<?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-21550461</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:27:47.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walal ufuq yadhmun mayta attuyuur, wala annahl yalsam maytazzuhur</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21550461.post-7800898441329502014</id><published>2007-04-27T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T06:55:59.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala~</title><content type='html'>ahh..i c dat my last update was on 24th march. so, it has been a month or so.. hmm.. we finished HLS, n CVS, n now going into 2nd week of RS. seems to me, tym is realy passing us by. haih~ results for my CVS n HLS weren't good.. so, dat means i have to work hard for the coming final exam.. again. GOD! hate dat..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i dun realy hav anythng to tel u.. my lyf is juz like it is.. wake up in d morning, go to the U, got back home, eat n sleep.. same, mundane, old life of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait a minute, now i remember.. i watched My Piano last two days. i can say dat it is a beautiful movie. it's a korean movie, but not a typical korean movie ====&gt; handsome actors, cute heroin, n a story to tell how awesome their lives are. honestly, i already got tired with dat kind of movie. i mean those movies that are superficial, telling us a tale, a lie, bout how easy life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Piano, on the other hand, is based on a..i can say.. not a strong plot. it's a typical plot.. a lot of movies had taken that plot as their bases. but how the story is presented is juz awesome. the dynamic of da movie keep our eyes on the screen, without even a glitch of boredom. it's a life drama about a 30-year-old piano teacher n a mischievous-music-genius-10-year-old boy. how the relationship, progress from hateness n ego to love. n oh yes,  if u wanna c how a ten year old boy plays piano, go watch the movie. i think he can play the bumble-bee with his eyes closed. ahaha. that's what we call.. talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried to search western movies that are good. n i would say, only the Blood Diamond meet my expectation. others are juz lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. n here's a lil' sumthing from my past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;am i nothing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;cause i began to think i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;cause i'd always ruin someone's life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;cause i've alwiz been a burden to someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;cause i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;i'm just a must-forgotten-stuff in everyone's memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;am i nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;to someone that is so special..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;to anyone that i know..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;cause right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;i really think i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i end my update.. skian~&lt;br /&gt;salam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-7800898441329502014?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/7800898441329502014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=7800898441329502014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/7800898441329502014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/7800898441329502014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalala.html' title='lalala~'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-786139502275015586</id><published>2007-03-24T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:22:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;a reawakening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;oh..finally, i got tired with the previous skin n decided to change it to the new one. n after fixing it, i had to fix my haloscan, which in turn, costs me all the comments. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's all gone&lt;/span&gt;.. haih~ anyhow, this new skin is for my love towards FMA, the greatest anime of all time. some people say that it's better than the legendary dragonball. i myself would think the same. the plot and characters are waaaaayyy cooler n brilliant. as all of u, that i believe had watched the series over n over, u can decide that on ur own.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it's been forever since my last update. to tell u the truth, there hasn't much thing goin' on. my life is still as it is. except that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my goatie keep growing n growing&lt;/span&gt;. yearghhhh..! oh yeah, last nite, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i tried agela..or shisha&lt;/span&gt;. it wasn't fun. my chest felt hurt. now, i get more confused.. why do people smoke that thing?? it's BAD for ur health. oh..for the love of God, please love urself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ah..result for my first sem didn't turn out well. i f*cked up my final exam really bad. ahaha. n the result for the first system, it wasn't good as well. i had a fever, n honestly, that fever really screwed me up. i even thought of an idea to postpone my exam.. but somehow, i just felt that i should just go through the exam as it is. n the result is, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;my marks are not that great..again&lt;/span&gt;. haishhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ok guys..bye. salam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-786139502275015586?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/786139502275015586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=786139502275015586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/786139502275015586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/786139502275015586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/03/reawakening-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-117036887175946026</id><published>2007-02-01T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:15:28.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rehlah bujang ambang 20an</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;hello guys.. as i've told u in the previous entry, we went to aqaba on tuesday, n headed straight to wadi rum da next day. i'm too tired to tell the story, besides, i bet that my friends' blogs will tell u more bout it. so i decided to put up some pics.  some were shot by me, n some by my friends. as for the end, i might say i enjoyed this vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can visit to &lt;a href="http://www.fonsozone.fotopages.com"&gt;my fotopages&lt;/a&gt; for the piccas.&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/21550461-117036887175946026?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/117036887175946026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=117036887175946026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/117036887175946026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/117036887175946026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/02/rehlah-bujang-ambang-20an.html' title='rehlah bujang ambang 20an'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-117006240917359809</id><published>2007-01-29T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:12:06.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;end of a little journey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;n so we all know, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the exams here in jordan has already ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. i finished a day later than my colleagues.. as i had to sit for Animal Health paper on 28th. but i wasn't in the mood to do all the drill n bla bla.. only started to read the material at 9 a.m that morning, n the exam was on 1 p.m. haha. hopefully.. i'll get marks that is proportionate to my study. anyhow.. the exam was kinda ok.. except for bathology.. which is kinda too-cruel-for-a-reality. haih~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;but first, for the commomeration of finishing our 1st sem, we (team A) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;went to McD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that 27th nite. but i won't write bout it here, since u can read it in kamen's. anyhow, last nite, i planned to go to pizza hut with my buddies (team B), syamil and awe n a few certain people.. but i got a call from ida, telling me that i am invited to go to a dinner with her dad. n so i dropped the pizza hut thing, n went to go for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a dinner with ida n her gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. i guess i will b get going for a slice of pizza tonite, insyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;n today is the first day, that i woke up without any urgency to read books, or having to prepare to go to class.. honestly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; it's kinda weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. haha. but i might enjoy it as much as i can. coz its only for 2 weeks, before we go into another journey full of scary monsters &lt;==== exaggerating. but..it's kinda true actually. haha. ending the 1st sem, n moving forward to enter the 2nd sem.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;it's kinda a relief, but yet, it's kinda intriguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. to see how hard the sem can b, n how hard can i b.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;n the plan for the hols season, i might juz go to Wadi rum with a few buddies of mine. the initial plan is to include abg syafi and abg faez.. but under a circumstance, that i tried to find a way through n failed, we've got to go this Tuesday.. insyaAllah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i'm honestly truely n deeply sorry for both abg faez b abg syafi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. to tell them that they will b excluded, it sucks n it torned me into two. but what the heck.. i can go with u anytime to wadi rum.. ok?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;oh yes, lastnite, we watched a korean movie entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a moment to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. what a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; movie. it's just do wonderful that i'm already in bayt-moslem-mode. hahaha. watch the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; truely recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;n with that i end my update. happy holiday frens!&lt;br /&gt;salam~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/21550461-117006240917359809?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/117006240917359809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=117006240917359809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/117006240917359809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/117006240917359809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-little-journey.html' title=''/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116948477598360449</id><published>2007-01-22T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:12:08.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven in little-hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;what does it mean to live? to be perfect? u can try as hard as u might, but u'll never be perfect. know why? because that particular word, only n will only be applicable to one person, that's God himself. then, what the heck is our objective? why do we have to live actually? me, from my personal view, life is all about trying to make it perfect. some may not agree, as they say, that we can't be perfect, not in a million years. but i ground to my opinion. because to me, REALLY, life is all about trying to make it perfect. TRYING, n keep trying, though we know it won't be perfect in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;when we walk the road, sometimes, we wonder.. "hey, why does he get all the good stuff, n i get all the cheap stuff?", or, "hey, why the hell he gets her? while i'm the one who's more handsome n bla bla bla?". but, u know what? this life, it is not made to fill all of ur desires. no, it's NOT. life is cruel, it will beat u down, until ure on ur knees, n it will still beat u then, if u let it. it can be unfair to u, more than u can think of. life it's not about how hard u can punch, it's ALL about how hard u can get punch and keep movin' on. so, how the hell we gonna  survive this little-hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;some gonna say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;juz follow the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, n u'll be alright. we say, "truth is white, n false is black." haha.. yeah rite. if it's really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; easy.. just when we about to think that the  truth is white, n false is black... life invented something called ===&gt;  gray. n then, life proudly say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; "sometimes, the truth is neither black nor white dear, it's something between it.. it's just.. gray."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;so, again, how the heck we gonna live ths little hell successfully?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;as i previously said, u gotta be perfect. n that means, every second of your time, u will fill it with efforts that will make u a better person than others. u must KEEP TRYING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;u are not allowed to be anybody.. instead, u have to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;be someone that makes people want to be you. but, don't get me wrong. being a 24-hour nerd is not what i meant by trying to be perfect. sometimes, u have to watch movies, so you can talk to others bout it. or sometime, u should learn to compose a song, at least. n be grateful to god, on every peace n shit u have been through, is something that u must always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;as i live my life in these few previous years, ( i mean, those years when i'm on my own), i found out that, those cruelty and those unfairness about life, it's somewhat a challenge letter, sent by God.. thousand years ago. and honestly, without the cruelty and unfairness, life itself will be boring . this whole damn world will be mundane to live in. n having said that, i can conclude, that we can find a place that we can call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;heaven in this little-hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, as long as we keep trying to be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;but, what the heck, i'm an 18-year-old boy. those words in the preceeding paragraphs, it'a all just me, a boy. what 18 years old boy can say bout "life", ayte? i bet u guys out there shud know better.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116948477598360449?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116948477598360449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116948477598360449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116948477598360449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116948477598360449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/01/heaven-in-little-hell.html' title='heaven in little-hell'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116917871992048130</id><published>2007-01-18T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:12:21.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i freakin like YUI ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i freakin like YUI ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ahhhh..it has been a long time. indeed, it has been about what? 2months since i updated? i thought of bulldozing dis very blog of mine, but suddenly, there is sumthng i wud lyk to tell u guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;gomen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;anyhow, anatomy sucks! i cud only answer half of it.. n the other half..? (God bless me..) but what the heck, there is no time to be sad, yesterday was a day to celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; happy besday kak syifa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. seems to me, January is where my feveret people was borned. my dearest mom, ida, kak syifa..n sumone who was n still is, very dear to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;anyhow, back to the topic. yes yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M FREAKIN IN LOVE WITH YUI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; she's juz so kawaii, n her voice is beautiful.. n most of all, she writes her own songs.. n dat makes her original. she's da one who sings both opening and ending theme for bleach anime. both songs are good. so i wiki-ed her ( sorta googling her, but using wikipedia.. leh ke?) n found out dat she oredi released an album, n already starred a highly-acclaimation movie called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;TAIYOU NO UTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;" (song to the sun / midnite sun).