blame him cos he's got two jobs and i think he want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kawin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... but he was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;drumma&lt;/span&gt;. He was Armin's drummer back in their black metal days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;NERRAKA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this is a notice to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;If there's a drummer out there, wants to play in a fun-serious-kick-ass band, do drop me an email, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sms or call&lt;/span&gt;... hp no:93889040.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;boringness&lt;/span&gt; in the entry... its been a long time. M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cm&lt;/span&gt; out of touch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;gitulo&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well... taking care ya everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-9095654714479004950?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/9095654714479004950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=9095654714479004950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9095654714479004950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9095654714479004950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/03/feel-lazy.html' title='feel the lazy...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5434609724590465211</id><published>2008-02-26T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:44:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I'm a movement by myself.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a force when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;Mami I'm good all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;But baby you, you make me better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5434609724590465211?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5434609724590465211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5434609724590465211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5434609724590465211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5434609724590465211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5003546763817275808</id><published>2008-02-26T04:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:33:38.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>I resigned from my job today... Sure it wasn't nice to say goodbye, but somehow it felt like a relief.&lt;br /&gt;I like the job, enjoy the company of the people but circumstances forbids. It has come to the point where most of the time I'd find myself worn out by the time I reach my workplace... Well then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got a new job! huak huak... Daddy pulled a few strings here and there and i got a job at THE Changi Airport doing passenger services. Hahaha.... Alhamdulillah rezekiku murah. I'm gonna go sleep now cos gotta meet baby in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night you boozers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5003546763817275808?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5003546763817275808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5003546763817275808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5003546763817275808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5003546763817275808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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andre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha... mepek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well.. more pics of work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R6NWqhyaG0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/G6j_BWZTWCQ/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162064886521011010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R6NWqhyaG0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/G6j_BWZTWCQ/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4488893364014299180</id><published>2008-01-30T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:26:49.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom Rock....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I have issues...&lt;br /&gt;1) Has our society really achieved a gracious society status, working well towards it or are we're still waayy too far off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I have see to much of an instance to have actually realised that its actually asking too much for graciousness, courtesy and kindness. As the norm goes, respect your elders. Do the elders respect you? Do the old ladies rushing to board the train give space for you to alight first before go on to their ongoing everyday struggle to get a seat? Do they have to actually rush? They wouldn't have to if only 85% of younger "gracious" citizens would give up their seat for a worthier occupant. I'm just like this cos I'm just a regular public transport user. And I'm confused. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 100% of girls are confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alai and I had a discussion while seating down smoking on the rooftop of one particular vessel. As the heading goes, 100% of girls are confused. Really, if you think about it hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;OK. Lets divide it to 2 parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1  - For those in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;1.1 How many times have couples had too big a tiff cos when the guy asks, "Where you do feel like eating?"&lt;br /&gt;The girl answers "I don't know.. Up to You."&lt;br /&gt;And when you suggest a place that your stomach, more than your brain, wants to go they give you this I'm-not-sure-and-i-kinda-disagree look.&lt;br /&gt;See... Confusion at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how many times have you told a white lie... or heck, a lie when your girlfriend probes on you and she would believe you and take it wholesale. But when you really simply, honestly, sincerely and from the heart answer a simple question, they doubt you and give you this don't-you-dare-to-even-think-about-it look...&lt;br /&gt;And then chills go down your spine like YOU are guilty.&lt;br /&gt;See! Confusion again.&lt;br /&gt;Shit... Now because of your own confusion, you make us confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 - For the girls contemplating to go into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been going out with 3 guys. All different in their own way, attractive in their own right.&lt;br /&gt;guy no. 1 = not handsome + money + bike + bad sex + small dick&lt;br /&gt;guy no. 2 = Handsome + moderate income + public transport + pleasurable sex + big dick&lt;br /&gt;guy no. 3 = OK looking + broke + treats you good + teeny weeny bit better than guy no. 2 sex + average-sized dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all 3 want to be with you. But lo and behold, another guy comes along. Too new to classify... But strangely enough, more often than not, about 75% of you will jump to guy no. 4's ship. Why? I don't know, and you girls would definitely not know. Again...Why? Cos y'all just confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... Pardon my mild mannered French. I'm just being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4488893364014299180?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4488893364014299180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4488893364014299180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4488893364014299180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4488893364014299180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/01/bedroom-rock_30.html' title='Bedroom Rock....'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4762560075672635026</id><published>2008-01-18T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:19:01.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Excuse me for the dreadful lack of updates... I guess life must be really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fulfilling to be blogging. ehekz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;But seriously, although new happenings in life are far in between but the present state of life is enough. Been spending a whole lotta time with Fatin, go here, go th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ere... and Adibah got the pox. huak huak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9-1MG48AT74/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9-1MG48AT74/s200/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780772756110866" border="0" /&gt;                        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g3ESSmzA3HU/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g3ESSmzA3HU/s200/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780772756110882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g3ESSmzA3HU/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;                    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Q9BXQu4X8pM/s1600-h/RoadTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Q9BXQu4X8pM/s200/RoadTrip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780777051078194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEYCxPmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eWGsfZHDgf0/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEYCxPmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eWGsfZHDgf0/s200/Image046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156782177210416738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPoI/AAAAAAAAALM/rSd2J6k1WiY/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPoI/AAAAAAAAALM/rSd2J6k1WiY/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPoI/AAAAAAAAALM/rSd2J6k1WiY/s200/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156782181505384066" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPpI/AAAAAAAAALU/MXhuViRmtMk/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPpI/AAAAAAAAALU/MXhuViRmtMk/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEoCxPpI/AAAAAAAAALU/MXhuViRmtMk/s200/Image054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156782181505384082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SZPFiyNwIqw/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SZPFiyNwIqw/s200/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780777051078210" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AZS2kCXUC7s/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AZS2kCXUC7s/s200/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780777051078226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQy4CxPlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AZS2kCXUC7s/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEYCxPnI/AAAAAAAAALE/nIzT17oHNvE/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CSEYCxPnI/AAAAAAAAALE/nIzT17oHNvE/s200/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156782177210416754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///H:/Images/Image042.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///H:/Images/Image042.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;And yes! Work! Been fine... I have the complete team to work with. We are the Muchachos! There's Hair the cheip, Abg Zul the Senior Remaja, Alai the abang2 tahu, Andre the Evo Fanatic, and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT2ICxPsI/AAAAAAAAALs/1V5GJ4k_U0Y/s1600-h/Muchachos3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT2ICxPsI/AAAAAAAAALs/1V5GJ4k_U0Y/s200/Muchachos3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156784131420536514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT14CxPrI/AAAAAAAAALk/l-j7vqtbnOc/s1600-h/Muchachos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT14CxPrI/AAAAAAAAALk/l-j7vqtbnOc/s200/Muchachos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156784127125569202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT1oCxPqI/AAAAAAAAALc/T4eCOJRdDw8/s1600-h/Muchachos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CT1oCxPqI/AAAAAAAAALc/T4eCOJRdDw8/s200/Muchachos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156784122830601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... thats just Alai, Andre and me doing dorky stuff while waiting for the vessels to dock. You should see what we do to the Camry's on board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next time... anyways, does anybody have jobs available... cos i'm thinking of switching jobs.&lt;br /&gt;till then, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4762560075672635026?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4762560075672635026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4762560075672635026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4762560075672635026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4762560075672635026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/01/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/R5CQyoCxPhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9-1MG48AT74/s72-c/Image029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6530190083777996515</id><published>2008-01-03T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T16:40:48.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harpie neuw yah!</title><content type='html'>harpie neuw yah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is all i have to say. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6530190083777996515?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6530190083777996515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6530190083777996515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6530190083777996515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6530190083777996515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2008/01/harpie-neuw-yah.html' title='harpie neuw yah!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3456155086427916491</id><published>2007-12-28T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T14:52:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the note on my door...</title><content type='html'>to whoever:&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired... Could i just lie down and not have you disturb me for a good 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3456155086427916491?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3456155086427916491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3456155086427916491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3456155086427916491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3456155086427916491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/12/note-on-my-door.html' title='the note on my door...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1740992483249121847</id><published>2007-12-26T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:26:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear God, the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when I'm much too far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'m missing you again oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1740992483249121847?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1740992483249121847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1740992483249121847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1740992483249121847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1740992483249121847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-god.html' title='Dear God...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3349084656175916522</id><published>2007-12-16T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T09:47:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wrote this piece a coupla months ago. Again, just in case I run into any other unnecessary unpleasantries, this has got nothing to do with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heartstrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do I say this?&lt;br /&gt;My mind keep playing games&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of you running in my head&lt;br /&gt;Scenes of us racing through the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was barbs laced with honey&lt;br /&gt;Sweet but sucked the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;You walked out with my soul&lt;br /&gt;Where should I go to find the me of old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to songs&lt;br /&gt;The times we would hum it out loud&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV through the phone&lt;br /&gt;And pleasant wakeup calls on Saturday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn’t give you enough&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sure I did my part&lt;br /&gt;I hope he makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The laugh I adore and love&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/6309194032199871036-3349084656175916522?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3349084656175916522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3349084656175916522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3349084656175916522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3349084656175916522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/12/heartstrings-how-do-i-say-this-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3565828269316890324</id><published>2007-12-08T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:15:33.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok... I am officially starting to break down resulting from the endless hours of being at work so as for this long-awaited update, there will be no update. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in its place is something I haven't done in quite a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;For you, and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s just twisted how this is&lt;br /&gt;Life just brought you in with its tides and waves&lt;br /&gt;Uninvited but not unwelcomed&lt;br /&gt;Unceremonious but not unbecoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Don’t push me away,&lt;br /&gt;If there’s no need for me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your troubles&lt;br /&gt;Share me your pain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;How do I tell you this?&lt;br /&gt;How do I make you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to get down on my knees?&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove just what I am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;You be my arrow,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be your bow&lt;br /&gt;I’ll even find that pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you see lies&lt;br /&gt;Or hopeless hope&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you in dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;How do I tell you this?&lt;br /&gt;How do I make you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to get down on my knees?&lt;br /&gt;Just to show you how in love with you I am… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Imran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3565828269316890324?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3565828269316890324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3565828269316890324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3565828269316890324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3565828269316890324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4914853117361640616</id><published>2007-11-12T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:54:55.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tippy toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank god Mira finally uploaded these much awaited pics.. It was that one night I went karaoke-ing with Mir, Lia and my brother, Farhan. Twas a lota fun. Abeh look like power rangers.