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i oredi watched da film.. it was a sad story.. n it's good. but pliz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;dun ever watch it with ur fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;watch it on ur own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;! coz then, u can feel da story.. ecehceh~ among da OSTs for the film, i like     " Goodbye days " most. n after i got mesmerized by her talent, i tried to search for the whole album, which later, i got it from bro faiz afsal. the album lists 12 tracks, n all of them are really a nice piece of work. but i'm just gonna list down a few songs dat u can download it from Limewire, n dat means, those songs are the most popular n favorited by people all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Goodbye days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow's way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Rolling star (bleach opening theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Life (bleach ending theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Feel my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my personal feveret is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Feel my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, n of coz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Goodbye days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. but seyesly, all of it, ALL, are good. u can listen to " Goodbye days" n ""Feel my soul" from my playlist (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;navigate to page 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;). she wrote Tokyo and skyline, long before she became a recording artist. it's said dat she entered kinda Sony's singing competition. she came, n she juz sit on the stage with her acoustic guitar, n she sang 3 songs dat she wrote by herself. n with dat, she had captured hearts of da judges (as well as mine lah~haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;oh.. yes. i wud like to recommend to u to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;WINDSTRUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. it's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; story. i wonder why malaysian can't make stories like dat. not too much of a budget, but still, a very nice art. all malaysian can do, is making stupid-low-budget stories. luckily, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;CINTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; came to the rescue. finally, a malaysian film dat can b called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;a film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;so, i guess dats it from now, not too much updates of myself. but i bet u dun even wanna know. haha. so, there it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy buzzday kak syifa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I freakin like YUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;n pliz.. go n c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;windstruck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Taiyou no uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;URSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116917871992048130?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116917871992048130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116917871992048130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116917871992048130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116917871992048130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-freakin-like-yui.html' title='i freakin like YUI ! ! !'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116396183087360791</id><published>2006-11-19T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:12:37.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me n da girls around me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;well.. living in dis world is not complete, at least, not until we've girls, ayte? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*terdengar sorakan yg kuat dr ejard lmbng sokongan yg xberbelah bahagi*&lt;/span&gt; except god n islam, there isn't anythng that we can actually say that "IT'S PERFECT". so girls are made by the hands of god, for the guys to feel that.. "oh..finally.. i'm perfect!" this post is dedicated to the girls of my life. so, here we go lads..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/Mak1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;oh.. c'mon.. juz look at her.. n u can instantly feel da warmth of her love. her eyes are so deep that i can look at it, and everythng besides her eyes got blurry, outshined by her shimmering eyes. n whenever i'm lying besides her, (most of the time, i rest my head on her hand), n we talked bout our lives, her words n advices are sooooo true that i feel like i dunno anythng bout this world. she always look out for me, n god knows how much i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/32389134238335l.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;oh god.. she's a mischievous little girl, that most of the time, i feel like strangling her. eeeeeeee! she's now 13, ending her Form 1 year with non-satisfying result. urgh.. when will u start studying laa? the only good quality of her is, she's very careful with her money. i mean, VERY careful. i bet the sum of all her belongings, in RM, is waaaaayyyy more than mine. haha. but unfortunately, dat's da ONLY good thing bout her. *haih* oh yes.. remember the part wen i lay my head on my mom's hand, when she sees dat, she will DEFINITELY try to be in between of my mom n me.. dek ke'jeles'an bliau. sabar jela..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;MY EIJA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/PA240001_edited.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha! this little buddy of mine ( but wif a big appetite..haha..*evilish grin*) has a heart of gold. juz now, she told me that she's actually "berjiwa penyayang" (owh.. what a lie.. hahaha). she seems to be matured in tyms, n childish most of the time. even when u talk to her, her way of speaking is kinda.. ala2 dak2 kcik. sgt kawaii. haha. she's a very very trustable person, that i dun mind telling her the biggest secret of my life. n i'm always proud to be her friend. n dis update is dedicated for her. she said she wants to be the first yg mngomen. so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE DON'T MAKE ANY COMMENT ABOUT THIS POST, UNLESS SHE DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY IMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00928_edited.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..fatimah azzahra binti ali. a very dear cousin of mine. grew up with her, makes me comfortable to be around her. n wenever we meet, we'll definitely spend 5-6 hours, juz to catch up wif each other's stories. i told her bout my lyf, she told me bout hers, n without knowing, da subuh da pon. haha. met her during the holiday in mesia, despite of kegemukan yg makin mnyerlah, she's still da same old ima. talkative n nice. may God grant u all the best in lyf. amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY KAK SYIFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/P1010998_edited.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nazirul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time notice awak, masa awak terlupa nak tulis nama atas fail PEKA. Masa tu geram gak, ado ke bagi file xtulis nama! So, I called u, suroh jugak tulis nama because i'm not good in remembering people's name. If you go, I might forget u. But yet, it was a beginning of a wonderful frenship. You have showed me that you are determine and a bright student. You don't hesitate to ask me anything. (and always giving me thriller Qs) If you keep up this good attitude, I believe one day, you will become somebody! Keep up the good smile, n neva 4get people around u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: why people call u MANDO?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the stuff she wrote in my book, back when i was still in form 5. siap lukis pokok pkai water color kat sebelah tu. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n bout the "P/s", now u know the answer~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;MY KAK NAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSCN1805.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak nad..kak nad. adoi. she's one of a kind. seyesly! i neva tot of becoming fond to a girl, without even meeting her. she has a way that wen she talked, everybody will feel how nice she is. beruntong sangat lah super senior yg sorang tu dapat pompuan camni~ i recalled that during my first tym chatting with her, she asked me to call her akak. n i wasn't realy into the idea, coz i dun realy use "saya-awak" or "saya-akak". but then she said sumthng that stucks in the back of my head ====&gt; "start with me, dear". sumhow, dat sentence made me realize, everythng has a start, n changes can be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saya suka mando,kerana dia amat istimewa bagi saya .diharapkan persahabatan yg terjalin antara saya dan mando tidakkan terputus sehinggalah waktunya saya menghembuskan nafas saya yang terakhir,sayang mando."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats the stuff she told me juz now. ikhlas katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;MY IDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/me.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis list won't be completed, without her name. miss hidayah ibrahiiiiiiimm! sila beri tepukan !!! towering up to 176cm, she claimed herself to be "gopren dori". i think, she's kinda anak manja, sgt penakot, n she believes me a lot. dun wori, i'll honour that trust. well, honestly, in irbid, she's da closest girl dat i've around me. it's good to start gossiping with her.. coz she juz wont stop (or izit me?) hahahahahaha.. she's a very dedicated student, seldomly that i find her skipping her classes. n her mom should be proud with her, coz she's fighting with people around her, the environment that's an alien to her, n her study, n sumhow, she still hang on in it. she's a strong kid mak cik hasmah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116396183087360791?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116396183087360791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116396183087360791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116396183087360791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116396183087360791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-n-da-girls-around-me.html' title='me n da girls around me..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116303000800817859</id><published>2006-11-08T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:15:25.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post raya..n post exam..(post traumatic sounds better)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....exam sucks! sucks! sucks! in addition to getting low marks for genetics and patho, i failed the pharma paper. God! that paper was made for the Doctors.. i mean,the real doctors. an undergrad lyk me will definitely puke out after the xm. adeh.. how come la dat u gave such questions Dr. Mazen oi? nak kena slide kaki tu? eeeeee...! seyesly man.. i tell u.. the Qs were *tuut*, susah mcm *tuut*, it's better u give me a damn gun and ask me to shoot myself..aa.. rite on the forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;urgh.. enuf with the stupid exam..! now, it's tym to.. u know.. like many of my fellow bloggers.. alaa.. cite2 psl raya! yeay~ *though it's kinda basi la oredi* so, the nyt of raya,.. basically, i was kinda hepi. went to umah kak D O utk bertakbir. with abg faez, n abg sham oso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;then, i got back to home.. n tetiba smgt nk msk. but, as i turned pro (rekod memasak sudah melebihi 30x), i decided to start cooking at 3am. n so i did. combining my mom's recipe, n my pro experience *ecehceh*, i made an undeniably delicious nasi ayam &lt;==== as my frens said lar. (of coz they say lyk dat, coz if they don't, i might juz stuck their heads up into the oven, n cook it instead of the chicken) i spent 4 hours cooking.. alone. from 3 to 7. sgt feeling kesedihan raya sbg perantau.  then as always, went to perform solat sunat eid, and then, as owez oso, sesi brgmbr2.. n as owez oso.. sesi mkn2.. n owez oso, sesi gi embassy.. bla.. bla.. bla.. u might say all the stuff that we did last year, we did it dis year. nothng much. the 1st eid, 2nd eid, n the third eid, my house is basically the center for majlis mkn2. so, the condition of our kitchen was lyk during the first world war, where u can find all sort of thngs scattering all over the sinks, n corridors, n lantai. aiyo.. pning kapla!  on ari raya keempat, i was asked to help faisal n the gang, to prepare the satay. abg sham n me, as pros ourselves, decided to help faisal all we can. we gathered at nubhan's house, n started the first stage of melapah ayam. 60 ekor. but luckily, as soon as we all finished the first stage, an army of young and enthusiastic juniors came to help. so i rest my sword (yes, aku melapah pkai sebilah pedang. asal? xcaya?), retired, n get back home to rest. but the next day, aiman (head of cooking department) called, n asked me.. "mando..mm.. hang bila nak tolong aku? aku ada 3jam lg nk siapkn 2000cucuk nih." i sighed, n said, "ok. bang sham, jom gerak!"  n so, the world witnessed us fighting the fire n the smoke n the charcoal, all the way to maghrib. n sumhow, we did manage to prepare all the satay done and well-cooked. *isk isk* all in all, i could say, MESRA was a big messed up, but the food (satay+nasi minyak+aym msk merah) completely saved the day. *clap clap* thanx to abg fird as our sifu, encik faisal n encik sofi, as our true captains. without them, the mission cudn't be completed, n it wud b juz as disasterous as the ceremony did.  so, that story ends my eid dis year. truely, i was happy to learn new thngs bout cooking. from ramadhan, until raya, i've been involved in all of cooking thingy. n i honestly feel that it's a rewarding experience. from nasi ayam, bbq, ayam percik, nasi minyak to satay, it's a treasure n priceless memories to me. n not to forget, this is my last year to be spent with abg faez n the rest of the gang, so i might spend more n more quality time with them.;)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/editted1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;kat umah kak D O d samping abg sham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/sdfs.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;majlis pas majlis smayang raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/sgaf.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;on the way to the embassy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/asdasd.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;tym MESRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/dh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;with abg faez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116303000800817859?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116303000800817859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116303000800817859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116303000800817859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116303000800817859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-rayan-post-exampost-traumatic.html' title='post raya..n post exam..(post traumatic sounds better)'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116130465021549286</id><published>2006-10-19T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:12:50.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya itu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;hmm.. raya has always been a big thing for me. i've always looking forward to celebrating raya, as my family is a big family. my father has 9 siblings.. n my grandpa has 8 sibings, n i have around 30 cousins.. of coz, on hari raya, dey will all gather at my granpa's house. it's an undescribable feeling to b with all the fun-and-crazy cuzzies. n most of all, it's kinda a priceless moment during the bermaaf-maafan ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; i'll take my parents' hands n ask for their forgiveness, n they will hug me, n whisper to me,          " ayah/mak pon mintak mahap dgn adik.. kalau ayah/mak ada wat silap.. n ayah/mak harap adik berjaya dalam idop adik". most of the time, my mom will kinda ala2 crying.. but i juz kept smiling.. trying tu pull myself together. ( i don't really cry.. so, when i do cry.. it's because i'm carrying too much sadness and disappoinment.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;usually, the bermaaf-maafan ceremony will turn out to be a crying ceremony.. as everyone will cry for their faults n regrets. me, myself prefer to keep smiling.. takot ditohmah wif my cuzzies for being sissy. ahaha. but honestly, i dun cry.. i juz dun lyk to cry. my mom once said to me.. "ko ni pandai nangis ke?" when i said i cried when i watched a movie. ahaha. she can't even remember when the last time she saw me crying. it's true wen people say ===&gt; "air mata lelaki sgt mahal" heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;as in irbid, raya  is not as exciting as in mesia. dts for sure. last year, i was in a really bad condition. my face was sour all the tym. i was in a bad mood all the tym. but this year, i guess, i had prepare.. n i will celebrate dis raya, as fun as it can be. for the past year, i've learnt sumthng dats very important. always appreciate wut u have, n dun cry on wut u dun have. live life to the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;so, slamat ari raya peeps. to abg faez n kak nad.. sori for my eksenness, i really dun mean it to u guys, but i know u know me better.;) to my frens, especially in imarah abu malik.. sori 4everythng.. may God bless us always. n to ida.. now that i realized u had make too much faults on me, i demand u to seek 4my forgiveness. haha. i'm sori too.