&lt;br /&gt;huak huak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqjNEUNHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q73wrXa1D7Q/s1600-h/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqjNEUNHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q73wrXa1D7Q/s200/IMG_1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131898559680230514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rzgql9EUNKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CPpvWk5G0do/s1600-h/IMG_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rzgql9EUNKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CPpvWk5G0do/s200/IMG_1651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131898606924870818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqktEUNJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UMGC4B_PPwo/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqktEUNJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UMGC4B_PPwo/s200/IMG_1649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131898585450034322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqktEUNII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jNaBj1FHeZA/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqktEUNII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jNaBj1FHeZA/s200/IMG_1647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131898585450034306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade macam boy/girl band eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways boys and girls, seriously, honestly, really, life is for me is very the plateau-icly mundane.  Emotionally still. Somehow I am thankful for the absence of a huge-ass, life-sized roller coaster sequence of events in my life. But then, life has really taken a decelerating notion after mid this year. Thank God for Fatin and Mir for adding the much needed spice when i do really need the most. I love you both, in different ways, of course. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being true to myself, a person of random topics, i think my body is breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The odd and really long hours of being at work. Non-stop chaotic amounts of cars. Its really taken a toll on me. I mean, is it really worth it just for a measly amount of just over $1700? I know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;benda yang halal tu tk selalu didapati dgn mudah&lt;/span&gt;, but sometimes i think this is too painstaking. I am a personal fan of the saying, when the going gets tough, the tough fucks off, but here I am typing this down as though it is a losing fight, a  needless struggle, a waste of time ultimately. But i refuse to give up. Not with the support I have around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will hit you. You and I know that when it hits you, boy it hits you hard. Real hard. But what makes you a man is how you pick yourself up when you're already down and move forward. How you keep  picking yourself up when life throws shit onto you. Pick yourself up and move forward. Pick yourself up and move forward. Rather than have me look at you slumber into what slump life decides to live you in. Cos when that happens, no point pointing fingers at anyone or anything, because the blames on you, kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4914853117361640616?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4914853117361640616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4914853117361640616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4914853117361640616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4914853117361640616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/11/tippy-toes.html' title='tippy toes'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RzgqjNEUNHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q73wrXa1D7Q/s72-c/IMG_1646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3006324888380388604</id><published>2007-11-05T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:20:50.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and another one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bak kata pepatah pussy cat dolls, don't you wish your boyfren hensem like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huak huak...&lt;br /&gt;*bored*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3006324888380388604?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3006324888380388604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3006324888380388604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3006324888380388604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3006324888380388604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-another-one.html' title='and another one'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5364245324974923675</id><published>2007-11-03T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:29:56.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;         I wish I may&lt;br /&gt;       I wish I might&lt;br /&gt;       Have this wish I wish tonight&lt;br /&gt;       I want that star&lt;br /&gt;       I want it now&lt;br /&gt;       I want it all and I don't care how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you wish&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you say&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you wish&lt;br /&gt;You may regret it&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you wish&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Then it all crashes down&lt;br /&gt;  And you break your crown&lt;br /&gt;  And you point your finger&lt;br /&gt;  But there's no one around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just want one thing&lt;br /&gt;  Just to play the king&lt;br /&gt;  But the castle's crumbled&lt;br /&gt;  And you're left with just a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Where's your crown, King Nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5364245324974923675?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5364245324974923675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5364245324974923675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5364245324974923675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5364245324974923675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/11/king-nothing_03.html' title='King Nothing'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3784192010148326938</id><published>2007-10-21T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:22:55.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm running out of room&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me say it&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left in me&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me&lt;br /&gt;Too much for hotel rooms&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me say it&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping pills don't make me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no love left in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There is love between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;Roll over say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;A morning dog howl in the street&lt;br /&gt;Cup filled tiny hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;Napkin in the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no love left in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There is love between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;Roll over say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of feeling sick&lt;br /&gt;You've had enough of feeling sick&lt;br /&gt;The sugar never helps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no love left in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There is love between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3784192010148326938?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3784192010148326938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3784192010148326938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3784192010148326938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3784192010148326938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/10/rexall.html' title='Rexall'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5524840255768367133</id><published>2007-10-18T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:42:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taulah tempat ni sibuk, Tapi takmo jadi asshole uh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, and so, between the Hari Raya post and the previous one, nothing much happened. It has been, in no particular order, work, Fatin, Mira, family, friends, home, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we jump to the few days before Raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As so all of you know, I work as a key personnel for a stevedoring company at Pasir Panjang. Being part of that company enables me to, err... jamah-jamah the new cars that come to Singapore for local shipment or transshipment. Well, of all the cars that I've driven so far... This must be the icing on th cake. The Audi R8. Really, a piece of art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrnJIXgrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q31wbUOYQjg/s1600-h/Gambar%28152%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrnJIXgrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q31wbUOYQjg/s200/Gambar%28152%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122399946390602418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrmpIXgqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0tFOXTncunU/s1600-h/Gambar%28147%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrmpIXgqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0tFOXTncunU/s200/Gambar%28147%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122399937800667810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrn5IXgsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4KPpDebbF7E/s1600-h/Gambar%28149%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrn5IXgsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4KPpDebbF7E/s200/Gambar%28149%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122399959275504322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZroZIXgtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/W1kuZR6WCKw/s1600-h/Gambar%28150%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZroZIXgtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/W1kuZR6WCKw/s200/Gambar%28150%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122399967865438930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZro5IXguI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Qo57CSqh1rI/s1600-h/Gambar%28151%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZro5IXguI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Qo57CSqh1rI/s200/Gambar%28151%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122399976455373538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huak Huak! Yeah yeah... Big deal?! Bluegh!.... Well, whatever bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the fewest days before Raya, I went all the way to Woodlands to accompany Fatin to satisfy her ever-burning-since-when desire to rebond her hair. The lady who did her hair looked like the cookie monster from Sesame Street. Even her I'm-not-smiling-or-frowning look was terrifying. Mak oi! Cam nak makan orang siol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZtz5IXgvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6pOhRgiX-NI/s1600-h/fatin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZtz5IXgvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6pOhRgiX-NI/s200/fatin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122402364457190130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin sometime before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt0pIXgwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hAupb6kq4iw/s1600-h/Gambar%28153%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt0pIXgwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hAupb6kq4iw/s200/Gambar%28153%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122402377342092034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin during the rebonding&lt;br /&gt;*KAKAK MUKE TAKYA CRAMP UH!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt1JIXgxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pQ4agyfoLN4/s1600-h/Gambar%28154%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt1JIXgxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pQ4agyfoLN4/s200/Gambar%28154%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122402385932026642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt1pIXgyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/XZmP4wyPxvk/s1600-h/Gambar%28155%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZt1pIXgyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/XZmP4wyPxvk/s200/Gambar%28155%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122402394521961250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Fatin Sayang after the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thats the lady i was talking about... Eee... Scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bak kate pepatah Ice Cube, makan mee soto takde ayam, tak sedap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5524840255768367133?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5524840255768367133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5524840255768367133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5524840255768367133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5524840255768367133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/10/taulah-tempat-ni-sibuk-tapi-takmo-jadi.html' title='Taulah tempat ni sibuk, Tapi takmo jadi asshole uh!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxZrnJIXgrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q31wbUOYQjg/s72-c/Gambar%28152%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6677007477695361229</id><published>2007-10-15T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:20:38.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!!</title><content type='html'>OMG! Its raya already... Sorry for the late updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to all readers, muslim or not, SELAMAT HARI RAYA. Maaf zahir batin. Kalau ade silap salah, terkasar bahasa dalam hidup yang singkat ini, tolong maafkanlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Imran's english, it sounds like this...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HARI RAYA! Sorry inside out. If i did anything wrong or if got say anything wrong accidentally in this short life, please the very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, eidul-fitr was a quiet affair. After morning prayers, I went straight back to sleep. Only start to jln2. Soon after at around 8.30 pm I had to leave the convoy to go to work. Sad right? Anyways i shot pictures with my handphone and camera but I can't get to the camera as of right&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wJIXgjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-rrvgtnXfJo/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wJIXgjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-rrvgtnXfJo/s200/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121502899521159730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sister &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7w5IXgnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OGjLi0-N3KI/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7w5IXgnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OGjLi0-N3KI/s200/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121502912406061682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallest cousin in the family &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM9fJIXgpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gH3CO9HYveg/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM9fJIXgpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gH3CO9HYveg/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121504806486639250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farhan, Fakhrurazi, Haziq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wJIXgkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_mYs2sN8Xng/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wJIXgkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_mYs2sN8Xng/s200/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121502899521159746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simaa &amp;amp; Nabilah&lt;br /&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/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wZIXglI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3Tet75o_xCU/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wZIXglI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3Tet75o_xCU/s200/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121502903816127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger brother, Firdaus&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM9epIXgoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TvTZAw5EW68/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM9epIXgoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TvTZAw5EW68/s200/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121504797896704642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The makciks berceloteh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Hope your eidul-fitr went smooth... g'day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6309194032199871036-6677007477695361229?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6677007477695361229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6677007477695361229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6677007477695361229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6677007477695361229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RxM7wJIXgjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-rrvgtnXfJo/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5711270718244611384</id><published>2007-10-02T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:08:57.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates people...&lt;br /&gt;Been busy at work and now I am down with really sore and swelling eyes that Fatin Sayang is constantly laughing at me for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this time round, Idul-fitr would be a wee bit different from the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;This time I have somebody new to share it with. I am all excited, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;No, no... No matching Hari Raya outfits for me and significant other, but I am really looking forward to celebrating it with her, showing her wat Raya means in Imran's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, in due time, you shall come to know who this wonderful, cute, sweet, and absolutely, stunningly, beautiful woman is.&lt;br /&gt;To those few who actually have a clue, you don't actually need to be a rocket scientist to figure this out , do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next boring post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5711270718244611384?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5711270718244611384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5711270718244611384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5711270718244611384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5711270718244611384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-people.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5699053555887728969</id><published>2007-09-24T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:03:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrah!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me... *Jeng jeng jeng*&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me... *Jeng jeng jeng*&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to imran... *Jeng jeng jeeeeng*&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me... *Jeng jeng jeng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wishes everybody. All are truly appreciated. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5699053555887728969?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5699053555887728969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5699053555887728969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5699053555887728969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5699053555887728969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/hurrah.html' title='Hurrah!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1443347826258504575</id><published>2007-09-24T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:07:34.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekasih Gelapku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For that special someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintaimu, lebih dari apapun&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun tiada satu orang pun yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintaimu, sedalam-dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun engkau hanya kekasih gelapku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku tahu ku takkan selalu ada untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Disaat engkau merindukan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Ku tahu ku takkan bisa memberikanmu waktu&lt;br /&gt;Yang panjang dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakinlah bahwa engkau adalah cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Yang ku cari selama ini dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Dan hanya padamu ku berikan sisa cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Yang panjang dalam hidupku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                        -Ungu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1443347826258504575?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1443347826258504575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1443347826258504575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1443347826258504575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1443347826258504575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/kekasih-gelapku.html' title='Kekasih Gelapku'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2465951399536563558</id><published>2007-09-20T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T11:02:16.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm holding on your rope,&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait... You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say..&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance,&lt;br /&gt;Take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you say sorry like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;Heavens not the thing for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2465951399536563558?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2465951399536563558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2465951399536563558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2465951399536563558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2465951399536563558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/apologize.html' title='Apologize'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-7881354260578331069</id><published>2007-09-20T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:26:21.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feewieet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I know what I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I need a new hobby. Something new and exciting, or picking up on something i left behind, err, 5 yrs ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to spend whole hours outdoors, but well, for a good chunk of time spent "outdoors" between 2002 till now, was spent in a 2.1m x 2.1m x 1.85m tent at various beach locations in eastern Singapore, namely East Coast and Pasir Ris Park. It was no doubt, exciting, for me and the then-significant other. Not one to disclose too much, I always enjoyed a good workout. *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to go kayaking... I used to kayak so often that water kinda became second nature, hence, the extremely contrasted darkened skin compared to the other people living in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know! i could start travelling again... Yeah yeah, life pretty much stopped at 2002. Not anybody's fault though. I want to see the world, not that i haven't start to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to waste your time reading this entry, but work has been totally hectic, mainly the reason I don't update my blog as much... the other small part is because... This one is a secret i'm not able to disclose yet. Anyway, where was i? Yeah yeah... work. Working in the shipping line is exhausting and unpredictable. There are ships full of cars coming ad going every single week.&lt;br /&gt;Question: Don't people get tired of buying cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, without them I might not even have a job. Oh well.. With what I got going on with work and stuff, I dun think I have the time for a new hobby or go traveling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-7881354260578331069?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/7881354260578331069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=7881354260578331069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7881354260578331069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7881354260578331069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/feewieet_20.html' title='feewieet!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6773664017861178899</id><published>2007-09-12T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T17:32:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday was a TGIF day fer me. Finally got to go out with Fatin Sayang. Headed down to Vivocity for a real date. Do you know how long it has been since i went on a real date?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's how sad life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first and foremost, 1408 was a stupid movie... Had dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Secret Recipe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and Starbucks' Hazelnut Hot Chocolate is the works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesgFTr1CI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3YKIYL7K6PU/s1600-h/Gambar%28134%29.jpg"&gt;                                                                            &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesgFTr1CI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3YKIYL7K6PU/s1600-h/Gambar%28134%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesgFTr1CI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3YKIYL7K6PU/s200/Gambar%28134%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109241969455649826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesgFTr1CI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3YKIYL7K6PU/s1600-h/Gambar%28134%29.jpg"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                        &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the puma and the rhino.. pretty uh? BLING BLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesglTr1EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bIialeAXlKw/s1600-h/Gambar%28137%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesglTr1EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bIialeAXlKw/s200/Gambar%28137%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109241978045584450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RueuBVTr1JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hyQiSEU6Fj4/s1600-h/Gambar%28136%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RueuBVTr1JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hyQiSEU6Fj4/s200/Gambar%28136%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109243640197928082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sweetness *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ruesg1Tr1FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UER27l0KEzI/s1600-h/Gambar%28142%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ruesg1Tr1FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UER27l0KEzI/s200/Gambar%28142%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109241982340551762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ruev7FTr1KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TgUOV8SlNqQ/s1600-h/Gambar%28141%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ruev7FTr1KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TgUOV8SlNqQ/s200/Gambar%28141%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109245731847001250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;posing maut with Ben n Jerry's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RueshlTr1GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BhPbjnBsygo/s1600-h/Gambar%28143%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RueshlTr1GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BhPbjnBsygo/s200/Gambar%28143%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109241995225453666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last pic of the day, darling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Huak huak, Imran had a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6309194032199871036-6773664017861178899?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6773664017861178899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6773664017861178899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6773664017861178899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6773664017861178899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/tgif_12.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RuesgFTr1CI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3YKIYL7K6PU/s72-c/Gambar%28134%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5832375200807569307</id><published>2007-09-02T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:36:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too good for ya, huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from the GB pit at east coast... It was more of a reunion for the GreenBench crew back from my TP days. Man... Nearly everyone was there. Should've been a chalet thingy-thingy. It would've been soo much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, with the GB core around, life is never a dull moment. Especially with Najip and Gang with their usual antics along with Yazid's s-oo-per loud "EH DIER UH!!" wah! kecoh beb!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna upload pics soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had breakfast at Mac all the way at Ang Mo Kio with Fatin Sayang after picking her up from work on an early Friday morning. After that, realising we had nowhere to go to, we decided window shopping at ang mo kio hub before realising that not even a quarter of the shops have opened... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Gerek eh window shopping pagi2 buta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some pics taken at her void deck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; alah... semer posing same je...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmMeqPOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PMP1QLNDqdE/s1600-h/Gambar%28127%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmMeqPOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PMP1QLNDqdE/s200/Gambar%28127%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105424570088307938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmMeqPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dFqa2si-Scc/s1600-h/Gambar%28128%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmMeqPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dFqa2si-Scc/s200/Gambar%28128%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105424570088307954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmceqPQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RMm3bM6DWyA/s1600-h/Gambar%28129%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmceqPQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RMm3bM6DWyA/s200/Gambar%28129%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105424574383275266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She refused earlier photos, hence the absence of more interesting ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed home cos Fatin Sayang had to have her beauty sleep... Met Mir at around 3+ after she finished work cos i needed some retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got a trim for my already thick crown and i got a brand new watch!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG its a beauty lah.. A black beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtogzseqPSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1EB9afjXxpw/s1600-h/Gambar%28132%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtogzseqPSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1EB9afjXxpw/s200/Gambar%28132%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105429200063053090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtogzceqPRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nE_Q6mOhw9w/s1600-h/Gambar%28130%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtogzceqPRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nE_Q6mOhw9w/s200/Gambar%28130%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105429195768085778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5832375200807569307?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5832375200807569307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5832375200807569307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5832375200807569307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5832375200807569307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-good-for-ya-huh.html' title='too good for ya, huh?'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtocmMeqPOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PMP1QLNDqdE/s72-c/Gambar%28127%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-789537705702558045</id><published>2007-08-26T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:33:38.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nenek kebayan...</title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;OMG i just have to put this up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Nur Fatin aka Misq Kirei aka Fatin sayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGb38eqPKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n3fpE4uKWjA/s1600-h/greenie.jpg"&gt;                                                                                &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGb38eqPKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n3fpE4uKWjA/s200/greenie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103031238217317538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fatin sayang turned nenek kebayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGb38eqPLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3Vi9VFMF4_M/s1600-h/10+imran+please+see+this+pic+as+s00n+as+p0sible...jpg"&gt;                                                                            &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGb38eqPLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3Vi9VFMF4_M/s200/10+imran+please+see+this+pic+as+s00n+as+p0sible...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103031238217317554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dearest sister... Nabilah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we're on this, i chanced upon this pic... funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGc-MeqPNI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GKcPvTVAZQg/s1600-h/jalan+puki+mak+ulah.jpg"&gt;                                                                                  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGc-MeqPNI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GKcPvTVAZQg/s200/jalan+puki+mak+ulah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103032445103127762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-789537705702558045?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/789537705702558045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=789537705702558045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/789537705702558045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/789537705702558045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/nenek-kebayan.html' title='nenek kebayan...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RtGb38eqPKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n3fpE4uKWjA/s72-c/greenie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5942431445217425405</id><published>2007-08-26T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:19:34.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sweet smiles, contagious laughters&lt;br /&gt;suspecting looks and cautious stares&lt;br /&gt;see how life misleads you&lt;br /&gt;into disbelieving reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;and how you scorn at the sight of me now&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how to do it,&lt;br /&gt;but, for god's sakes, do it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5942431445217425405?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5942431445217425405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5942431445217425405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5942431445217425405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5942431445217425405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-smiles-contagious-laughters.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-5551999893455924364</id><published>2007-08-21T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:25:58.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tipdrill....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was just wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your right leg was Christmas, and your left is New Year's... Could you fit me in between the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-5551999893455924364?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/5551999893455924364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=5551999893455924364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5551999893455924364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/5551999893455924364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/tipdrill.html' title='tipdrill....'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-47420367818259178</id><published>2007-08-20T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:56:07.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To whoever that feels the heat after reading this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that actually, time don't change a person. You are what you are. When u sense a change in you, you're actually just stuffing that humiliating and embarrassing glitch in yourself at the back of your conscience, hoping and praying that it'll never get exposed cos you don't wanna go back there or be back there. You are just covering those horns growing on your forehead assuming, in time, through time, people won't notice. The world is round, what goes around, comes around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear someone...  Going by what I've heard, time or circumstance, or even people, hasn't changed who you are inside. That little imp on you, that little itch on your back, it hasn't gone away, has it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things just don't change . Money makes you look at people you initially thought you despise. Cars make you like them even more... And i haven't gone to the bottles of liquors part.  Re-assess yourself. Trust me darling, you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you change? Have you changed?&lt;br /&gt;Many around don't think so. Many still think its just an act to get you some security. Securities might just bite back at you one day.. Just like i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're reading this. It might just knock some sense into your thick, made-of-god-knows-what skull of yours. Good luck ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-47420367818259178?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/47420367818259178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=47420367818259178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/47420367818259178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/47420367818259178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-realised-that-actually-time-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1965538456858309522</id><published>2007-08-20T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:29:32.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brown-eyed Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t turn away, listen to me&lt;br /&gt;To these words this heart has to say&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I’ve been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For this romance to come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s getting harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Your absence rob me of my sanity&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me feeling homeless&lt;br /&gt;Cos home is in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wait for night to come&lt;br /&gt;And wish it'll never end&lt;br /&gt;Cos I only feel you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Awake, I yearn for your reigns&lt;br /&gt;The double vision of you lingers&lt;br /&gt;Are you really out there,&lt;br /&gt;my brown-eyed dream?