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;n raya itu.. it always means sumthing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116130465021549286?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116130465021549286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116130465021549286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116130465021549286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116130465021549286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/10/raya-itu.html' title='raya itu..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116058307647869152</id><published>2006-10-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:13:03.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aloha everybody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;today,11th october 2006, 18th day of the holy ramadhan, n i'm staying all day long under my duvet. haha. it's not i'm having any problem or anything, it's just, i'm trying to getting back on track i guess.;)  all in all, thanx to my fellow friends and colleagues, for your never ending support. may God always bless all of you people.. always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;anyway, i'm thankful that my mom's hand has recovered. she sprained her hand last week, fell off while trying to get my dad. not 'terjatuh'.. it's "tersungkur". so, u people can imagine how i worried ryt? hope she can get those kueh mueh ready by time. hehe. gambatte okka-san! bout my days in U.. ahhhh.. i still don't have the knock out moment.. i mean.. still in the lazy-ass condition. but i'm getting better i guess. that's wut i meant by sleeping under my duvet the hold day.. oops.. dats what i meant by getting back on track. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;living n this very town of irbid.. far far away from home, i see PEOPLE. i mean.. people with different customs, n behaviours, n the differences between all of them. i guess human, as a perfect creature as it can be, they will never can be united.. rite? i'm not saying bout all the customs or anything, coz that is the reason why the world is a good place to live ===&gt; varieties.. what i'm talkin' here r hearts. if i were the rain, that binds the sky and the earth, who in all eternity will never mingle.. will i be able to unite the hearts of all people? hmm.. i can't b a 'rain' i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;but.. God has made sumthing that is soooo powerful.. even more powerful than rain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Love is always patient and kind&lt;br /&gt;It is never jealous&lt;p&gt; Love is never boastful nor conceited &lt;/p&gt;It is never rude or selfish&lt;br /&gt;It does not take offense and is not resentful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love takes no pleasure in other people's sin&lt;br /&gt;but delights in truth&lt;br /&gt;It is always ready to excuse,to trust,to hope and to endure whatever comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's rite isn't it? when u love somebody, ur heart is theirs, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or to wear as jewellery. they can do as they please. as jerk as i can be.. i still have people around me.. my friends n family. know y? because they love me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloha means hi, or good bye, or it can also means i la be yu ( I love U). so, aloha peeps!&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/21550461-116058307647869152?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116058307647869152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116058307647869152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116058307647869152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116058307647869152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/10/aloha-everybody.html' title='aloha everybody!'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-116024282672654731</id><published>2006-10-07T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:13:11.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm kinda speechless. dunno wut to say.. dunno wut to do. mengong sket nmpak gayanya.. today, i really lost her.. am not sad.. but a bit disappointed.. coz i tried my bestest i guess. but it juz wont work. but life goes on.;) here in irbid, i began to miss my beloved malaysia. when u live in overseas, u'll start to appreciate the little things dat make mesia your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; u begin to like the ktm though it's stinky, but u enjoy the scenery along da journey ..u start to use all the public surau, juz bcoz there r malaysian in it..u begin to love all the kueh mueh that u dun even bother to look at b4..wel.. der is a saying.. u won't appreciate sumthing until u lose it. n i guess that's sooo true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;well, i guess, we juz have to appreciate everything, everyone, while we have them. so if we might lose them, we know we had always appreciate it, n we know we give our best to keep them with us. there r certain things dat i regret to lose.. n certain sumone that i wish i will neva lose. but it's not in my reach to change it. believe me.. if it's in my power, i dun want to lose anythng dear to my heart.. i DON'T WANT.:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;but for everythng we lose, we surely gain sumthng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-116024282672654731?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/116024282672654731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=116024282672654731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116024282672654731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/116024282672654731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115972097131372836</id><published>2006-10-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:13:21.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good day people..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;ahhh..it has been 3 weeks since i left this blog..n yes yes, i know.. yelaaa.. nak update la nih.:p so, all in all, the journey back to our sweet town of irbid is tiring. luckily, i got faisal n my other frens to back me up. n i lost a day of fasting due to the journey.. bak kata syamil.. "rukhsah tu hadiah dr tuhan".. life is wonderful bebeh. hahaha (evil grin). we arrived at 6pm locally, just a half an hour b4 berbuka. as soon as i arrived, terus msg bang faez dgn ida, my 2 bestest buddies here in Irbid. afiq already cooked nasi ayam 4us, though me, hazim n acap weren't fasting at all.. hehehe. damn it was good to be back here.. though i was too sad to leave my mom back in Malaysia. i promise i'll b back nex year dear.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;here in irbid, life goes on.. fine like it has always been. not having too much problems bugging my mind. legaaaaa..! n i find myself suddenly deeply immersed in Dealova n I'm Yours for no particular reason. oh yes, the new sem had started, n i took 6 subjects..+ 4 labs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;hahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;lucunya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;besssnyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;ok ok.. enuf.. i know i'll b dead soon enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;fasting in jordan wasn't near as fun  as fasting in mesia at all. mesia de bazar, air sirap, air soya, air asam boi, bontot ayam, ayam percik.. here, we only have qutoyyif n tamar hind.. n yes.. everyday.. do u find that interesting? nope? yeee.. bijak skali.. bgitulah anak2 dumex yg pintar pintas. bak to the story, we've to depend solely on our culinary skills to have a delicious n tasty food.. that i found has been undeniably improvised. sdap gila kwn2 aku msk beberapa ari nih.:D ngehngeh. so, briefly, pray for my success, for our success here in jordan and those in malaysia.. n hepi fasting people.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;salam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115972097131372836?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115972097131372836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115972097131372836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115972097131372836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115972097131372836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-day-people.html' title='good day people..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115780029567329075</id><published>2006-09-09T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:11:35.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks left</title><content type='html'>yup yup.. i've got 2 weeks left.. then i'm off to Jordan. can't really describe my feelings.. quite sad to leave my family, her, n everythng in Malaysia, but in da same time, i'm spirited to enter the next sem.  all in all, my time in Malaysia is worthful. went through much stuff, n learn a lil' bit bout sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, bout da klcc stuff, the names in da list came except akmal. so, we met up at the food court next to McD. i spent a lot of tym chatting with Iqbal as i didn't see him since last year. well, Iqbal is still da same Iqbal. except dat he's now al- hafiz. alhamdulillah. then, we went for a lunch. i didn't eat. xde selera. after performing zohor prayer, we hurried to TGV n spent 2 hours or so watching Snakes in a Plane. the movie was alright. the person next to me jumped out of her seat a few times. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, masing2 berpecah. ejad and awe left early. i stayed in and began my bag-hunt. but unfortunately, i didn't find one that meet my taste. so, i went back with her,n reached home at 6.30. later that nite, my family n i went to Kekabu Restaurant n i had chicken tropicana as my dinner. damn.. it was a good food, people. heheh. i was so tired later that i instantly felt asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went out with a "friend". dun ask. it's complicated. briefly, it was a happy moment. balik2, mak kata ---&gt; "ai.. senang ati nampak?" ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115780029567329075?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115780029567329075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115780029567329075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115780029567329075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115780029567329075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-weeks-left.html' title='2 weeks left'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115745937130094647</id><published>2006-09-05T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T05:29:31.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>siri malaysia terchenta kembali lagi..!</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum dan salam sejahtera sahabat handai sekalian..&lt;br /&gt;kita bertemu lagi dalam blog-yg-akn-berkubur-dlm-ms-terdekat-insyaAllah nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi people. 1st of all, las week had been a stressing one that i nearly feel like blowing my head off with a shot gun or something. but due to my age and my brain-age, i managed to overcome a personal problem that had been.. hmm.. quite f***in' depressing. xpe, lupakan pasal tu. all in all, my holiday to terengganu wasn't a blast at all.. hmph.. but i was damn happy to be with my family. u know, when u lose something reaaaaaaallly important to u, n u've a supportive family to support ur back, it's priceless. i love my mom, my dad. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a chance to spend time at Genting Highland. Genting sucks! enuf said. the only thing that i enjoyed was having my family around all the time.;) today, like my other days in Malaysia, was very payful, n productive.. heheh. now, i can put my personal problem behind. tomorrow, my friends and i decided to go to klcc. i think a group of 8-10 perhaps. kinda reunion. the gang will consists of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mr Nazirul as the head planner (psl dia yg beriya2)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ms Sharifah 'datin' Fareeza as naib ketua rombongan&lt;br /&gt;3. Mr Syed Ahmad Izzat as bakal-bukan-rummet-aku&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr Wan Mohamad 'welling' Izham as ahli biasa&lt;br /&gt;5. Mr Mohd Iqbal Abd Wahab as my bestest fren&lt;br /&gt;6. Ms Emon as penyeri majlis&lt;br /&gt;7. Mr Akmal Dato as sponsor aku.. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ms Nadiah Abdullah as a special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a list of maybe-aku-pegi names. insyaAllah ramai lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this Sunday. I'll be heading to KL with my mom. beli baju melayu. but no way i'll pick a blue one.&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i pray that God will always bless me, her, my family, n all of my dear frens. may He shows the rite path. amin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115745937130094647?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115745937130094647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115745937130094647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115745937130094647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115745937130094647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/09/siri-malaysia-terchenta-kembali-lagi.html' title='siri malaysia terchenta kembali lagi..!'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115685368782620672</id><published>2006-08-29T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T05:14:47.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia terchenta 2</title><content type='html'>alooooooooooo.. assalamualaikum.. long tym no c lads! eheh.. can't blame me.. malaysia is juz too irresistable! hmm.. all in all.. we had a safe journey back home. though there was fortunate/unfortunate event happened as our flight got delayed for 3hours when we had our transit at Muskat (fortunate psl dpt dok hotel bes). we arrived at Malaysia truely Asia at 6p.m (scheduled at 1 p.m), n it was an undescribable experience to see Malays all over the place. ah.. it was a relieve to finally hear people around me speaks Malay. i guess i'd miss Malaysia so much. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked out to the waiting room with an anxiety.. anxious to meet my family  perhaps. my father is still da same as i left him a year ago.. so as my mom n my bro n my sis.:) later, we went to KLIA Mosque for asar, n head straight back to my home sweet home after that. well, there's a difference between 'house' n 'home'. my house rite now is in Irbid.. but my home has always been in Shah Alam.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;briefly, this week had been a productive one. da day after i arrived, my mom n i went for a shopping spree at Mid Valley. i couldn't believe myself that i actually spent RM450 to buy clothes. my clothes. fuh.. setaun xbeli baju.. 2la jadinya. haha. so, i can say dat i'm totally broke rite now. is there anyone who's kind enuf to inject money to my account? ahaha.. on thursday, i went to UM to meet her.. gosh! she looks much beautiful than i remembered her..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday, i went back to Malacca, my kampong. for 2days length, i spent my time with only a girl ====&gt; Fisha. ahaha. she hugged me when she sleep, she asked me to carry her on my back, she kissed my cheek n she whispered to me.. "sok jgnla balik.." n i asked her.. "hah..? abg nak balik ne camtu?".. n she giggled n answered.. "balik sini laa!" damn.. im gonna miss her! this morning, i went to intec.. for senior-junior session i guess. quite a successful session. dptla jmp junior lawa2.. xgitu ejad? ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the gist of it is.. i looooooooooooooooooooove MALAYSIA. happy national day people! god bless us.. amin~ n may god grant me a productive month in Malaysia.. amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pics.. im dead-lazy rite now..heheh.. l8r!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115685368782620672?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115685368782620672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115685368782620672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115685368782620672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115685368782620672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/08/malaysia-terchenta-2.html' title='malaysia terchenta 2'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115600322761331208</id><published>2006-08-19T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:00:27.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Terchenta..</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum rakan2 taulan sekalian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha..well..accordingly to the title of this post, i guess u all know what i'm gonna write, rite? well, dis week had became quite a hectic one as me n all of my friends did a preparation to go back to malaysia. u know.. things like buying souvenirs, packing and cleaning the house. so, last wednesday, we all had a biochem exam., which i found extremely hard as i didn't read the 1st and 2nd exams' materials. so, i'd got to answer solely on what's still left in my head. after that, i went back home with awe n ejad. upon arriving to our house, we instantly did a spring cleaning.. the house was extremely unhygiene and looks like sort of prostitution center. ahaha. but look at it now.. pergh.. it's damn clean dat i can roll over the whole house if i want to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my mind got occupied with the thoughts to buy some souvenirs for our family backhome. i decided to wait till hata got back from malaysia n have him as my company to go to amman. so, yesterday (friday), after the solat jumaah, a group of 7 (me,awe,ejad,hata,tadin,zaid and kamen) went to amman. we got there a bit late (4pm) n half of the shops are closed. but we did find  good shops which offer better price. damn it was a tiring day! hmph.. seyesly.. i hate shopping..&lt;br /&gt;we arrived home at 9pm. i tried to get in the University's webpage, but there was something wrong with my password. it's invalid.. shit. i asked hata n he suggested me to go to the U n have this matter solved at Qisim Tasjil Tibb Basyari. *aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to that stupid problem, i'd to go to the U today. i asked Marwan to come with me, n unfortunately, there was no bus at all at Mujamma Al- Gadim. so, we took a taxi n had a half an hour ride. but the journey wasn't payful. at all. we arrived to find that the U was all closed. *dammit dammit dammit* i called hata n he said he will try to think of another solution. n finally, i'd a promising word from Aizat Amiruddin that he will look into the matter n had it solved before 27th.  ensyaAllah. thanks guys.. hopefully , everything will turn out rite. (though i loss 6JDs for the taxi's fare.. arghhhh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, i went back to Marwan's house n slept there after performing the solah. i got my ass back to my clean-gila-xigt-nak-mati house n started packing my bag. i guess i'll juz bring a bag home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's all settled. i juz have to do juz a lil' bit more shopping tonite. n after that, MALAYSIA.. HERE I COME BEBEH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00124.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umah marwan yg memanggil org masuk tido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hata amek gambar sndiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masjid tmpt smayang semalam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ejad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00135.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruang tamu yg kondusif..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapor yg cleaaaaaaaaaaannnnn giler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peti ais yg bersih-gila-xigt-nak-mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00138.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lantai yg kilat pas dibasuh dgn Ajax.. yiihaaaa..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : rakan taulan di jordan.. aku balik lu. kalo pe2 jd kat aku, kasik halal sume ok. papai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115600322761331208?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115600322761331208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115600322761331208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115600322761331208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115600322761331208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/08/malaysia-terchenta.html' title='Malaysia Terchenta..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115548587754408261</id><published>2006-08-13T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T09:17:57.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hari yg shilanat..</title><content type='html'>sorry for my words. it's juz today was really depressing. i had an exam. visual basic. n damn it was hard! i admit that i went to the VB class only once for the final exam material. n i juz cover the whole thing las nite with the help from Marwan. but c'mon.. do u really have to give questions that have 3 For next Loop in it? pening tao! aiyaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my stomach-ache hasn't got better yet. xtaulah salah makan pe nye. tiap2 ari sakit.:( ok, back to the story, later, after the exam, i took a bus n went straight to Balad.. had a plan with my friends to eat Kabab (like we always do after exams). then, after having my stomach filled, i hurried to go back to home to read the birthday card dat my mom sent few days ago (baru amek kat pjabat pos). n with the birthday card, she compiled with it an essay, telling her story when she had me in her womb. she said she took a few weeks to write it. (ahhh.. so touching .:'(  .. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i got to read the card, my eyes caught a terrible view. my room got messed up. someone had broke in our house. shit! luckily that we didn't lose anything.. especially our passports. yeay! alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/jjjjjjjjjj.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilik yg disepahkn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ttttttttt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almari ejad yg sikit lg nak terbalek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meja yg diselongkar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/llll.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passport yg terselamat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/eee.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak anta gmbr tym aku kecik..dgn abg pian..n yes, me yg tembam tu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115548587754408261?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115548587754408261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115548587754408261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115548587754408261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115548587754408261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/08/hari-yg-shilanat.html' title='hari yg shilanat..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115524419998906592</id><published>2006-08-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:17:30.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ambigram</title><content type='html'>" An &lt;b&gt;ambigram&lt;/b&gt;, also sometimes known as an &lt;b&gt;inversion&lt;/b&gt;, is a graphical figure that spells out a word not only in its form as presented, but also in another direction or orientation. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quote from  wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz a simple post. lately, i get myself deeply interested in ambigram. it fascinates me when i read Angels and Demons n found out bout those things called ambigram. at first, i thought it was truely made by legendary artists like leonardo da vinci n bla bla bla.. but when i surf the internet, i found out that there are many people who can actually do this 'miracle'. then, when i was in class ( 1st sem), i was surprised to know that my friend, Taufeq, actually drew his name's ambigram by himself. n i was intoxicated by the idea to produce mine. since then, i tried to make ambigrams for different names and surf the internet to get more info on it. actually ambigram is divided into many categories such as rotational, mirror, figure-ground and et cetera. but me myself take a special interest in rotational type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below r a few examples of ambigrams by great artists like John Langdon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/aaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels &amp;amp; demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/gggggggggg.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new x men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/sea.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a chinese word that means "sea". when u rotate this word 90 degrees anti- clockwise, it will read "sea". awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/liar1.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is "liar" that resembles a person's face. haha. (teringat kat hata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n below r my self-made ambigrams.. of coz with the help from my friends.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is "nadiah" that can be read as "nazirul" when it is inversed 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/20493313315266l.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ddddddddddddddddddd-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my recent art. n it was 100% made by me. heheh. sbb nama ni snang. "alia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Get urself enrolled in things like this. besh giler...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115524419998906592?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115524419998906592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115524419998906592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115524419998906592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115524419998906592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/08/ambigram.html' title='ambigram'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115497406940911780</id><published>2006-08-07T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T11:07:49.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday bash..</title><content type='html'>last saturday, on 5th of August 2006, i'm officially 18 years old. miahahahaha. and i grew 1 year older than before. heheh. n i got to see 18SX movies at cinemas after dis. hakhakhakhak.  (pe yg ko merapik ni bahalol?) i began to receive SMSs at 6pm (4.8.06 Jordan) from my frens at malaysia. really appreciate it. then, nothing happened as all of us were busy preparing ourselves for the upcoming biochem exam the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 18th-year day started as usual. except i had to wake up early on Saturday, other routines still on its usual track. i woke up to find i still have 4 chapters to go through, n a chapter to be read carefully. time was unbelievably short when i had to get my ass to the U. we (me, ejad + awe..lambang ukhuwah gerak bersama) arrived there 45minutes early, n i made some final reading before entering the examinatoin hall. the exam went quite well i guess. the questions were quite easy except that i didn't bust my ass up for the exam n got not-so-good mark. not a very good start for a birthday celebration..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that evening, syafiq told us he won't be cooking. he had a meeting. so i decide i'll juz by them simple dinner for the birthday. so, we (bayt amin + bayt gravity + makhluk bernama Faisal) went to the infamous Abu Mahmud. sorry guys, belanja sikit je. laen kali aku kaya, aku belanja kambing bakar. hakhakhak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the day ended with a simple (but meaningful) dinner after a merciless exam. haha. n today, i got a blueberry cake from a dear fren of mine. thank u so much. n stop calling me Dori! for god's sake, Dori is a girl-fish (tol ke term "girl fish"??)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tisu kat abu mahmud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awe, ejad, dan seorang jejaka kelantan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered jaj bil futur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wajibah samak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nus shiwayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blueberry cake..thanx again ayte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: nak balik mesiaaaaa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115497406940911780?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115497406940911780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115497406940911780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115497406940911780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115497406940911780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/08/birthday-bash.html' title='birthday bash..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115297310003677741</id><published>2006-07-15T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T08:23:54.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfect yet special..</title><content type='html'>last week (thursday, 13th of July), i watched 1 LITRE OF TEARS., bak to bak, 11 episodes, (with upcoming biochem exam on Saturday, 15th of July, which i hadn't read anything yet at da time) haha. honestly, this story made me travelling into a sea of emotional feelings and deep thinkings. how i realized that we actually have nothing at all that we can claim as our own. Aya-chan (the primary character) had to suffer Spinocerebellar Atrophy when she's 15-year-old, which unfortunately caused her brain to degenerate by time. i cried when i watched dis japanese series, seriously. (it's not that i'm a sissy, but i think it's normal for human being to cry when he/she feels sad rite?) it's hard when u're a smart student, n u're good at sport n so on,  n u begin to lose ur ability to walk, to talk, to eat, u lose ur bf/gf, n to feel dat u're sumwat a burden to everyone around u, n above all that, she was only 15 years old to suffer that cruel disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her life made me think, how is someone, who knows he/she will be bedridden in the future, still trying to overcome the disease? n how does someone who is borned with disadvantages (blind, Down syndrome etc), still have those positive views about life? n how about someone, who's borned with everythng, still, he has the gut to say that life sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da story became an emotional journey to me as my brother is special too. my brother had dis disease called hypotyroxine (as i remember it lah..). he became mentally retarded. but he took the PMR; along with me (when he was 19 n i'm 14). he gave his 100% effort to succeed in the PMR. he always read the book, he always ask me questions, but i guess, PMR was just too much 4 him. though he's my brother, i had  never been too close with him. i mean, when he watched the television, i'll be sleeping in the room, when he's sleeping, then i'll b watching the tv. we never go out together to shopping mall or go to bowling.. maybe it's becoz me n him are a complete different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last week, my mom forwarded a message from my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hp org da amik lek, tp xbmkne org nk bg camtu je, klu nk pkai gak, tggu lps peperiksaan akhir taun..klu kputusan dia ok..org akn bg dia, mak jgn nak desak2 org bg hp kat dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lain la mcm org nie wlau pun dulu rajin usaha buat latihan dan ulang kaji,tp nk buat mcm ne kn? da gagal. org xsama mcm dia, org insan istimewa,jeena normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. org xnk dia jd mcm org, org nk dia brjy mcm nazirul..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent this sms to my mom after he took back his handset from my sister, which he gave to her when he bought a new one. i never knew dat he feels proud of me, though we neva been close. it's sad to actually hear my brother speak out those phrases. he knows he's special, but he never give up. he kept studying and studying, believing dat he can change his fate. that spirit of him, really impressed me. i nearly cried when i read dis sms. these special persons, although they have imperfect things, phisically or mentally, they have a spirit that continues to make us live in awe, n lift up aur hope to continue our lives. maybe, that is because they are really SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aya-channn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"having this disease isn't unlucky, it's juz not convenient.." - 1 litre of tears&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/21550461-115297310003677741?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115297310003677741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115297310003677741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115297310003677741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115297310003677741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/07/imperfect-yet-special.html' title='imperfect yet special..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115154567783874373</id><published>2006-06-28T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T18:47:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun clips..</title><content type='html'>nak amek idea kak min je..so, here goes da best videos in the net.. yakni on my faveret list la. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;well, i like cardtricks. dunno why.. maybe becoz dey kno how to use their hands to successfully deceive our eyes. seyesly, der is no such thing as "ilmu hitam" or wut so eva. even da famous david blaine use 100% tricks on his street magic (der is a vcd dat unveil all of his tricks). in fact, many people can do thngs like david does. here are clips of some great card tricks dat has eva been performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YZcM1WdLos"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YZcM1WdLos" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3FaN-uXZCU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3FaN-uXZCU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i found dis guy, named cyril takayama. damn he's good! n yes, i dun even know wether his magic is a genius trick or..  it's sumthng else... i need not to say more. luk by urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBx9tlMd7UI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBx9tlMd7UI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vEdu9tG9HcI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vEdu9tG9HcI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z26jyHrP9vk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z26jyHrP9vk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;der r lots of other stuff dat he can do. go search 'cyril takayama' at youtube.. n feast ur eyes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115154567783874373?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115154567783874373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115154567783874373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115154567783874373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115154567783874373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/06/fun-clips.html' title='fun clips..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115116820738780137</id><published>2006-06-24T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:56:47.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>setat kelas</title><content type='html'>k, b4 we came to the main point of dis post, i wanna tell y'all bout sumthing. pasal name. wut's da weirdest name in da world u have ever heard? sum may answer the writer of Form 4 Physic's text book, Buni bin Sunade, or pemilik kdai tayar kat seremban, Tong Thai Yik (seyesly, no joke here). which unfortunately sounds like 'tong taik', or the owner of a construction company in shah alam, Tonek.. (still wondering how he got Tonek as his name at da first place). but i bet, the weirdest and amazing name that people has ever heard is a guy, named Suis. well, perhaps, Suis sounds acceptable, but wait until u hear his full name -----&gt; Suis bin Tekan. Wut the...? hmm.. beliau adlh sorg pnduduk di Kg Sijangkang. n yes, it's indeed true that his name is Suis.. bin Tekan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..the main point. sok akan stat kelas. shud i say yeay? haha.. unlike any other countries, students in Jordan find dat summer sem is compulsory, n yes, we dun have dat long n sweet summer hols. sad ayte? so, we have to take 3 subjects, (nak 2 pon leh je), da ruthless biochem (susah..takot..), da merciful visual basic (kabarnya senang..amin~) n an optional subject. i'm taking electrical drive as an optional subject. n i'm da only one acualy. matilah sume dah memenuhkn tmpat2 course snang.. trcampaklah aku snsorg. uwaaaa... besides, wut in da world electric has anything to do with the body's systems? haha... xkesah la.. jalan je.. n yes yes, me, once again, akan bergabung tenaga dgn kak syifa BAM BAM  utk dpt A. amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my darlings and dears (feeling kak nad), do pray 4 me ekh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n last but not least, a poem i found in a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;In my baby’s eyes I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The purity of a being, free of hate, greed &amp; mischief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A clean canvas, ready to be painted by life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The enormous heart within a tiny body, so accepting &amp; understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A thirsty soul, seeking love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;An eager mind, full of curiosity, ready to face the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The glitter of hope, the promise of a future, the unspoken trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;In my baby’s eyes, I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The wonderful gift that God has presented upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A bundle of joy to be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A precious part of me that will never be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The sweetest tinge of unconditional love that I’ve been having since the day my baby was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoSmall" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-size: 0.8em;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;In my baby’s eyes, I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awekku merangkap pembakar smgt sem nih.. wakakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/pppppppppppp.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my baby's eyes, i see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115116820738780137?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115116820738780137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115116820738780137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115116820738780137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115116820738780137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/06/setat-kelas.html' title='setat kelas'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115059795483611251</id><published>2006-06-17T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:32:34.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sate tu sedap katanya..</title><content type='html'>so, all in all, dis is a story from a looooooooooong tym ago. but, deal with it, wil ya? so, it was Friday, n i wasn't sleeping, at all, the nite b4. i was kinda really tired and sleepy when nazim text me.." mando, jom gi amman. halim ajak." n at that tym, i was like.."argh..smalam xnak bitau..aku baru tido sejam.." but becoz i was so dead boring living in irbid, i decided to take the chance and headed to Amman. I packed up few clothes, a towel, tooth brush n other things. i met halim at his house. i thought we will be taking a bus, like we usually do. but, i was surprised to be informed, we're not taking a bus, instead, da duta sent his driver to take us to his house. wah.. ini sudah bagus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da driver arrived late. actually, we were da one who were late.  janji kul 9, tapi halim mesej pon dah 9.15. so, mcm driver 1st da blah, dtg plak driver 2nd. 11 p.m, we headed stretforwardly to Amman. upon arriving, auntie (bini duta) welcomed us with roti jala, n mulut becoknya.. yg xhenti2 bercakap. they are nice people. humble. auntie was juz wearing kain batek, with T-shirt la of coz, n Tuan (duta) really looked like his gardener. haha. 1 p.m, we go to the mosque. semayang jumat katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, xstat keje pon lagi, again, we got treat by auntie with a few msian cuisines as lunch. sedap. ikan sardin, sup tulang, ayam lemak kuning, sup sayur. kinda reminds me of my home. xselalu pon nak makan berjenis2 lauk skali mkn. kalo org bujang kan masak sejenis lauk je? ahaha. finally, at 3 p.m, only then we started to work. daging nak wat stik dah sampai. we cut it into small pieces. then, i helped nazim kupas2 halia. tu jela kut ari tu. simple task.. cewah. in the evening, we served ourselves with swimming at the duta's private swimming pool. yiihaaa..! da lama xberenang. so, mcm sekejap je dah semput. n kaki kejang, like alwiz.. *sigh. after that, all da boys go inside da sauna. i was rather interested in sleeping rather than sauna-ing. ahaha. so, i cleaned myself n go straight to the 4th storey of da house, n sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys from mu'tah came. solat maghrib together. then, dinner arrived. lauk tadi gak. but still, it was damn good. met with the duta's 2 daughters. mulut sama mcm mak nya. xdela borak sgt dgn diorg. i ain't that talkative. diorang ramah je nak kenal sume org. lagi dak2 kompang ari tu.&lt;br /&gt;then, we bust ourselves to lit up da charcoal, n started our bbq session. it wasn't that hard. really. maybe pasal bukan aku yg idopkn arang. ahaha. masak separuh masak je malam tu. sbab besok baru nak masak btol. but we did take a few sample 4 test. haha. n honestly, it was super-delicious. xtaula auntie marinate dlm pe, tapi sedap nyehhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, we began our main task, dat is, to actually serve 4000 satays by noon. we started at 8. n seriously, we worked non-stop till 12. but still, 4000 was too many. we only managed to have 2500 satays done. penat nyer xusah cakap la. da guests arrived, n u know wut, all our hardworks 4 4hours, just.. gone with da wind. we thought we finally cud relax ourselves, when abg nizam came, n said "weyh..sate dah abes da.. terus bakar lg.." n i was like.." wut the....? c'mon man..korg mkn mcm pe ni..? i  mean.. c'mon.. xkanla kut..??" haih.. nasib baek Faisal ada.. i can't imagine if he wasn't there.. orang kuat maa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all da gruelsome fight with fire n charcoals.. finally.. FINALLY.. i got myself a few minutes to lay back n rest myself. too tired i was. but, over all, we are satisfied, why? becoz our frens came to the kitchen time kitorg tgh masak2, n dey said.. " aku ucpkn taniah la kat sume tukang2 bakar n tukang2 masak.. sedap.. sedap.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to actually heard sumthng like dat.. it is PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faisal da hero sdng mnghidopkan arang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halim si tukang masak.. tido di sebelah aku malam tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/pppppppppppppp.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sate in da making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ffffffffffffffffffffff.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sate dah release..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steak yg sedap katanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/sssssssssssssssssssssssss.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got myself in bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ddddddddddddddddddd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n shleeeeeeeppp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Faisal, aku respek la dgn ko.&lt;br /&gt;         Halim, kan aku dah cakap kuah kacang kurang gula.. ko degil. ahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115059795483611251?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115059795483611251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115059795483611251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115059795483611251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115059795483611251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/06/sate-tu-sedap-katanya.html' title='sate tu sedap katanya..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-115012529302609024</id><published>2006-06-12T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T08:14:53.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely</title><content type='html'>lonely..what is meant by lonely? The Oxford dictionary defines it as "unhappy because u're not with other people" and "far from other people and places where people live". but, truely, what is lonely? doesn't it always happen even when we've our friends around us, we still feel lonely? then, what da hell is lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all people in the world, doctors, engineers, janitors, n even clowns, they too , must've felt lonely. at least once in lifetime. but these people, basically, deal with human being everyday, then, why they ought to feel lonely? but, evidently, they do step in the solitudity zone once and awhile. then, what really is lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..sometimes, when nite comes, i feel like i'm lack of something. it's like.. sumthing is not complete yet. like i wanna b with someone. like i'm missing someone. can i define it as lonely? can i define lonely as a time when we really wanted to be with someone, and unfortunately, we can't have them by our side..? can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..what is lonely hah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/babies.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each and every person are borned with loneliness a side package..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-115012529302609024?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/115012529302609024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=115012529302609024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115012529302609024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/115012529302609024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely_12.html' title='lonely'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114890040033561122</id><published>2006-05-29T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T09:10:50.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down memory lane..</title><content type='html'>i met her, at my previous school. i mean, i know her face, her name, but i never spoke to her. well, she got fans. which happen to be my friends. de la dlm 3-4 org yg suka dgn awek sorg ni. i was neva attracted to her though. yes, she is  gorgeous, intelligent n etc etc. but i didn't have da chance to know her. until dis program called Dynamic Crazee Kids (kinda English camp), fortunately, i got to be in da same team with her. we both were partners. fasilitators. thankfully i got her coz i wasnt good in english (still am), n she was a debator. in fact, the best debator at MASISUMA (koku utk skolah agama..ni level mcm sluruh msia rr..tepuk..tepuk..). so, i kinda let all da work goes within her hand, while i relax myself, n raging my juniors. haha. even during that 3days period, i talked to her only when i have to, n even after that, we neva get close. jumpa pon wat xtau. dia kata aku smbong. aku kata dia smbong. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say that, during my senior tym at SAMBEST, i know her only by my frens. they kinda talk a lot bout her. haha. i know when a guy call her at her home, she will definitely say "..dah?"         ( mcm mnghalau ye sbnanya. haha.) i know she is damn smart. i know she got this style of walk that people refers as "mcm langsuir jln". (ala.. gaya2 trapung mcm xjejak lntai..:p) n of coz, i know she's got many of my frens as her fans, who had been trying to get her, (not in the direct way, kira mcm bg hint yg obvious gitula) n neva got replied with positive response (even today, when i asked her, she admit not to see those hints..*sigh*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;she is attractive (gorgeous+smart)&lt;br /&gt;pnuh dgn misteri ( gaya jln beliau)&lt;br /&gt;n xtertarik dgn laki ( as is in all the negative responses ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was how i view her. until dis interview by telekom, i managed, accidentally, to get her mobile's number (ehsan dari zaidani). at first, i thought of juz keeping her num in my phone book. but, the intrview turned out to be realy boring that i decided to sms her. walaupon tatot sbnarnya nati dpt respon mcm "dah?" gak,  ku teruskan jua.  n surprisingly, xdela smbong pon dia nih. ok sajor.  n after da interview ended, we still keep in touch. maybe driven by the boringness at my house during those holiday period, n she was at ganu (her parent's home), which is also buhsan like hell (dia yg kata..), sumtym, we found ourselves spending 200 SMSs every day. haha. nasib baek 1sen 1msj. kalo x.. adeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n getting to know her, she is definitely not what i thought she was, except on the attractive part, she's definitely not a "wanita pnuh misteri" nor "xtertarik dgn laki". haha. instead, she is really a matured person ( even akk2 dia kata---&gt; adik akk ni mtng sgt bnding dgn usia), kind enuf n etc etc. can't describe (byk nao.:p). n after what..? 2 weeks (or less)? i sumhow get the braveness to ask her to be my gf. wah.. how bold ayte? kwn2 yg dah brtaun mncuba pon xdpt, ni br knl sminggu dua nk trus couple ka?? aiyo.. n my proposal was kinda like dis (in brief) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku suka ko. aku nak ko jadik awek aku. aku bg masa sbulan utk pk.  kalo ko tolak, i'll definitely disappear from ur lyf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i know. rough. mengugut plak tu.*sigh* at that tym, i thought "kompem kena rejek in a minute ni.." n surprisingly, she replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" a month? we'll c at the end of a month."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i was.."fuuuuhhh..seb bekk.." sambil lap2 peluh. (efek je 2..) but, my thoughts were still determine dat she will reject me anyhow. according to my logical sense, a not handsome guy, not as smart as her, n with my rough proposal n ugutan2 sgala, she must be out of her mind if she accept me. tp pastu, kitorg wat bese je. borak2 gitu jua. still 200 SMSs per day. haha. but the thing called "nervous" realy got my spine. tatotnyeerrrrr.. asal aku bg sbulan? len kali bg 2wiks suda la. adoi.. n God hear my prayer. hehe.  2wiks after the  'evaluation period' , we both get our offer to study in m3x. i decided not to go. but she wanted to go to PASUM. so, to make things easier for her, i asked her to juz give da answer on the day b4 she get into PASUM. nati kang nk stadi lg, nk pk psl aku lg, kn susah kn..? (pdhl alsn je tu nk kurgkn sbuln jd 2wiks..wakaka).