&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/6309194032199871036-1965538456858309522?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1965538456858309522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1965538456858309522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1965538456858309522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1965538456858309522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-brown-eyed-dream_20.html' title='My Brown-eyed Dream'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6119616231934750764</id><published>2007-08-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:19:52.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Courage isn't the absence of fear. It is the presence of fear, yet, the will to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a whole lot of sense, we are all courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6119616231934750764?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6119616231934750764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6119616231934750764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6119616231934750764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6119616231934750764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/courage-isnt-absence-of-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8063010495183694736</id><published>2007-08-18T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:20:20.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen Listen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imran is a dull boy... Saturday night and he is at home, tucking into bed cos he got work tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misq Kirei is at work and that "Gendeng" still not following me to the pit. Follow k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8063010495183694736?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8063010495183694736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8063010495183694736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8063010495183694736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8063010495183694736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/listen-listen.html' title='Listen Listen!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4536350341061707764</id><published>2007-08-15T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:26:35.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh sorry la kakak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;huak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, sorry Mir and everybody else... So, u wanted pictures? I give you pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On National Day, after spending the whole day and the night before at Mir's, we went out to nowhere. We really had nothing to do and nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;So we took the train, supposedly to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Safrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; at city hall... till Mir saw this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreadlocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, shaggy-looking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2, with his Bob Marley El-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;famillia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; swagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, I have to get his number," she said. Seeing how that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 guy was deep in his slumber in the train, we tailed him all the way... All the way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, on the way home we took a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mira and Imran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1qyMQzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZ_Au-NMUfo/s1600-h/Gambar%28116%29.jpg"&gt;                                                      &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1qyMQzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZ_Au-NMUfo/s200/Gambar%28116%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907843513339570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mira through the lenses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQzsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xHKy1b8NfwY/s1600-h/Image+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQzsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xHKy1b8NfwY/s200/Image+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907852103274178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQztI/AAAAAAAAAD8/u7FMhSoLJm4/s1600-h/Image+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQztI/AAAAAAAAAD8/u7FMhSoLJm4/s200/Image+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907852103274194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQzuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gKOZ-yZu8A8/s1600-h/Image+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1rSMQzuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gKOZ-yZu8A8/s200/Image+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907852103274210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1riMQzvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NkqRqsPFgVc/s1600-h/Image+6.jpg"&gt;                                                  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1riMQzvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NkqRqsPFgVc/s200/Image+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907856398241522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is Imran through the lenses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FjSN-mMPJoQ/s1600-h/Image+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FjSN-mMPJoQ/s200/Image+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909484190846770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/37e59vL0UOQ/s1600-h/Image+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/37e59vL0UOQ/s200/Image+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909484190846754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FXC7bm__a50/s1600-h/Image+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KSMQzxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FXC7bm__a50/s200/Image+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909484190846738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KCMQzwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/it2Bykv_1M8/s1600-h/Image+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL3KCMQzwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/it2Bykv_1M8/s200/Image+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909479895879426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I rented a Subaru Impreza for Yunus' sisters wedding during the weekend and abang2 also step hensem uh dgn kereta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6tSMQz3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/EYQ7LSSHooQ/s1600-h/Gambar%28126%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6tSMQz3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/EYQ7LSSHooQ/s200/Gambar%28126%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098913384021151602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6syMQz1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/zPS1C2T9Z1M/s1600-h/Gambar%28121%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6syMQz1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/zPS1C2T9Z1M/s200/Gambar%28121%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098913375431216978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6tCMQz2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VppRfFIm-EQ/s1600-h/Gambar%28124%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6tCMQz2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VppRfFIm-EQ/s200/Gambar%28124%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098913379726184290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6syMQz0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/etHKJ5ppWi8/s1600-h/Gambar%28120%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL6syMQz0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/etHKJ5ppWi8/s200/Gambar%28120%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098913375431216962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mir, wait the rest i email to you uh k.... Nabilah is bugging me for the comp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4536350341061707764?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4536350341061707764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4536350341061707764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4536350341061707764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4536350341061707764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/eh-sorry-la-kakak.html' title='eh sorry la kakak!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RsL1qyMQzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZ_Au-NMUfo/s72-c/Gambar%28116%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2814797923540985570</id><published>2007-08-08T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:21:57.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Booty, Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aiyoh... dun laugh uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She looks like Kelly, coming from Destiny&lt;br /&gt;She’s so amazing, she drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Shakin’ her booty&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but work her this way.&lt;br /&gt;Could I get her a martini?&lt;br /&gt;Could i get her to start talkin’?&lt;br /&gt;Make her comfy in her own skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In goes the liquor,&lt;br /&gt;She spills all her beans&lt;br /&gt;Like how she likes her men,&lt;br /&gt;What she wears to bed&lt;br /&gt;And how she wanna get busy&lt;br /&gt;The way she gives her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna rock that body&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off that booty&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take her home with me&lt;br /&gt;Get all freaky and give her all my lovin'.&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/6309194032199871036-2814797923540985570?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2814797923540985570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2814797923540985570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2814797923540985570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2814797923540985570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/08/fly-booty-fly.html' title='Fly Booty, Fly'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6819571429282004329</id><published>2007-07-30T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:49:41.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conqueror</title><content type='html'>So the very sorry ya to all you loyal readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha! like real only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So far, its been fun at working at where i do, driving BMWs and Alfa Romeos...&lt;br /&gt;woohhoo... driving in the BMW X4 and the Alfa Romeo Spider is the works. Not to mention the Porsche Carrera GT3. Huak Huak! Giler babi siak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful Friday with Adibah + Yoonoos - Fatin - Nisha, although it started out shitty... But thanks ya Shida for tagging along. *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;and girls, we're going out next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i have nothing more to say.. dumb right?&lt;br /&gt;till i return with more less-than-wonderful stories to tell you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6819571429282004329?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6819571429282004329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6819571429282004329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6819571429282004329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6819571429282004329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/conqueror.html' title='Conqueror'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-9207907266679808933</id><published>2007-07-21T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:27:49.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big guys cry like babies, fall like tons of bricks. Hard, real hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new job. Imagine, driving a brand new left-hand driven Mitsubishi Lancer Evo 9!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.... altogether i drove 8 kind of cars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 4-door Pajero&lt;br /&gt;2. 2-door Pajero&lt;br /&gt;3. Mistubishi Grandis&lt;br /&gt;4. Evo 9 with Brembo disc brakes and sport rims.. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;5. Mistubishi Lancer 07&lt;br /&gt;6. The new Mistubishi Lancer EX GT&lt;br /&gt;7. Honda Stream RSZ 07&lt;br /&gt;8. Toyota Camry 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i went up the ramp and saw the Evo, there was no way i was gonna have anybody else drive the delicious red Evo go to anybody else.  Sitting inside, i was trying my hardest to keep a straight face. But i can't help but plaster a wide beaming smile on my face. Sorry ah if i seem the jakon-ist but sial ah... Tkde chance siak nk naik ni mcm nye kerete kat luar. the moment i went on the yard, i was squealing like how Mir would.  ngyahngyah!&lt;br /&gt;And i get $1500 to do this? haha... Gerek per...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i get to drive the Merc with that 4.5 litre engine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        ***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisha's coming home tomorrow.. Yey! Just in case you're reading this Nisha...&lt;br /&gt;AKU RINDU KAU LAH BODOH! haha... that felt a whole lotta good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till whenever, ciaoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-9207907266679808933?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/9207907266679808933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=9207907266679808933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9207907266679808933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/9207907266679808933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/big-guys-cry-like-babies-fall-like-tons.html' title='Big guys cry like babies, fall like tons of bricks. Hard, real hard.'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-760594575791628527</id><published>2007-07-19T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:41:43.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the going gets tough, the tough fucks off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hihi....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry long time no update ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sometime last week had to send my brother to the hospital cos stupid idiot here tried to act hero and do bicycle kick playing sepak takraw. Because of that he fractured the right side of his pelvic bone. Idiot! Habis die kene tengking dgn mak aku. He got a painkiller jab but turned out he was allergic to it. Here's how he looked like within the first hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat he looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp99WJNGkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/ql45Djc4dSA/s1600-h/DSC03258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp99WJNGkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/ql45Djc4dSA/s200/DSC03258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088923923333419554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how he looked after that jab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp97X5NGkhI/AAAAAAAAACg/WhXdkymi35k/s1600-h/Gambar%28089%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp97X5NGkhI/AAAAAAAAACg/WhXdkymi35k/s200/Gambar%28089%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088921754374935058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp97XpNGkgI/AAAAAAAAACY/ICFD65unsUw/s1600-h/Gambar%28088%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp97XpNGkgI/AAAAAAAAACY/ICFD65unsUw/s200/Gambar%28088%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088921750079967746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the third hour, you couldn't even see his eyes and he had mucus drooling down his nose. Eww!!! Yeah.. I wanted to take more photos but he hid away even before i could take any. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing nothing recently but yesterday I went down to Pasir freakin Panjang to go apply for a job and got it! hey i don't mind the distance from one Pasir to another but who would wanna pay me $1500 basic? huak huak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Mira, Adibah and I went down to the airport to sent Nisha who's off to Penang, alone, to attend the World Music Festival. Kesian sey my lil strawberry. Wish i could follow you but i got work la sayang. And yah, I miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adibah's friend, Fel, and later, Yunus, go with us lepak2 at this kedai kopi at Elias Mall. Amidst the talking, laughing, smoking and drinking coffee, Mir was busy looking at pictures in Adibah's phone. Skali she found two pics with ghostly presence. Here's one of em... (Err... Don't mind the Jim Beam bottle).. notice sombody standing behind us and the blow-up shows a face and fingers... EEE!!! Haha... Good Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp-BBJNGkjI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dym1xeDWhkM/s1600-h/R.R.A.D+Standby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp-BBJNGkjI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dym1xeDWhkM/s200/R.R.A.D+Standby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088927960602677810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-760594575791628527?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/760594575791628527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=760594575791628527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/760594575791628527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/760594575791628527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-going-gets-tough-tough-fucks-off_19.html' title='When the going gets tough, the tough fucks off!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Rp99WJNGkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/ql45Djc4dSA/s72-c/DSC03258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2776890885866960498</id><published>2007-07-13T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T18:20:44.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nampak-nampkanye kita ade penkritik di kalangan manusia sejagat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i get is, people always have a say in watever actions you might take.  Take for example, my poetic tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to be writing something that is so filled with anger, some people might just say&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! This guy is soo angry at the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i write about something sad, they'll go "Oh my GOD! He is so pathetic! I ain't going nowhere near him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i start to write something step mcm jiwang2 gitu, ade je lalat2 who will come and say&lt;br /&gt;"Hey i think this guy is still not over his ex." Bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, you don't come and act like you do. You knowAnd yah, to the minahs of the world united, thank you for trying to remind me although i don't actually need any of you pathetic beings to. I don't think i am that good-looking. Never said i was either. Neither have i mentioned i was cute, sexy or anything that has got to do with making my balls grow so big they could probably burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this on record. I've long forgotten about the ex and she's been left wayyy behind kept in the memory drawer. I think I've seen the ex grow up to a substantial degree to know that with her, words don't make a difference, actions does for you all to assume I'm trying my pathetic best to win her back. And guess wat? I'm doing nothing to do that. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abeh mane aku nak letak iisha, tul tk Adibah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan perosak rumah tangga orang. Aku ade kenal orang-orang macam gitu and its not good to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tau lah ape korang nak cakap, tapi tu korang nye pasal ah eh.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2776890885866960498?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2776890885866960498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2776890885866960498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2776890885866960498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2776890885866960498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm.html' title='hmm....'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2196566206508643313</id><published>2007-07-12T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T16:33:55.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat the? heh!</title><content type='html'>I don't miss you, I don't need you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't prasan jubo and think that those poetic tragedies i have right here in my blog is all about you. Tkmo ah ingatkan setiap kali aku step jiwang je pasal kau, aku step jiwang je pasal kau.. bluegh..  peh-leasse.. Tolong lah tkmo jadik mcm budak tongong. Memandangkan aku tulis pasal 4 tahun je kau pikiak aku tulis pasal kau.. tolonglah diyanah tkde mase ah. err.. excuse me, 3 1/2 if u want me to act all childish and all accountable ok. EEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, truth be told, I am pathetic, but not that pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the whole thing you not happy with him, and how your face looks different "tell me if i'm wrong. I don't think i'm wrong" bullshit, well.. it came from a few people and they came to me me.&lt;br /&gt;I happen to one day pass through my friend's friendster account and saw the hari raya pic that, i copied and pasted and posted a few days back, and i just had to see the difference. I kinda saw it so i typed out what i feel. Dgr2 skrng dah salah blog pasal orng lain. If the word "babygirl" makes you squirm then i'll have it changed. Happy? Or do you want me to delete the whole post? Not a chance lah babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy you are with him cos he makes you happy and you respect him and stuff... I respect that. I haven't once tried to pry you away from him, have i? Its gonna just be wasting my time and i'd lose my dignity as a man, or a boy, depending on whoever yang tgh judge aku ni... Buat ape? buang peluh, buang masa, bikin air muka aku jatuh je, fighting a losing battle. Come on lah Diy, you would agree with me. I'm not that dumb. And i wish you and Dan good luck in everything. Kalau jodoh korang naik pelamin tu, hope you all get there. Cos you make Diy happy. And then again Diy would come and say in her blog something between the lines of... err... Frankly i don't quite give a damn about what  Diy thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not crooning and crying at night just to fall asleep, just because you're not here anymore. Fuck! I might just die due to lack of sleep one day if i do that.&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, I am enjoying life. so...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, aku rase aku nk kene tulis disclaimer ah kat blog aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Harap maklum bahawa penulisan-penulisan di lelaman blog ini,  secara senagaja ataupun tidak, tidak ade kena-mengena dgn sesiapa yang hidup ataupun yang mati, selagi nama-nama mereka tidak ditayangkan di lelaman ini. Jikalau anda terasa akan kepedasan  yang saya ingin tayangkan di lelaman ini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; ataupun tk pasal-pasal anda terasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; itu hak milik seluar dalam anda sendiri. Jika anda tidak puas dengan disclaimer ini, tolonglah datang sendiri di alamat berikut untuk mengadu kes-kes tunjuk perasaan dan kekurangan kasih sayang masing-masing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  Blk 203 Pasir Ris St 21&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  #02-312&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  S'pura (510203)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;atau anda boleh hubungi manager lelaman ini di:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    +65 65827329  (pejabat)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      +65 93735613 (telefon bimbit)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      tomiehill@hotmail.com (e-mail)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      flooredflatout.blogspot.com (blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  Terima kasih daun keladi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2196566206508643313?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2196566206508643313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2196566206508643313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2196566206508643313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2196566206508643313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/wat-heh.html' title='wat the? heh!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4437010506682495988</id><published>2007-07-11T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:28:32.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Now, Not Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;You dropped me like a pack of nothing&lt;br /&gt;Take for granted I’ll always be there&lt;br /&gt;And now I see you kneeling, begging me&lt;br /&gt;To start again, like how we were&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What makes you think I’ll let you in again&lt;br /&gt;And let you use me and abuse me&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make me believe in those lies&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see you all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Left behind by the one you left me for&lt;br /&gt;I would've taken you in by the hand&lt;br /&gt;I would've held you so tight&lt;br /&gt;I would've comforted you all night&lt;br /&gt;I would've, I could've&lt;br /&gt;But I won't fall for it again&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/6309194032199871036-4437010506682495988?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4437010506682495988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4437010506682495988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4437010506682495988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4437010506682495988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-now-not-ever.html' title='Not Now, Not Ever'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6036681267951554858</id><published>2007-07-11T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:29:12.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was going through Seri's frenster profile when i came across a certain picture dated around 2 years ago during raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RpPZvbu463I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nHRX7p_7qZM/s1600-h/19652441547107l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RpPZvbu463I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nHRX7p_7qZM/s320/19652441547107l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085647813152926578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RpPZvru464I/AAAAAAAAACA/_f-JcUZMp6s/s1600-h/Untitled-TrueColor-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RpPZvru464I/AAAAAAAAACA/_f-JcUZMp6s/s320/Untitled-TrueColor-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085647817447893890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/54/3414554/1188300248033m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 81px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/54/3414554/1188300248033m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now babygirl dun get me wrong. I see you in pictures now and i get to see this picture of then..&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but notice an absence of a glow on your or a sparkle from your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least that's what i think. Don't think I'll ever know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong. Well, i think I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah... Got so much to think one meh? Anyone beg to differ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6036681267951554858?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6036681267951554858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6036681267951554858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6036681267951554858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6036681267951554858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/jeez.html' title='jeez!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RpPZvbu463I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nHRX7p_7qZM/s72-c/19652441547107l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-568903234310972319</id><published>2007-07-10T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T04:52:48.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Like Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you think&lt;br /&gt;You left me for something better,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind 4 years of smiles and tears&lt;br /&gt;I know those times I didn’t treat you well&lt;br /&gt;You deserve to be with someone else&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a man, I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;A chance to explain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help me understand&lt;br /&gt;How could you throw it all away?&lt;br /&gt;Could he love you like I can?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I’d give up the world for you,&lt;br /&gt;Putting nothing else in the way&lt;br /&gt;I’m begging you for another try&lt;br /&gt;Could I have that chance?&lt;br /&gt;Why? Now tell me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he do the things all nice?&lt;br /&gt;Could he do it like I can?&lt;br /&gt;Does he hold you tight to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Does he tuck you in at night?&lt;br /&gt;Or, does he just rolls over?&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wish it wasn’t true&lt;br /&gt;But he can’t do it like I do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Does he know what you like to wake up to?&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast in bed or MacDonald’s till late?&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate to cold Green tea?&lt;br /&gt;Egg sandwiches to go, or&lt;br /&gt;Just laze around in bed till whenever?&lt;br /&gt;You can wish it wasn’t true&lt;br /&gt;But he can’t love you like I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-568903234310972319?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/568903234310972319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=568903234310972319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/568903234310972319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/568903234310972319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-like-me.html' title='Not Like Me'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8896006934708483247</id><published>2007-07-09T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:21:37.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ticking tocking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, had a blast hanging out with Mir, Yunus and Adibah at Pasir Ris... Followed with the usual till-morning talkshit sessions with Mir under her block. Shit, it was a whole lotta fun and laughter with a little serious twist in parts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ingatkn berok! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for a simple but fun time. Had actually wanted to take pictures with Mir's camera but Adibah and Yunus jual mahal.. so much for allergic to camera. Right! Banyak lah u nye allergic. Gambar pt hp pe berjuta!&lt;br /&gt;okok... dun wanna say anything more. i'm gonna be deadmeat tonight just because i  said these few lines. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm gonna be very the tk tau malu here. Some people I know tell me I could write, and I should write regularly. I mean poetry of those sorts. Being a typical egoistic alpha male yg tkle kene puji, I wanna try this. well, at least try. so tell me wat you think when I do write ok? thanks the million! Ok here goes nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;One More Day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Same thing, different day.&lt;br /&gt;Same old fight,&lt;br /&gt;Looking like no end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its no more rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;How do we open their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;To this beautiful thing we share&lt;br /&gt;How do we make them believe in us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This shouldn't end this way&lt;br /&gt;The spark in this soul would die&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;Life don't seem no easier without you this way&lt;br /&gt;but i won't say no to today&lt;br /&gt;or even one more day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This could take all night&lt;br /&gt;Fighting to make things right&lt;br /&gt;my love could never die&lt;br /&gt;even with all their lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Kissing you means the world to me&lt;br /&gt;Holding you means life&lt;br /&gt;If today is the end&lt;br /&gt;Find me tonight, outside on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging for just one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, this is written for my brother whose love for his girl is for real. I've seen them going through a lot for each other, esp through race issues. So this goes out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                            ****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till tomorrow, or the day after, or the day after that, or the day after that, or the day after that... Aargh! Whenever la! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8896006934708483247?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8896006934708483247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8896006934708483247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8896006934708483247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8896006934708483247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/ticking-tocking.html' title='ticking tocking'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8826815972745360144</id><published>2007-07-07T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T16:16:34.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listen...&lt;br /&gt;To the whisper of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Telling you to love me&lt;br /&gt;Begging you to let go&lt;br /&gt;And forgive yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak...&lt;br /&gt;The words I've been wanting to hear&lt;br /&gt;The music to my ears&lt;br /&gt;The fulfillment of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See...&lt;br /&gt;How i make you smile&lt;br /&gt;The way i look at you&lt;br /&gt;And how you make my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell...&lt;br /&gt;You in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Your scent all over my shirt&lt;br /&gt;Envy, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch...&lt;br /&gt;Touch me&lt;br /&gt;How it is like in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Like how bodies would intertwine,&lt;br /&gt;Engulfed in passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me regain my senses&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to make it out&lt;br /&gt;This dizzy maze of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;not letting me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me regain my senses&lt;br /&gt;You know which buttons to press&lt;br /&gt;Which dial to turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me, help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8826815972745360144?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8826815972745360144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8826815972745360144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8826815972745360144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8826815972745360144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/sense-you.html' title='Sense You'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-7042128508432997679</id><published>2007-07-06T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:26:57.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't it now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to overwhelming requests, day in day out, from my die-hard-fans, i have decided to blog today!&lt;br /&gt;huak huak! (macam paham jek aku)&lt;br /&gt;So, this goes out to the real fans out there *ala ala rock star buat concert besar2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the last entry, life has been pretty mundane. Well at least in my book. Was supposed to head down to Penang for a surprise party for Mir but with the rest of the traveling party opting out last minute, plan hangus terbakar dikebumikan tanpa bernisan. Haha... Ape je lah kau ni im.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as th GST money went thru, i went out!&lt;br /&gt;Went out to town with Alexis and we ended up going to Rouge. Also because it was Jon Molina and Krueger's last night there. *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;Pas tu, of all people i could ever meet in a club, i met my cousin, Abg Long aka Shahlizan, and wife. Mak oi havoc siak!&lt;br /&gt;Photos of that night to be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if not for the Penang trip cancellation, i wouldn't have found my soon-to-be wife *ehem ehem*&lt;br /&gt;korang nk tgk gambar die??!! Hah amek kau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ro4rO7u461I/AAAAAAAAABo/ovq4-aIxyMc/s1600-h/404271247m.jpg"&gt;                                                                        &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ro4rO7u461I/AAAAAAAAABo/ovq4-aIxyMc/s320/404271247m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084048564900391762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my li'l strawberry (eee! prasan nye aku!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaciam cun tak? Mesti ah cun! Cun pun tk seCun die! Alersmamak, kate Im punye! hehe... *ehem ehem*&lt;br /&gt;Habislah aku malam ni punye conference session.&lt;br /&gt;And guys, i had fun last night driving around. Lain kali i amek u dari keje lak k sayang... U bley duduk kat seblah i and kacau2 radio dgn aircon k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        *************************************&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, i had my life insurance exam this morning at Suntec Tower 2. Of course i failed like i always have (well, some people might agree), but then passing mark 75/100 and i got a damn 70. binget siak. $107 dollars gone like that. But anyways its aiy-owkay. Can always try again.&lt;br /&gt;After that i waited for Mir to come, which seemed like ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Macam tunggu pokok durian berbuah. Pokok durian nk berbuah pon tk tu macam nye lamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Headed down to Marina Mandarin Hotel to look for job. but they freakin say they'll need 2 weeks to call me back IF i'm short-fucking-listed. anyways, i wanna go eat. Kebulur nk mampos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking caring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-7042128508432997679?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/7042128508432997679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=7042128508432997679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7042128508432997679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7042128508432997679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/07/frantic-tic-tic-tic-toc.html' title='Ain&apos;t it now?'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/Ro4rO7u461I/AAAAAAAAABo/ovq4-aIxyMc/s72-c/404271247m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2160004834102965575</id><published>2007-06-25T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:18:27.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Wasn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm home alone again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you're out hangin with your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Somehow I know it's not quite that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's getting pretty late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you haven't checked on me all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I called you didn't answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I'm feeling like your ignoring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish that you were home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holding me tight in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I wish I could go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To the day before we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And skip my regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish I wasn't in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So you couldn't hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it just ain't fair the way you treat me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No you don'tdeserve me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wasting my time thinking bout you when you ain't never gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish I wasn't in love with you so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Iwouldn't feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you touch me my heart melts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And everything you did wrong I forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So you play me and take advantage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of the love that I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why you wanna hurt me so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I believed in you that's why I'm so mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I'm drowning in disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's hard for me to even look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Said you care about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But from what I see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I ain't feeling that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gave you all my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you're treating me like your enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't want nothing from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just go back where you came from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This house is no longer your home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are not welcome no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hear you knockin' at the door again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm wonderin' should I let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I open up the door and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The flowers for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sobeautiful in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please stop begging me to take you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've always been a sucker for romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And before you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I concede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're all over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here I go again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish I wasn't in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So you couldn't hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2160004834102965575?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2160004834102965575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2160004834102965575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2160004834102965575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2160004834102965575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wish-i-wasnt.html' title='I Wish I Wasn&apos;t'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1896085332176813704</id><published>2007-06-19T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:49:35.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancin in The Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been really blogging cos its been somewhat of a boring week.&lt;br /&gt;Been driving around a lot. And i have been in and out of Johor more times in this past week than i have had in 2 years. Stayed over at my house in JB over the weekend. Boy! Its the family home, MY family home... but i sure haven't been part of it lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Carrefour and JUSCO, Dunhills and Sampoerna Internationals, i really enjoyed life away from Singapore. Even if it was just two days worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... i don't know if I'm supposed to blog abt this but Mir and I decided to save up to go to London somewhere in November. Ader jugaklah angan2 nk naik sampai Paris.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem far-fetched but i think its really possible.&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since i went to London. Brisbane bley tunggu jap eh. Sori k Fahmy, lain tahun ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have my fingers crossed for all these plans i have. Oh God, i so wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Mir.... I've checked. A return ticket to and from London, plus taes and fees would total up to ard SGD1432 or GBP473.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. guys, whoever you are... pray for me k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1896085332176813704?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1896085332176813704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1896085332176813704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1896085332176813704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1896085332176813704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/06/dancin-in-moonlight.html' title='Dancin in The Moonlight'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2414423504584358191</id><published>2007-06-13T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:44:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it to the bridge....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good things come to those who wait...&lt;br /&gt;my mom would tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh really lah!! jadik beb...&lt;br /&gt;went to collect my licence yesterday plus go do my passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine....&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to kaki bukit SAF driving centre to collect the issuing letter.&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk all the way out to the bus stop and take 15 to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;3. Take 72 all the way to Yio Chu Kang to SSDC to collect the licence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Made us watch a stupid video, making me go "WHERE GOT TIME??"&lt;br /&gt;5. Take the train to Lavender, go to ICA building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak kau... by the time i as waiting for my number to be called i was already dozing off. tk hensem langsung siak. but then, boy was it all worth it. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from Najmi a few hours ago to tell me our dear friend Vignes passed away in accident.&lt;br /&gt;He was a good friend. and he will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vignes was a good man. god-fearing and kind...&lt;br /&gt;will miss those maggi-sharing, ciggarette-steng-ing nights.&lt;br /&gt;REST IN PEACE, FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2414423504584358191?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2414423504584358191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-6409450229194342403</id><published>2007-06-09T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:21:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukan Diriku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;setelah kupahami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ku bukan  yang terbaik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang ada di hatimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tak dapat kusangsikan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ternyata  dirinyalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang mengerti kamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bukanlah diriku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kini maafkanlah  aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bila ku menjadi bisu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kepada dirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bukan santunku terbungkam  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hanya hatiku berbatas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tuk mengerti kamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;maafkanlah aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;walau kumasih mencintaimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kuharus meninggalkanmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kuharus melupakanmu  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;meski hatiku menyayangimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nurani membutuhkanmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kuharus merelakanmu  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dan hanyalah dirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang mampu memahamiku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang dapat mengerti  aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ternyata dirinyalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang sanggup menyanjungmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yang lama  menyentuhmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;bukanlah diriku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-Samsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-6409450229194342403?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/6409450229194342403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=6409450229194342403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6409450229194342403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/6409450229194342403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/06/bukan-diriku.html' title='Bukan Diriku'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8197904213107210209</id><published>2007-06-09T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:16:46.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish you were here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could you ever say you were there?  &lt;br /&gt;When i needed you the most,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed someone to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;All you did was put me down&lt;br /&gt;burying me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back the hurt,&lt;br /&gt;release me from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Give back the me you took&lt;br /&gt;the one who knows he can.&lt;br /&gt;You left me, walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me behind, crying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;cos you're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;you hate me for hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;Can you ever blame me for holding on&lt;br /&gt;to something I know,&lt;br /&gt;for once in my most unfortunate life, is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8197904213107210209?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-446606298561949076</id><published>2007-06-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:01:58.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hi peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to sentosa on thursday to we surprise apit. that idiot is finally getting enlisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979845_1024.ts1180786287882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979845_1024.ts1180786287882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the posse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979848_1024.ts1180786305699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979848_1024.ts1180786305699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979847_1024.ts1180786301944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979847_1024.ts1180786301944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979852_1024.ts1180786329763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979852_1024.ts1180786329763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979849_1024.ts1180786310909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://preview.floored.photosite.com/%7Ephotos/tn/10979849_1024.ts1180786310909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good luck bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-446606298561949076?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/446606298561949076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=446606298561949076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muahhahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORD PERSONNEL FALL IN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORD PERSONNEL SEDIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORD PERSONNEL KELUAR BARIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;turn &lt;em&gt;check &lt;/em&gt;bang &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;up &lt;em&gt;check &lt;/em&gt;down&lt;em&gt;  check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ORD OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-203147050849631342?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/203147050849631342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=203147050849631342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/203147050849631342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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May you enjoy a wonderful year ahead and success in watever it is you are in.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be blogging around, being all jiwang-y anymore... But stranger, i do remember exactly two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap!&lt;br /&gt;1. Dinner at Lau Pa Sat&lt;br /&gt;2. China Bar, you, me , Mir and Sinar&lt;br /&gt;3. bus number 12, got apek isap gum boarding at bedok south&lt;br /&gt;4. Crazy apek drop with us and you got really scared.. freaked out like org gile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been two years.&lt;br /&gt;Take care. Again, i hope you have a really happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Smile always k stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ORD COUNTDOWN TIMER : 2 FREAKIN' DAYS! &lt;em&gt;as of right now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huak huak! Got all my stuff from my freaking cupboard home.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i cannot wait for friday.&lt;br /&gt;wahlau... my IC face sec 3 you know!&lt;br /&gt;but then people, two years already uh!? so fast... Uncle Ab can't believe its gone just like that. neither can mir, me, farhan, firdaus, blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you when i ORD! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4420141291432779496?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4420141291432779496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4420141291432779496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4420141291432779496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4420141291432779496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-604143442672939896</id><published>2007-05-27T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:41:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Littlest Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have  to watch other people kissin'&lt;br /&gt;And I remember when you started callin' me your  miss's&lt;br /&gt;All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you sad  stories about my childhood&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I trusted you but I knew that I  could&lt;br /&gt;We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt&lt;br /&gt;I was just so  happy in your boxers and your t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams,  Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It  seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you have the  same dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it  sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That  the things are reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just  pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the  end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' tea in bed&lt;br /&gt;Watching DVD's&lt;br /&gt;When I discovered all your  dirty grotty magazines&lt;br /&gt;You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is  trainers&lt;br /&gt;As if we ever needed anything to entertain us&lt;br /&gt;the first time that  you introduced me to your friends&lt;br /&gt;and you could tell I was nervous, so you  held my hand&lt;br /&gt;when I was feeling down, you made that face you do&lt;br /&gt;no one in  the world who could replace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of  when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of me and you&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It  seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you feel the same way  too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but  its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things  reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for  only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but could we just pretend for a weekend? i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-604143442672939896?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/604143442672939896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=604143442672939896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/604143442672939896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/604143442672939896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/littlest-things.html' title='The Littlest Things'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8039124542303013817</id><published>2007-05-26T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T02:10:39.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poop ploop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help! I'm stuck at home for the weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not fair... Mir's going to the new "Momo-with-a-new-name". I think its called Velvet  Dragon or something like that. For sure a very ah-bengy name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eviews k Mir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has sure been a long time since i went clubbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't say i miss the nightlife but its sure fun to go after such a long hiatus. I just don't see myself doing it week in and week out, unlike certain people. Last time i went was with Diy way back in January? February? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alersmamak, lama siak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be back as soon as my job and car deals are done. Which is not gonna take sooo damn long. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well... toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8039124542303013817?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8039124542303013817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8039124542303013817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8039124542303013817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8039124542303013817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/poop-ploop.html' title='poop ploop'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8076041816279723158</id><published>2007-05-26T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:35:23.