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n on at that day, i asked her bout her decision. n she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" mlm nati leh? bz sket la skrg.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point, i was.."kena reject gak aku akhernya.."  but, still, i waited till da nyt came.  xkan nak men disappear2 gitu je kn? kn?  around 1.30 a.m, she finally text me (in brief).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mm..  aku accpt la. nite. ngantuk. sok nk bgn awal. akum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should c my face at that tym. my heart was like "camtu je ke?? pny lme ku tggu, simple gitu je ayt ko??". haha. n yes, a year  ago, she became my girl. 30 May 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Roman,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.&lt;br /&gt;I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;&lt;br /&gt;so I love you because I know no other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Roman,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt; that this: where I does not exist, nor you,&lt;br /&gt;so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,&lt;br /&gt;so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=07xO9fU76jE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07xO9fU76jE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bout this VC:&lt;br /&gt;xde gambar byk. both of us were not that interested to take picture of ourselves. so, merasalah gmbr ulang2.&lt;br /&gt;mm..lagu ni xbrmakna aku dah mati, or dia dah xde, or kitorg dah clash, but juz as an indicator of wut i feel if she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: hepi bday hata.(ikut jam mesia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114890040033561122?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114890040033561122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114890040033561122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114890040033561122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114890040033561122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/05/down-memory-lane.html' title='down memory lane..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114848791425354898</id><published>2006-05-24T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T09:25:14.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nowadays..</title><content type='html'>mm..just a simple post to satisfy the thirst of the readers..huhu.  do u happen to wonder, what happened to our nowadays generation? note that i don't wanna bring up the big issue here (moral, behaviour etc etc). when we look to these-days' babies, alahlah.. cutenyeerr. kn? kn? when we're little, we're cute. but now, the babies are even cuter! mcm plakon hindustan la.. skarang kan awek2 dia dah jauh lg lawa dr dulu? kn? kn? my mom said, it's bcoz their cute father and cute mother produce much even cuter babies.  so, the equation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                        cute father + cute mother = cuter babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i strongly believe our sons and daughter will be more beautiful and handsome then us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/lllllllllllllllllllllll.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my peberet girl..FISHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/vvvvvvvvvvvvvvv.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisha lagi.yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fisha yg ayu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iffa yg bijak, bes, manja..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/aaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adek iffa yg sy xsmpat jmpa.. (fly..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114848791425354898?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114848791425354898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114848791425354898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114848791425354898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114848791425354898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/05/nowadays.html' title='nowadays..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114777335442256779</id><published>2006-05-16T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T03:01:53.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdooooooooo..!!</title><content type='html'>mm..today's task is to write a lil' sumthng bout weird thngs bout me as a weirdo myslf. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird thing 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me always found myself around girls when i'm in kampung. i mean, with my cuzzies and my bibiks  (aunt in java) of coz!  it's surprising since i hardly talk with girls.. Basically, it means, i don't really socialize myself with girls (unlike hata).  i always find myself in the kitchen, or intermingle with my bibiks' activities such as ngadu mslh kuarga. hahaha. n adding to to this weirdness, all messages in my inbox r from  girls. hahaha. adakah kerana laki mamo mesej aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird thing 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thougt myself as an insensitive person. i mean sensitive in terms of cepat trasa or anything. coz i basically don't care what other people says about me.actually,  i think i don't care. people always c me as a sensitive person; especially girls since i'm too lazy to have a fight with my male buddies. hahahaha. guess i'm a sensitive person after all..huh. it's weird to think a different thing bout ourselves, which we're not. n denying a bad quality bout ourselves, when we're the one who supposed to know ourselves better..hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird thing 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i love rockz songs, as much as i love boxing, (tanda aku seorg yg ganas..warrghhhhh...!), i got immersed with a kinda satisfaction that i can't describe when i'm cooking. hahahaha. i love to cook. i love to watch cooking programmes. i love to learn bout dishes from around the globe. n i love to taste and eat. so, hati2lah kalau sape2 masak, n nak bagi makan kat aku, make sure u'd pour in every single drop of ur culinary skills.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird thing 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got fond to hata..? wooo.. neva thought bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird thing 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't tell pe lagi yg pelik pasal diriku.. how bout ejard? hahaha. when ejard got awaken from sleep, he'll do sumthing like humming a song, or singing a song. it's kinda weird since i haven't found someone who actually do that kind of stuff when they awoke from their slumber. "mmm~~lalala~~" is an evident ejard has had enough with his rest. n dgn gaya2 mcm undertaker.. dia akn bangkit dgn pantas. hahahahahaha.. dead man coming..wooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/01658508126400.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka tengok iron chef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/sadbaby.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sensitive..hmph..workin' on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: tag hata, ejard, kamen R, kak nad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114777335442256779?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114777335442256779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114777335442256779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114777335442256779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114777335442256779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/05/weirdooooooooo.html' title='weirdooooooooo..!!'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114736687932639013</id><published>2006-05-11T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:01:19.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi Besday..!!</title><content type='html'>today, 12th of Mei is my lil' sister's birthday. she's  a 13 year-old girl today. when she was born, she was so cute and chubby dat i wanna make her my punching bag at that very moment. hahahaha. according to medical fact, babies usually weigh 2.5-3.5 kilograms when they were borned. surprisingly, my sister weighed 4.2 kilos..wahahahahhahah..merasalah baby yg sihat! my father was there, in the operation room at dat memorable day. when the doctor pulled her out n held her by her legs, dad was like.."masyaAllah..besau nyer..!" with a surprising look on his face. bapak sendiri pon terkujat. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered when she first walk. she was two. "taa-tih..taa-tih.." my grandma said n she walked to her..dgn bdn dia yg bam-bam tu..step by step..trying to balance herself..n she made it! yeay! it was sweet at that time..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when she got old enuf, my mother send her to taska pe ntah, english-based nursery for 2 years. then, like me, she got sent to Tadika Masjid Negeri when she was 6. n following my foot-steps, she studied at Sek Ren Raja Muda until standard 6. she got 3A's and 2B's for her UPSR. (serve u rite for ur own laziness!) n now, she's studying at SMK SSAAS..without my supervision. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried that sumthng might happen to her. not that i want to give a credit to her, but she's a cute person that capture the eyes of many people. (though aku xtaula pe diorg pndg kat ko jeena..wekkk!) tau2lah laki sekarang..pompuan muka retak 18 pon diorg rogol..pe lgla dak2 kecik mcm adik aku tu..hmph..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom alwiz said that i must be a good example to her. that is more than a reason for me to study hard n behave as good as i can in front of her. n i can proudly say, i've shown u the best side out of me. so, pliz, be better than me! study hard.. strive for the good thngs.. and respect ur parent as much as i do.. be a sister that make me proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday dear.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: samat ari jadi gak kat Deqya..(12.5.87)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/kkkkkkkkkkkkkk.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my siblings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/mmmmm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gigi ko xcantek la..nati aku kejekan kat workshop aku bila dah abes blaja..hahahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/nnnnnnn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bajet rajin blaja nk dkat upsr..padahal pastu men The Sims kat laptop ayah..padanla asek kunci pintu bilik..:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114736687932639013?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114736687932639013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114736687932639013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114736687932639013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114736687932639013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/05/hepi-besday.html' title='Hepi Besday..!!'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114703141876549133</id><published>2006-05-07T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T12:57:42.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buddies</title><content type='html'>when i first arrived, according to the initial plan, i supposed to live here in Irbid with syafiq Ali, Kamen R, faiq n my buddy..ejard.but, somehow, under certain circumstances, here i am, living with a group of energetic buddies. Awe, my buddy Ejard, Nazim n the infamous mando..(ecehceh). Basically, i know all of them well, except nazim coz he used to be schooling at SAMER. while the rest of da band were ex sambestarians. :D (matilah hata menohmah kata dak2 sambes sobiyah..), n so we get along pretty well..i guess. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe, towering up to 178 cm, he's da tallest in da club, n da strongest too, i think..(ejard kata dia leh kalahkn awe.. tippew!). his birth name is wan mohamad izham wan ismail. big bro to 3boys n a girl. he loves her mom so much that he often cried while chatting wif his mom.:'( well, we can tell that he is a sensitive person. seriously. tgk cite king kong nak nangis. tampar ulang2 kang..baru tau! he's a really hygienic person. unlike me. huhu. bilik dia bersih wa cakap lu.. de mirror, de carpet, de gambor, sume2 lah ada.. his job? basically, he's da one who is looking over da house's cleanliness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we proceed to our 'surirumah', Nazim. he's a he, of coz! among his colleagues, he's well-known for his foul mouth. hahaha.. tapi dgn kitorg dia baek je.:) he, also, has his own blog, which is full of hot stories about all the scandals in this very town of Irbid. matilah sesapa yg wat xsnonoh kat cni kena tohmah dgn nazim, lagi2 pompuan gedik. kan nazim kan? Nazim is a creative person.n he has such a criticise mind. kdg2 tgk dia beli kayu, pastu kang dia bertukang la nak hias bilik dia. He has 4 mini-cutey hamsters, n 2 aquariums of fishes in his own room.   n do u know..(ecehceh)? he's da one who's responsible for all da bakdrobes during PERMAI progammes..his role? kalau xde lauk.."naziiiiiiimmm..", kalau xde air.."naziiiiiiimmm..", kalau nak gerudi.."naziiiimmm..", nak byr duit umah.."naziiiiimmm.."..hahahahahahaha.. mmg sume dia lah!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, my buddy, ejard. i even have a post dat is dedicated for him. u can read it if u want to. but to those who's eagerly wanna know him wifout reading da post, well, i'm gonna write a summary bout him. here we go lads. skinny, have a goatie, wambut sgt pjg now, wear a pair of glasses, kabarnya trlalu hensem, a gud cook, ma rummet, damn smart, secretive, peter pan's die-hard-fan, n he's a gud person. his job..mm..like me. live our life to the max! yearghhhh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n together, we live happily ever after..(feeling disney..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ffff.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilik awe yg kemas..ni baru sbahagian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ww.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilik aku n ejard yg beshhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/rrr.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazim surirumah kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ooo.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awe yakin beliau ialah tom welling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/hhh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akuarium nazim..de ikan mas, ikan laga, ikan-ikan.. mcm2lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/fly.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ejad yg de ilmu dlmn yg tggi shingga bliau leh terbang dgn slambanya..(did i mention dat earlier??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ddd.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salah seekor hamster milik nazim..kawaiiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: beliau dah balik ganu..sgt sedey..&lt;br /&gt;   : hepi besday sofi..(7.5.87)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114703141876549133?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114703141876549133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114703141876549133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114703141876549133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114703141876549133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/05/buddies.html' title='buddies'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114633928799909987</id><published>2006-04-29T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:40:53.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first time tagged..</title><content type='html'>well..as we all know..(tau ka?), i'd been tagged by kHer to perform my duty as a blogger, to write something about where i 'm livin' rite now. wel.., during my preparation period at malaysia, seriously, i didn't have any idea about irbid. is it like a really modern town? or is it a kampung situated at a really remote area, where cell phone doesn't even exist (hata used to think so before he came to jordan..hak8). at that time, i ain't give a thought bout that. what can i do neway if irbid IS a rural area? there ain't nothing i can do bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we arrived, we were welcomed by our seniors, (teringat lg abg amin sibuk tunjuk bentuk2 duit jordan), n from Queen Alia Airport, we'd to take a 2-hour ride with a bus (sponsored by JUST). i was damn tired from 10-hour trip from malaysia. i slept. cold. sad. yet intrigued by new things that's gonna happen tomorrow. woke up when the bus stopped. and as i first stepped onto irbid's ground.. i was like.."what the heck?! alor..kampung nyer.." the wind was blowing, n the coldness it brought wrapped me up.. hmph..sejuk pon dah macam sejuk2 kampung je..:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was too lazy to cry over Irbid. penat wooooo... after that, we got served by our seniors with nasi.. mati2 ingat dah takkan jumpa nasi lagi..sekali ada..yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we dragged our luggages to Bayt Afif and i stayed there with zaid, syafiq ali, marwan n de la beberapa lg..x igt, for a few days before our accomodation business got fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun rose, a brand new day was on its way. as i stepped out from the house n went to the Yarmuk Mosque to perform Jumaah prayer, there was a big smile playin' on my lips. "lor..bandar ghupe nyer tmpat ni..yeay..bes! bes!" lots of cyber cafes, restaurants, bank facilities, money changers, post office. it's all just a stone thrown away from my house. n at that time, i was like.. "gerek gak jordan..ngam!