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a good look at me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trudging down memory lanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking back at sunsets and sunrises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The waves brought you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tides drifted you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tender moments, unforgettable journeys   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears and sparkles from those beautiful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The breeze brought you closer to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the wind pushed you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence lingers all around&lt;br /&gt;At every corner, on every mantle&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;But only those memories were ever present&lt;br /&gt;Only memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- imran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8076041816279723158?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8076041816279723158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8076041816279723158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8076041816279723158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8076041816279723158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-good-look-at-me-now.html' title='Take a good look at me now.'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-7971304361720468916</id><published>2007-05-24T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:53:40.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zungu zungu zang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goozness gracious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coundown timer: 8 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been a long time coming, my dears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 years have been too long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and here i come, real world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, went karaoke-ing with salma and the gang last thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they all very clever, tell me meet at one at tampines mrt platform cos the thing starts at 2... ended up meeting up with salma first at eunos station and fari and boyfren came at 2+++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last last kite nyanyi kul 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 3 hours of jack daniels and whole lotta songs, we went to bugis for dinner and then arab street for shisha... fun fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that went to mustafa centre cos i told them about laughing gas. they seemed kinda interested so we flew there.. no waste time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we went to the park at tamp in front of century sq and well... i need no intro. but fari and ash needed some time to get that effect. esp fari.. pecah virgin la kate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fari hi nk mampos bile tau? bile da nk balik! kekek siak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!! eenuf weenuf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got a call from my aunt... Syafiq's mom. she offered me a job with great easter after my mom told her about me going to sign up with AXA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thing is, AXA is offering me an interesting job with only commisions... Great Eastern is contemplating giving me up to 2000 bucks basic. Dat one haven't even plus commision you know! tomorrow got appointment with them. wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya! i forgot... Last night AC Milan won! Watched it with Mir and Uncle at kedai kopi at drive 6 after Mir's appointment at Yishun. Uncle was sweating profusely cos he was a Liverpudlian... from the Kevin Keegan days. or so he says. Both of us just didn't support Liverpool, we are Gooners. On the other hand, Mir, well, she was concentrating more on this bangla we named Gafoor Abdurrahmann (accentuate the nn) . He was a victim of our people-watching spree at the kedai kopi. abeh mir, kau tkya lah nk sampai spot die nye every movement dumb dumb! nk kenal2 sgt per... aku bley arrange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okok! i wanna go download songs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taking care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.getloose.footloose.dismantle.missedcall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-7971304361720468916?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/7971304361720468916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=7971304361720468916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7971304361720468916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/7971304361720468916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/zungu-zungu-zang.html' title='zungu zungu zang!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-2739244752347668235</id><published>2007-05-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:55:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realised I've been really stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging onto a thread or so i thought there was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that person, thank you for not replying on Sunday. By doing that you made me realise that hanging on was much too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is wat you've wanted me to do, i don't know. Thank you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;just don't' be a stranger aite. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;my NS life will be over in..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 WEEKS! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally sia. It feels like a breath of fresh air, looking at all the things I've been put through&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2 years. ouh... Looking back, i couldn't imagine being that strong to go through what i did.&lt;br /&gt;For all those people who took part in my life during those trying times or whether you were the ones who caused it... Thank you. I would like to think i grew up because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.getloose.footloose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-2739244752347668235?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/2739244752347668235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=2739244752347668235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2739244752347668235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/2739244752347668235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3250055422347607472</id><published>2007-05-05T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:21:46.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly silly me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am a lonely guy. a stupid one at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you must see me as this humour-loving, fun and friendly guy who gets along well with anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm a good actor, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have, in one way or another, pushed the women in my life away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i could have hurt them, cheated on them, disappointed them, freaked them out and downright used them, whether with or without purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i could go on and rant about how they don't understand me or how they don't see eye to eye with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nope nope nope nope nope nope....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they're not at fault. i am one person who's really bad at telling people how he really feels. even if i did, timing would absolutely suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to a certain person... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't you ever dare doubt my sincerity. i am a friend, nothing more nothing less. close to family but a friend nonetheless... i know my lines. and maybe i have never seen this side of you cos i have never expect to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those who try to forget but just can't let go -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting on a couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whispering sweet nothings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drawing circles and figure-8s with your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Calling each other sweet nicknames. Silly, but sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its not right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have that frame hung up in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leave my room kissing your picture on my mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleep with your lime green shoal upon my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos without it i can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember 201204, that unforgettable night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss your scent in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remember those times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Times where others would've just let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we hung on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How we'd laugh our asses off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and cried our tears.. together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will keep loving and missing you because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You took my heart and i can't take it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You left an imprint so deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that it seems so long for me to fill it up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are the best i ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You fulfill my days like no other could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't help feeling like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its not right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos you moved on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its just soo wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-3250055422347607472?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3250055422347607472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3250055422347607472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3250055422347607472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3250055422347607472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/silly-silly-me.html' title='silly silly me...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1103226629340198616</id><published>2007-05-04T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:17:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who ever held you&lt;br /&gt;Would tell you the way I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who ever wanted you&lt;br /&gt;Would try to tell you what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was the feeling that you ain't faking&lt;br /&gt;The only one you ever thought about&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute can't you see that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the man who tried to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;He's explaining the way I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;For all the jealousy I caused you&lt;br /&gt;States the reason why I'm trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;As for all the things you taught me&lt;br /&gt;It sends my future into clearer dimensions&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Stay a minute can't you see that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many hearts are broken&lt;br /&gt;A lover’s promise never came with a maybe&lt;br /&gt;So many words are left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;The silent voices are driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;As for all the pain you caused me&lt;br /&gt;Making up could never be your intention&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know how much you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Stay can’t you see that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Straight into your arms&lt;br /&gt;I, I feel you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note... spent wednesday night with salma and hubby shahrul (oh i am so bad with names), fari and bf, ashraf... seeing fari ashraf, they're one couple i'd never see hook up.. its like hell froze over...&lt;br /&gt;mak! over siak!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i know opposites attract.. but this is wayyy too opposite. nevertheless... good luck guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they invited me to karaoke session sometime next week or something... wah! can see farihah sing jiwang songs. i would pay to see that. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why bother to sleep when you got all the time in the world to when you're dead...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1103226629340198616?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1103226629340198616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1103226629340198616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1103226629340198616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1103226629340198616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/05/stars-anyone-who-ever-held-you-would.html' title='Stars'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-823664911522162479</id><published>2007-04-30T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:18:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Godfather is the shiznit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing that game for a day and a half and i just can't seem to let it go. killing people, taking over business... killing people over businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey tony, relax. Its just business..." then, BANG BANG BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... sadistic siak aku.&lt;br /&gt;"keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huak huak... banyak nah quoting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i need to get away from here. my friend, fahmi who's in Brisbane now just invited me over. i mean i'd love to go. i love the weather there with the sceneries and all... have been to australia 3 times(but not brisbane), i'd really like to got to go!&lt;br /&gt;to just get away from the hustle and bustle of this crazy li'l island is good for you, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna check out studying and werking opportunities there...&lt;br /&gt;dpt lobang aku cabot! sape nk tinggal kt singapore lamer2 ni. duit rokok dah nk naik 12 ketul satu packet. haha.. pukimak nye govt. keje nk mkn duit orang je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gots to go now people. very busy day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-823664911522162479?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/823664911522162479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=823664911522162479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/823664911522162479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/823664911522162479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/toosh.html' title='toosh!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-826664602122606784</id><published>2007-04-24T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:21:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trashy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the long absence people!&lt;br /&gt;been away from the comp for a whole nine days and finally i'm home!&lt;br /&gt;for those been missing me, i miss you too! haha... crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess wat.. after nearly about 23 months of pure bullshit, there's only 4 working days left in my ns career. you know, i'd never thought i'll be happy to end any kind of career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes farhana, now i can go get my chicken rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand i decided to try my hand job-finding and lo and behold! i got a job interview for a financial planner job with AXA, tomorrow. coolness...&lt;br /&gt;got lots of things i wanna achieve after a whole 23 months-worth of thinkin. guess i could come up with my own lifelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really have much to blog about but i'm just happy to be home.&lt;br /&gt;"my camp, my home" is no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on my dears... cheer up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-826664602122606784?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/826664602122606784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=826664602122606784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/826664602122606784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/826664602122606784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/trashy.html' title='trashy'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-3420549185141147057</id><published>2007-04-15T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:23:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goddess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHSs5pPjtI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Iyr9dlR69M/s1600-h/CAA7MLLV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053551925716291282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHSs5pPjtI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Iyr9dlR69M/s320/CAA7MLLV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStJpPjuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/deYqW25f6Ng/s1600-h/CAW19UW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053551930011258594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStJpPjuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/deYqW25f6Ng/s320/CAW19UW2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStZpPjvI/AAAAAAAAABY/E7Z83gmB_-8/s1600-h/CAXB2VRS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053551934306225906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStZpPjvI/AAAAAAAAABY/E7Z83gmB_-8/s320/CAXB2VRS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStppPjwI/AAAAAAAAABg/MusQKAE0Fa4/s1600-h/jessica-alba-746218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053551938601193218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHStppPjwI/AAAAAAAAABg/MusQKAE0Fa4/s320/jessica-alba-746218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there you go... Jessica Alba.. my Venus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHSM5pPjpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j1KI8rs2lK4/s1600-h/CAA7MLLV.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHSM5pPjqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-W1N4AZT5nY/s1600-h/CAW19UW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6309194032199871036-3420549185141147057?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/3420549185141147057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=3420549185141147057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3420549185141147057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/3420549185141147057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-goddess.html' title='My Goddess...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RiHSs5pPjtI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Iyr9dlR69M/s72-c/CAA7MLLV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1026676247999283055</id><published>2007-04-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:26:58.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>err... hello?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;err... hello?! going crazy here...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the end of my 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day trapped in my camp because of SOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;em&gt;my camp, my home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful right?