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/ooooooooooo.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lihatlah awan2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matahari yg terik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/eeee.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical type of buildings in irbid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/cccccc.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelebihan Irbid..kami ada Yasmin anak Saa'dun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114633928799909987?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114633928799909987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114633928799909987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114633928799909987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114633928799909987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-time-tagged.html' title='first time tagged..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114589623921103006</id><published>2006-04-24T08:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:18:22.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to eija..</title><content type='html'>she was born on 18th of april 1987 at the well-known hospital, HBKL. As she got into dis world, she already has a brother, Syed Fuad n a sister, Sharifah Fuzainy. she, too, was named 'sharifah' as a descendant mark of "golongan syed-syed" (sama mcm ejard) by Mr. Syed Othman n her mother. Sharifah Fareeza Syed Othman. a girl, (or shud i say a woman), who grew fond to me after quite a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen it was time for her to get into school, she was sent to Taski Abim (sama mcm ejard gak), b4 got into Sek Keb Sg Petani n Sek Keb Tmn Nirwana. The teachers were amazed by her great potential, n evidently, dey shud. she excelled in her UPSR n was proudly admitted to SAM Hulu Langat a.k.a SAMTEN (sama mcm ejard). n once again, she proves her credibility with a great PMR result. with her undeniably excellent  result, she got her ticket to the famous SAMBEST (sama mcm ejard gak..adeh..). i met her for the 1st time there, but we neva got close until the end of our great years in SAMBEST. tragedy "mi goreng" really brought us into a great friendship.*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah Fareeza is a great enthusiast of malay movies, dramas (eja n ako), novels (alaf 21) n every single thing related to our entertainment industry. she loves to cook. she loves to eat. she loves to sleep. she hates cartoon (espcially animals). she doesn't really like cats n kittens. she is sensitive, but she hides those feelings really well. she's a girl with determination. n she's a really a good fren.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has a principle (as she is a beautiful)..not to have a boyfriend until she reaches 21 (sama mcm ejard jua..). so, boys, bersabar, bertenang, bila time dtg, korg dtg jmpa aku. aku manager dia. (matila aku kena tembak pkai shot-gun dgn eija pasni..wakakakaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to my dearest friend of all, u're a friend dat everyone wish to hav one. u got my back wen i need. u provide me strength wen i'm collapsing. dats enuf to prove u're da greatest friend in the world. may God grant u everythng in ur dreams. hepi belated besday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/s.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eija dgn..ish..segan aku nak cakap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/k.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eija berbasikal di pangkor..bajet athletic la tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/l.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eija bersama memember di UM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114589623921103006?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114589623921103006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114589623921103006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114589623921103006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114589623921103006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/04/tribute-to-eija_114589623921103006.html' title='a tribute to eija..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114530047815168162</id><published>2006-04-17T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T12:03:59.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maaaaaaaaaaaaakkkk!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, wen i was walkin' with madtaq to go to da lab, eventualy, i told him bout a lil' sumthng dat i went thru wen i was a little boy. i stil remember about 12 years ago, dat nyt, da sky was dark, but there was a silver lining on the clouds, n the thunder was sonorous. the fingers of coldness wrapped my body up. rain. drizzle. i cudnt sleep at all. not bcoz of the weather. but i had a serious pain in my ear. my mom realy tried everythng to sooth out da pain, but i stil cryin' n cudnt sleep bcoz of it. they dunno wut was wrong with me. finally, dey made a decision to go to the clinic. the drizzling rain had turn into a heavy one. we dun hav our car at that moment coz sumbody borrowed it. n in desperation, we went to the clinic with my dad's motorcycle. i stil feel da pain wen da rain water 'hit' my feet hardly (i wasnt wearing a shoe nor a sandal..cant remember why..). but, unfortunately, da clinic was already close at 2 p.m. (why da heck da signboard says "24 Hours"?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da rain was stil in "cats and dogs" mode. my mom and dad had no choice. dey had to take me to the Hospital University at Kuala Lumpur. 30 minutes from shah alam. 45 minutes in the rain. n there we were, a dad who had a job to take care tomorrow, a mom who realy wanna ease out her son's pain, n a 5-year old boy who didnt know anythng but pain and cold dat was clinging all over him. upon arriving, i had to wait stil for a few time. cudnt stop cryin'. wargh..knapa sakit sgt tlinga ni..?! after half an hour, the attending doctor treated me, n&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, he managed to clear out my ear dat contained lots of small pieces of tissue..(camne leh ada ek??) padanla sakit smcm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the point here, is how my mom n dad did everythng so dat i can sleep dat nite. meredah ujan lebat, naek motor, 3 beranak..bukan sume orang nak buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recalled my mom told me wat happened to her wen she was having me inside her uterus. takleh telan air liur, nati muntah. then she carried a mug, everywhere, utk mludah. sbab takut muntah. bayangkan bawak baby berat mcm bata dlm perut slma 9bulan 1o hari, n had to carry a mug everywhere to spit out her own saliva, n she had to go through every of dat, bcoz of da baby. n my mom did everything to find us food. xcukup dgn kerja pjabat, jd agen arcopal la, avon la, ngajar org masak, wat kueh time raya. dia kata, xdela dapat duit byk sgt, tp ckupla nak tampung sana sikit, sini sikit. n she stil work as if she's 20 years old. ayah kata badan mak dah susut skrg. pg keje, malam jg gerai. dah nak dkat tgh mlm baru balik. ksian mak. der are lot of thngs dat happened to my mom. dari muda, smpai skrang, mak kata dia xpnah idup snang. tp adik kata, Tuhan syg mak lbih.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph..i miss my mom. mak tunggu adik balik ye ..:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/Mak1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak yg sntiasa ceria dpan anak2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/w.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak yg usaha nak blaja al-quran, pasal masa muda mak, byk sgt benda trjd smpai plajaran pon terabai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/q.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik sayang mak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114530047815168162?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114530047815168162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114530047815168162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114530047815168162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114530047815168162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/04/maaaaaaaaaaaaakkkk.html' title='Maaaaaaaaaaaaakkkk!!'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114433460674540682</id><published>2006-04-06T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T15:48:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sambest the legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;SAMBEST..THE LEGEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;dat day..i packed my bag at home, n i went to  a place,  a place dat wrote thousands memories in my life. "haha..ari ni aku F5..takde senior..takde pe2! muahahaha..!" It was nice 2feel dat way.. feeling superior towards othr.. 2feel dat we can do anythng n far away from bein under any supervision. huhu. i resided at B42. tingkat 4. paling atas sekali tao! letih.. dala kelas pon atas gak.. nasib baek aku mmg dok kat flat. haha. der, i became fond wif ismail samlee, who has neva got below 90  for his add math, n alwiz undeniably, sgt2 hohoyeah dlm chem. n not forgetting nadir al nuri, d one dat was said to hav a face dat is similar to me.. (xserupa pon..), d only 'teacher' in the world who showed me, wut really is meant by "english essay" (he got 48/50 for his essay). n of coz, out of their evidently excellent brain, dey hav kind hearts n attitude dat brought us into frenship. in fact, all my frens hav those qualities.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bein a F5 student in SAMBEST, was an extraordinary-not-to-be-missed experience to me. good frens, good community, good teachers.. n bunches of rules wait to be broken! wahahaha.. i recalled dat during dat period of 'maharajalela', Kelab Muda Mudi (underground club dat unite all F5 students..bein famous for organizing carrom competition until 4-5 a.m until da warden yelled "sape xtutup lampu lagi tu..?!", n poker games duel [my peberet niey..:)] organized  "Aspura Idol".  da history of dis healthy prog is, dat nyt, sahabat sy, saibun, mrasa kbuhsanan, lantas mmnggil en. saat (dak F2 yg muka sbijik dgn en. saat, pnyelia hostel) mnyanyi lagu burung kakak syifa..eh..kakak tua. manjo, who was juz besides saibun, suddenly suggested, "bun..kita wat aspura idol nak x?"..n saibun tot 4 2-3 seconds b4 saying "tadehal!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n since dat nyt, after 11 p.m, each of  junior students who walked along A31's corridor, will be called by saibun into his dormitory, n dey wil likely heard sumthng lyk dis.."kitorg brminat nak wat aspura idol. n aku dah lame prhati ko. tahniah! ko layak masuk prtndingn ni! (smbil tnjuk muka myakinkn..) pemenang akn dpt adiah, plus, korg akn diserapkn ke dlm pasukan nasyid skolah! [nasyid taun aku smpai prngkat kbngsaan..:) ], berusahalah..ko ada potensi!" bcoz saibun is one of da singers in da nasyid team, maka dak2 ni prcaya lah sumenyer yg dicakap oleh saibun. tho, every details was already a bullshit from da bginning. hak9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiap malam, smbil2 kitorg stadi, kitorg akn dihiburkn oleh suara2 junior kitorg. haha. en. saat mnjd psrta wajib tetiap mlm, dgn solo utamany-Burung Kakak Tua. after a month, we decided dis "aspura idol" shud come to an end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 "aku rs kita wat prtndgn final la..amcm?" kata saibun.&lt;br /&gt;                 "bley..stuju sajor!" jawab kami bramai2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n thn, we called 9 'contestants', who got da most pleasant voices during da 'interview', to enter da grand finale of Aspura Idol. n every contestant got fired up to win Aspura Idol. diorang brlatih xigt woo.. kitorg gelak jela..pdhl aslny kitorg men2 je..n dey treat dis 'Aspura Idol' as if bnda tu mmg under sekolah. hak9.&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;                             "bang..bang..abg tau x lirik lgu ni?"&lt;br /&gt;                             "bang..bang..cuba usha sy pny prsmbhn ni..pastu komen la.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itula dialog2 yg akn didgr dr 9 peserta tersebut. finally, the grand nite came. da viewers were us, da F5 students, da judges were also one of us, rahman, haizer n acap isa. n da  'contestants' were our juniors, who got conned by saibun..(dosa ko saibun..ayok..tak tau..). after a 'gruelsome' fight, n 9 songs were sang prfctly by all da prtcipants, iqbal, F1 studnt won da tight competition. n en saat got 'anugerah khas'. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat was wut had happened in my life wen i was a sengal-sengal boy..(which i still am)..n remembering those days always aroused mixed emotions. sumtyms, i dream, i cn ride tym machine n go over all da thngs again n again. but dats not sumthng dat lykly wil hppn, ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/23615496933610l.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saibun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/4.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manjo si pncadang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/b.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/a.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team takraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/c.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadir al nuri  brbaju itam perilly's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114433460674540682?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114433460674540682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114433460674540682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114433460674540682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114433460674540682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/04/sambest-legend.html' title='sambest the legend'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114398404170922388</id><published>2006-04-02T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T15:49:09.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku anak jawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wen i was lyk young..by dat..i mean 2-3 years old..according 2 my mom n my aunts..wen dey walked me around da playground..people was like patronizing me (esp makcik2 tmn tu la..)..n "eh..anak saper ni..?comeyl nyer.." But dat was wut my mom n my aunts said lar..diorg tipu..aku tipu la..wakakaka. n wen i was older...dlm 5taun..der was a cute girl..came to me n suddenly kissed me..n she said.."syg nazirul"..wah..merah giler muka aku ms tu.tadika pon da men cium2 ka?? ish3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;after a few years..i entered primary school..but nothng much happened..excpt da most beautiful girl i'd eva seen (at dat tym lor) gave me a garfield sticker (stil de lg) tho we'd neva spoken 2 each other b4. heheh..tp rs2ny dia silap beli..then bg jela kat org yg dia jmpa..hak8. wen i was in F1..muka masa tu dah jd sgt seleng. xcaya..? tnyla sesapa yg pnh tgk kad pngenalan aku time tu. siap diorg tny lg.."ni saper mando..?"..but..even in dat "seleng" condition..i stil remember a group of 4 girls alwiz sit at a place dat eventually located in my route to go to da canteen. n dey were lyk.."hai nazirul..assalamualaikum..pe kabar?ala..sombongla.." Adoi..aku plak mcm prmpuan kna ngurat dgn mat rempit..ish3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;n alwiz..wen i go to a new school..ppl asked.."ko org pe?"..i answered.."ler..da muka camni..mstila jawa..". N der dey were..reseptor pd tlinga2 mereka mnerima gelombang bunyi dan mntrjemah ke dlm btk impuls dan dihantar melalui saraf telinga ke cerebrum dan cortex otak maka bahagian motor otak pon mngarahkn pnghasilan sjenis hormon yg mnyebabkn otot ocularis oris,masseter,buccinator dan brbagai lg otot bergerak pada masa yg sama utk mnghsilkan impak pd muka,malahan otot badan yg laen turut mngalami keadaan tegangan dan rehat dlm kadar yg kerap..salur2 darah jua mngalami pemvasodilatan bagi mmbolehkan O2 disalurkan scukupnya pd otot trsebut supaya proses propagation of action potential spjg muscle fiber brjalan dgn lancar..bla..bla..bla.. TERJEMAHAN: diorg gelak guling2. In fact..everytym i tel any1..kalau xgelak guling2 pon..dey wil ask.."bia bnar..?xde rupe pon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so..ni la isi utamany..why is my face dun luk lyk a typical javanese person..?n here goes da story.. ekceli,wen my grandma was havin my mom fetus in her uterus..she had a bad neighbour..an indian. my grandma hated dis particular neighbour so much! eva heard of "kenan"?? dat was exactly wut happened 2 my mom. dats y she luk quite lyk an indian..n me..i am my mother clone. dats exactly y my face isnt lyk a typical javanese. so, from medical point of view, can someone explain dis "kenan" phenomenon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;last but not least..i'm proud i am a javanese! yeay..