&lt;br /&gt;Other than disturbing the sacred sanctity of solace my mind is trying to achieve, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; but sadistic punishment called SOL is actually very very money-saving. Think. My payday came on the 10t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but i won't get to actually spend it till the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I mean the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; isn't a month away from the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of May. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going shopping and clubbing ah! Too bad Club &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MOMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is closing down.&lt;br /&gt;On the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i heard. Its just sad cos since the old Cheeky Monkeys closed down, to me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MOMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the future.&lt;br /&gt;presently, i am in camp, going down to the guardroom to sign the SOL book at the stroke of every hour. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the sadistic part. You might say, "hey its not that bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!"...&lt;br /&gt;You wanna try it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Momma's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; boy won't even make it pass the first 24hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... LOVE LIFE UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Not really love life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;but this girl i met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, F&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;arhanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the way it spelt), is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;a very&lt;/span&gt; interesting chick. Prefers a non-mat&lt;em&gt; (moi!)&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;-speaking &lt;em&gt;(moi!)&lt;/em&gt;, and good-looking &lt;em&gt;(err... moi?) &lt;/em&gt;guy&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been meaning to meet up but sad sad... I cannot go out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... updates soon!&lt;br /&gt;and there's N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;isa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.. this chic from my former secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;cute too.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;As i would tell you like i told the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Imran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is now single, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; and ready to mingle!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;'m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not supposed to say this already... but i do miss you kitty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1026676247999283055?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1026676247999283055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1026676247999283055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1026676247999283055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1026676247999283055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/err-hello.html' title='err... hello?!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8998362851261700984</id><published>2007-04-06T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:29:06.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my second day of my 14-day sentence just ended... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really miss everybody already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my family, mir.... especially mir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i would go crazy spending that much time in camp, not that i need the extra craziness installed inside my already troubled head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thing is... i haven't had anybody who could keep me calm when i'm troubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there used to be kitty kat, but she's gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and meercat can only do so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i need to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speaking of that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here are some stuff i really wanna get..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050347844738905826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RhZwm13SduI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NI1AeA8LCww/s320/199580_fpx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marc Ecko Men's Watch E18500G1&lt;br /&gt;last known price: $329 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i've found the Masterpiece. This gorgeous, masculine watch features a polished silver case and bracelet, and interchangeable decorative bezels to match my everchanging mood. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050351538410780402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RhZz913SdvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1x8P63Wk544/s320/29963070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alessandro Dell Acqua Cologne by Alessandro Dell Acqua for Men &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last known price: $69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm definitely gonna go get this once i get outta here. definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i intend to go to a men's spa up in pacific plaza once i'm out.. gonna start pampering myself instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drive safe, hold out the chairs, tip your waitreses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i gots to go!&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/6309194032199871036-8998362851261700984?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8998362851261700984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8998362851261700984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8998362851261700984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8998362851261700984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/broken.html' title='broken...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMlMZTLmMjU/RhZwm13SduI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NI1AeA8LCww/s72-c/199580_fpx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-128524342485416179</id><published>2007-04-05T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:21:37.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You look better from behind...</title><content type='html'>Grown and sexy from your head,&lt;br /&gt;down to your toes you know you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;Got that perfect face a perfect shape,&lt;br /&gt;and perfect smile.&lt;br /&gt;But soon as you turned around,&lt;br /&gt;it's something that I realized.&lt;br /&gt;You look better from behind,&lt;br /&gt;you look better from behind, grown and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style&lt;br /&gt;Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass&lt;br /&gt;Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile&lt;br /&gt;But even better, is the beauty of your ass&lt;br /&gt;Staring right, into the beauty of your profile&lt;br /&gt;There's something, that I gotta ask&lt;br /&gt;Can you let me, let me...&lt;br /&gt;Let me, view your beauty from the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're grown and sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss my kitty kat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-128524342485416179?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/128524342485416179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=128524342485416179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/128524342485416179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/128524342485416179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-look-better-from-behind_2829.html' title='You look better from behind...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-8380870375717779693</id><published>2007-04-05T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:23:05.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>refresher...</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Whichever people that looks at this little pathetic space called imran's blog..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from an 8 day standby.. wah! tiring sia. Its like living in a shithole with no physical contact with the outside world. Only thing is, this shitole can feed you... with shit food nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;Been driving for the Seletar Dog Section the whole of last week. all i saw was the big-ass dogs and their handlers. mind you, when i say big-ass, i really mean big-ass. Those dogs could literally eat you up without even breaking a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, scrap the previous entry about me getting SOL last week. I'm gonna get charged tomorrow morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah, mak bapak aku pegi umrah aku kt camp, dorang dah balik aku masih kt camp&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wat to do.. tkde nasib. Lucky my parents understanding.&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know, my parents are the kinda parents who welcome punishments to their kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;example 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back in primary 1 &amp;amp; 2, i used to get slapped by my teacher. yup! right smack on this cute little face. would tell my mom when i got home and guess wat, i'll get smacked on the other cheek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;example 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still the same childish boy in secondary school. My&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;parents told my form teacher that if need be i deserve public caning, just go ahead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****************************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Mira today. go and sebok2 follow her go interview.&lt;br /&gt;Got to meet Skye at Bugis. Waiting at the fountain at Bugis Junction, Mira and I sat, people watching for almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;You should look at Mira's face at the remarks i made about all those poor victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that guy looks gay, that girl looks like crap in that top...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, basically i was being such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Skye for the first time in 2 freaking long years.&lt;br /&gt;Chat and laughed our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that bugger. basically he was the older brother i never had...&lt;br /&gt;i promise to update with photos the next time round. trying to get the photos from Mira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! you could go on to her blog to see la!&lt;br /&gt;well... till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smell ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-8380870375717779693?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/8380870375717779693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=8380870375717779693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8380870375717779693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/8380870375717779693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/04/refresher.html' title='refresher...'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4751953709828831844</id><published>2007-03-23T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:37:40.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bluegh!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.. i just have to let this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun you just get mad when someone was supposed to meet you after such a long time(results may vary) and u miss so damn much blows you off just because she can't say no to some jerk who wanted to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person just had to say "okok... tell you wat, i go eat with him after that i meet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! yah... i deserve THAT from you wat.&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont' fucking feature in your plans la but dun just smear the shit right onto my face like that.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait! u always do that. hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to say who la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sape makan lada, terase lah pedasnya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say i hurt you bad... but you don't give a needle-prick-sized fuck about how i feel most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even believe you when you say you miss me cos i just don't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta try harder than that la woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4751953709828831844?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4751953709828831844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4751953709828831844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4751953709828831844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4751953709828831844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/03/bluegh_23.html' title='bluegh!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-52349075967421432</id><published>2007-03-23T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:42:22.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would understand... NOT!!</title><content type='html'>I successfully survived a whole week in camp. The last time i did that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eeoons&lt;/span&gt; ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Just got to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna be charged with 14 days SOL. Thing is, within this 14 days i can't go out of camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; gave me this option;&lt;br /&gt;1. get charged today(23 march) and it'll end on on 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April.&lt;br /&gt;- the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; problem with this is, i haven't been home for the week and i can't refresh my supplies of clothes, money (from dad's wallet.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..) and ciggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. get charged on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; (26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; march) and end on 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April.&lt;br /&gt;-mommy and daddy would be going to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;umrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; but the afternoon. i can only go home at night. so i won't meet my parents till they come back two weeks later. sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been waiting the whole day for the charge to come down and march into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OC's&lt;/span&gt; office.. He just had to take the whole day to tell me the charge hasn't come down and i'll be charged on monday instead. "&lt;em&gt;Lan Lan" he said... &lt;/em&gt;Irritating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So it dawned on me that i won't be sending my parents off.&lt;br /&gt;Its actually saddening that i couldn't do that cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; the eldest and its an unspoken responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to everything else in life, i can be a man and be steady...&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to family. you my friends, can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Imran&lt;/span&gt; go down on his knees and cry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mommy and daddy's favourite son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; home now busy typing all this out and trying to explain to daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;what's&lt;/span&gt; going on at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Explaining to an old man regarding today's army. Can get pretty irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, my dad is pretty hi-tech for his age, i think. He bought himself a laptop the other day and now has an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; account. Coolness or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Okok&lt;/span&gt;, i think my tummy's holding a heavy metal concert cos its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;grumbling&lt;/span&gt; like one.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go eat mommy's chicken rice &lt;em&gt;yum yum...&lt;/em&gt; and the chocolate cake she baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, take care, have a good ride home..&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to tip your waitresses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ciaoz&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-52349075967421432?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/52349075967421432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=52349075967421432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/52349075967421432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/52349075967421432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-would-understand-not.html' title='I would understand... NOT!!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-1920740618514422613</id><published>2007-03-20T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:24:34.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Think Everyday Sunday Ah?!</title><content type='html'>the first kopek entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe i'm actually staying in camp for a whole damn week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm doin ok hanging on that thin-ass thread thats holding my insanity together.&lt;br /&gt;Got combat shoot range yesterday which ended with a bang. literally..&lt;br /&gt;well... wat to do? ord lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing orientation the whole day today, cos mr "expert driver" here just had to bang into that stupid yellow lorry back in Jan. Sibei malu siak drive around with the idiotic big-ass 'P' plate which has "DRIVER UNDER ORIENTATION" written on it.&lt;br /&gt;For those whose brains admin a bit lambat, only greenhorns drive with that pain in the ass sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...  Got to do more driving now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-1920740618514422613?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/1920740618514422613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=1920740618514422613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1920740618514422613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/1920740618514422613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/03/everday-sunday-ah-you-think.html' title='You Think Everyday Sunday Ah?!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309194032199871036.post-4469028423645764704</id><published>2007-03-18T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:37:00.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look... the late bloomer!</title><content type='html'>i know, i know...&lt;br /&gt;everybody's asking "im, dun u have a blog? hook me up..."&lt;br /&gt;i'll just answer.. i dun have the time to keep one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here's mine.&lt;br /&gt;its plain cos i havent found the time to do anything abt it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll have somebody do that for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309194032199871036-4469028423645764704?l=flooredflatout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/feeds/4469028423645764704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309194032199871036&amp;postID=4469028423645764704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4469028423645764704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309194032199871036/posts/default/4469028423645764704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flooredflatout.blogspot.com/2007/03/look-late-bloomer.html' title='look... the late bloomer!'/><author><name>imran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04612030699347902777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