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/3.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anak jawa dgn anak arab dgn anak klantan dgn ank..mm..ko anak pe nazim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ank jawa dgn ank arab dgn ank klantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;mak dan bapak kpd anak jawa..kdua2nya jawa asli jua..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/asam_jawa.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;asam jawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;P.S: yg kat atas2 tu,sajer jer mau brlagak dgn kecomelan ketika ku kecil dahulu kala..kah9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;       tp tu zmn muda2 dulu..skrg da tua..uhuk uhuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114398404170922388?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114398404170922388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114398404170922388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114398404170922388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114398404170922388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/04/aku-anak-jawa.html' title='aku anak jawa'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114354913473271108</id><published>2006-03-28T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:11:47.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat..eat..eat..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELEMENT:&lt;/span&gt; Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DISCOVERER&lt;/span&gt;: Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ATOMIC MASS&lt;/span&gt;: Accepted as 55kg, but known to vary from 45kg to 225kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PHYSICAL PROPERTIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Body surface normally covered with film of powder and paint&lt;br /&gt;2. Boils at absolutely nothing - freezes for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;3. Found in various grades ranging from virgin material to common ore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEMICAL PROPERTIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reacts well to gold, platinum and all precious metal&lt;br /&gt;2. Explodes spontaneously without reason or warning&lt;br /&gt;3. The most powerful reducing money agent known to man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COMMON USE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Highly ornamental, especially in sports cars&lt;br /&gt;2. Can greatly aid relaxation&lt;br /&gt;3. Can be a very effective cleaning agent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAZARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Turns green when placed alongside a superior specimen&lt;br /&gt;2. Possesion of more than one is possible but specimens must never make aye contact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..dat was jz 4 a joke..&lt;br /&gt;P.S: u hav neva behave accordingly 2 da criterias above..in fact..honestly..u dun hav all da criterias at all..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..bak 2 da topic..mm..makaaaaannnnn~~!!wargh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl around me alwiz said.."ko asal nmpak kurus..?" or "ko makin kurus r mando.." or "hek eleh..mentang2 jauh dgn awek,makin kurus plak..jiwaaangg!!aku tampor kang!!". So,da Q is..is it true..?izit true dat im now skinnier thn b4..? (lepakla weyh..aku pny selera dah mcm selera jin ko tau!!). so,i decide 2 tes my selera mkn..besau ke kecik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,1nite, i went to McD..(parampampara..im lovin it).. n in ma heart.. der is a voice-"aku nak mkn mcm setan ari ni...muahahaha!!"-i entered da restaurnt, n i ordered 1 set of McArabia..(sumthng lyk McFoldover..bulldozer..pe ntah nama kat mesia..), regular jela.. n bli lg 1 BigMac.. muahaha. da cashier was jz lyk.."wut?1 kofta n 1 big mac?" wif muke yg ala2 kak nad baru bgn tido.(*wink*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,after i waited 4 10 minutes, (nak kna saman McD ni..ne leh lambat!!).. da same cashier wif da same mimic, and da same Q, came 2me wif da meal. i ate da kofta 1st..coz bigMac mcm da muak gak mkn. n after dat, aku ratah plak (ratah??) bigMac..n to my shock.. surprisingly.. sket pon xkua bny "burp!" ke de rs2 nk knyg ke.. so,xdela kecik noo ek selera mkn aku..?besau gak kan?kan?(sila baca dgn telor melaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..da mystery is..asal aku kurus..?knapa aku xjd mcm kak nad?(*wek..!!*) or tembam mcm kak syifa..?malahan..makin kurus pula..? anyone can answer me? kak nad..pe rahsiany membesar secara sihat..?kak syifa..?jawab..jawab..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/bigmac.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besh nyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/panino.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedap gak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: sape2 yg dah janji nak blnja aku time balik mesia kang..(eija, kak syifa)..siap2kan poket 2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-21550461.post-114323937276626862</id><published>2006-03-24T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:12:13.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah baca,bagi tajuk sndiri..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;mm..4da past few days..i came across few thngs..good..and bad.i guess dats how da world work ayte..?las wik..sorrow,hatred,angry,it's all clung on me.i was lyk.."wut did she evn do to you?!y da hell u stab on her bak??wut da f***in' hell is wrong wif u..?u're both siblings ayte?cnt u jz appreciate her n all da f***in' thngs she has done 4ur f***in' survival in dis world..?i'm tired of seeing all dis soap opera thingy..u hurt her again..i'm gonna make sure dat my f***in' hand will boring into da bak of ur head b4 u even realize it..!!"..damn angry i was..&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;n da gud thng..(bnda yg ats 2..hnyalah expression..sila jgn seram pd sy..wakaka..:p)..da gud thng..mm..pe heh??haha..ma lyf..its a hepi lyf..i got evrythng i need..[at least..i think i am..:)].learn few thngs..dat is:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1.we must view evrythng from dffrnt prspectives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2.evn tho sum1 luk lyk a criminal..mebbe if we luk from his/her eyes..he/she is jz a decent prson..doing wut he/she thnks is ryt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3.sumtyms..it worth it if we lose a friend..espcially..wen dey talk bad thngs bout us in front of others..[dey dun evn kno me..oredi talking bad thngs bhind me..aiyo..:(]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4.everyone is a confusing prson..realy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;dats all da lesson 4 2day lads..hahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;mm..yg laen2..layan lgu 'far away' skrg..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*god must b MAHA generous wen He gives u,while i stil hav my mom.havin u both,togethr,it's an ultimate hepiness..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;n atas prmintaan ramai..terimalah..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/bajetjiwang.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ejad tym ni nak uji kmampuan camera dia..(aku tau ko nk tgk ko ensem ke x..aku tau..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/PHOT0014.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ejad di kala zmn muda mudi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114323937276626862?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114323937276626862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114323937276626862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114323937276626862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114323937276626862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/03/dah-bacabagi-tajuk-sndiri.html' title='dah baca,bagi tajuk sndiri..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-114300683142208534</id><published>2006-03-21T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:55:45.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mm..new post heh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;y da hell is everybody bz-ing demselves wif bein a constant blogger?? heh...akherny aku trpngaruh gak nak wat post baru...da thng is..i dun evn hav da idea 2write a post..wut is der 2write heh??bout ma lyf..?buhsan....bout da world??nah..i aint a constant viewer of da world scenarios...nak saya cramah ka??haha....im nt evn intrested of reading ppl's blog..hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; so nak cte psl ejad la...bes tao cte psl ejad.hak8.(pdn mke ko..pdhl ko sblh aku sajer ktika aku sdng mnaip...).syed ahmad izzat bin tuan besar.so..da 1st Q..y is his name is syed,but his dad is Tuan?kn salu syed bin syed gak??i've bin tol by him..ekceli...namaTuan ni gak means Syed..(tol ke ejad??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; premis 1:syed ejad bin tuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; premis 2:tuan means syed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; ksimpulan:syed ejad bin syed gak!yeay~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; as far as i've bin living wif dis skinny guy..(lek jad..sabar2..kita serupa..aku tau..),n recently,da de development kat bhgn dagu dia..(hey..uve got some goatie der mate..),sdgkn pd zmn muda2 bliau..sgtla jambu muke nyer...tp skrg..sgt matured..but der is no difference in his manner heh.stil lyk he used 2b..excpt he's bcoming mor n mor wise wen dciding bout sumthng.:) (aku tmbah je tu..ntah benar atau palsu..masih lom dapat dipastikn..).He used 2b a guy..i mean lone ranger yg mmg xwat lgsg kje2 pompuan..haha.He used 2not kno evn how 2peel off an onion.but..watch out!!da new ejard..he kno how 2 cook tomyam~!gilak ah renovation yg ada pada diri kamu tu ejard..respek beb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; then..ejard is a constant listener 2 peter pan..aku rasa de dekat 20-30 gak la lgu peter pan dln pc dier..."ko hncurkan hatiku..ko hncurkn hatiku..~~!"..dats da 'poltergeist' voices dat haunted me since i got here.2b specific..since ejard got da peter pan's songs in his pc.seyesly mate..kalau ko memekak lg pkul 1 mlm2..aku sumpah..krusi aku de atas kpala ko!hak8.ekceli..its ok 4u 2sing la8 at nyt..u've a pretty voice wen u sing..(if u REALY bliv dat~~kah9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; but..despite of all dat values dat he has in da preceeding paragraph..he's a gud guy..a gud fren..n rasany de tokoh2 nk jd husbnd yg bgus..ecewah~~!his rummet is sumwat a constant pemonteng..n ejad gak la yg tlng ajar bnda2 dia yg rummet dia xcover..ejad la jgak yg kjut rummet dia pg2.. paksa gi klas (even salu aku xgi gak..nmun jasamu akn dikenang)..pe2 hal pon..ko besh r~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; p/s:samat ari jadi ajim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  :gmbr ejad xdpt diletak..mslh teknikal..sgala ksulitan harap   diampuni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-114300683142208534?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/114300683142208534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=114300683142208534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114300683142208534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/114300683142208534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/03/mmnew-post-heh.html' title='mm..new post heh..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-113909728072919919</id><published>2006-02-04T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:12:44.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a journey in a journey..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;mm..brjmpa lg (lg??)  dlm blog ntah pe2 ni..a journey in a journey..pe bnda haa?tol ke grammar 2?mmpusla..bukn reti english pn..huwa huwa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..ni nk cte psl tour jrdn..buknla sec spesifik..tp basic2 jer..tmpt 1st ari 1st gi umm qays..mula2 cm bes gk.tgk batu zmn2 dolu2..besh r..bukn sng woo..tgk tiang2 lme..tulisan lme..yela..sgala mnde lah yg lelama.tmpt ni cm ats bukit..sjuk gk.dlm 2 de mcm2 la..church,tmple,jamban..n sgala kperluan asas mnusia yg len am nya.tp antara yg smack nyer kat umm qays ialah church dia yg octagon.church jaman2 (zmn2) dulu dia de tiang ntah brapa ketul ntah..n then de la jubin wat lntai kat bwh.dinding?angin..bumbung?langit..tp jgn riso..jmban de berdekatan..(hak8)&lt;br /&gt;byk gk kitorg brgmbr d c2..mnunjukkn kitorg ni mmg ensem..eh eh..tmpt 2 mmg ensem..aiseh..silap plak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSCN1628.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC03976.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC04015.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC04018.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..kitorg gerak plak gi ajloun castle.ni pn mcm bgnn lelama gk.bgnn islam rsny psl de arch yg bucu dia tjm.ats bukit gk.owg lame2 ni ske dok ats bukit gamakny..mebbe sbb bnda ni kubu kn..?sng la dia nk mamanah..eh..memanah.....pstu ssh sk8 nk tmbus.tol x?logik la pmikirn diowg nih..tmpt ni cm trjaga sket dr umm qays tp xde yg smack pe la..basic jer.de gmbr..tp mls upload..hak8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then gi la plak satu tmpat nama dia jarash..kat amman.tgh2 kat ibu ngara 2 de la plak ancient city yg usia dia mncecah 2100 taun..kut.di cnila tmpt indiana jones brmaen guli tym kcik2 dlu..tol..xtipu..&lt;br /&gt;cni cm smack gila la..dstinasi plg bes la utk 1st day..mmg..ish..mmg..argh..best ah!jelas la nmpak tnggalan sejarah 2..theater dia..tiang2 dia..tmple dia..hmph..kgum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC04216.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/DSC04194.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/PICT0035.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n..bila kita dah tgk sumer2 ni..kita msti kata owg2 tamadun diowg dasat..n of coz la diowg 2 sgt hebat smpai owg moden cm kita leh kata diowg dasat.n bygknla plak..andai kata..slps bribu taun..cmne owg pd ms 2 view pninggalan kita??hebat ke..?or jz sumthng dat is nt significant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-113909728072919919?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/113909728072919919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=113909728072919919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/113909728072919919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21550461/posts/default/113909728072919919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/2006/02/journey-in-journey.html' title='a journey in a journey..'/><author><name>fonso zone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916947819352035311</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-21550461.post-113830956498234503</id><published>2006-01-26T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:13:03.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mp3s..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;today,i set my playlist on auto, instead of favourites, and crawling in the dark by hoobastank came out. i was immedi8ly carried bak to 2002, wut happened at the tym, who was connected to dat song(haha), wut i was feeling etc etc. i found dat a lot of my life is highlighted wif music. like, i dun categorize a song by who sings it but more to wen it's sung. n wen there's sumthng major happenin in my life at the tym, the more prominent the song at the moment sticks in my mind...wether i like da song or not. some songs juz bring sweet memories, some euphoric, some of ppl i luv, n even some that juz need to be forgotten...hrm.one of my dreams 1day is 2 compile these songs, n create some sort of an audio timeline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;on a totally note(literally), i stumbled across dis sumwhere i cant remember. how ppl r like mp3s. once,a certain song was popular, u loved it, u listned to it everyday. then, u got so used to it, u started to hate it, u loathed the mere existence of it. at least u claimed so. another song entered, and the old one was forgotten n got thrown to the bottom of ur playlist.until 1day, u played it accidentally..n it struck u y u hated it at the 1st place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;in a way or other,i do think there's some truth 2 it..kinda make u wonder wut kind of song ure 2 ppl, an evrgreen? or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;forgotten one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;extraction from piercedeyeballs.blogs.friendster.com/blog_shmlog/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f76/fonso_gomez/dsc08801.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21550461-113830956498234503?l=mandodahuero8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandodahuero8.blogspot.com/feeds/113830956498234503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21550461&amp;postID=113830956498234503' title='0 Comments'/><link 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