<?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-4990251490035524650</id><updated>2011-09-20T00:53:21.620+08:00</updated><category term='U melt my heart'/><category term='U&apos;re meant for today'/><category term='i&apos;m normal..right?'/><category term='***** is back in town'/><category term='u&apos;re making me puke'/><category term='You look fine to me'/><category term='Haa'/><category term='House that haunts'/><category term='I&apos;m puzzled...'/><category term='I&apos;m lonely'/><category term='I&apos;m confuse...'/><title type='text'>Sesame seed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7525947747630242618</id><published>2010-12-22T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:38:09.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear blogger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  i was soooo happy i had found my new love months ago. since you knew that i was rejected straight for almost like 7 times i think, i thought the 8th would just stop the heartbroken chain, but i was soooo fucking wrong. i dont wanna talk about how it got ended, but i just wanna bring up the times when i told you diary, that im meant to be single. you know, i have my friends, my families, my colleagues, my dancemates, and the most of all, my broes before hoes; luqman hakim bin anuar and zaizikki zaini. idk diary, i just dont believe in 'wait for your love'. i will only get what i see. when i like someone, i stick to them. and from there, work things out. then, there will be this feeling where you want to be more than just friends. then love starts to develop. my mistake was, i didn't asked her to be my gf when i had the chances to. i learnt that you asks someone to be yours when there is this thing called, 'perfecto momento' . what i did was, i kept holding on to her instead, until to the extent where i was just her friend afterall.  i tried, finding time to spend together, but she just didn't felt the same way. we need two hands to clap, speecher. what i had, was one hand to slap instead. well then that's my love story for the 8th time. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7525947747630242618?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7525947747630242618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7525947747630242618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7525947747630242618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7525947747630242618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-blogger-i-was-soooo-happy-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7259014312817274758</id><published>2010-07-24T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:05:14.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn* bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7259014312817274758?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7259014312817274758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7259014312817274758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7259014312817274758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7259014312817274758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawn-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8543080227728502112</id><published>2010-06-30T00:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:08:16.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Me and luke are so-called married. and no we're not gay. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Luke: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dia dah lambat to go sch 2 times sak. That's why dia nak tdo siang. hahaha. that's why suruh aku kejot! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jeeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wow! haha! kecian babygirl awak ye..and ya, I CAN'T BELIEVE MY HOT WIFE IS CHEATING ON ME!! pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Luke&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hahahahahahaha! Im gonna leave you soon. Huahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jeeep:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NOOOOOO! serious shit pe? you're going to leave your husband, hanging by a thread?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Luke:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol! hahahaha. hang on my dick uh! why thread? haha. ok, aku nak tdo. nite bro. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i cracked my ass laughing seriously. haha, he is my male wife afterall. And ya, why thread eh bro love? ask richard marx, he sang that 'now and forever' song. k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey you, thanks, for everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8543080227728502112?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8543080227728502112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8543080227728502112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8543080227728502112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8543080227728502112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/06/luke-dia-dah-lambat-to-go-sch-2-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6586827203216938321</id><published>2010-06-24T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:51:52.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supp...i would like to take this opportunity to thank those good people out there who wished me on the 22th june 2010. haha. thank you for flooding my facebook page with tons of wonderful msges. thank you very much. i really appreciate it to the core punya. haha i had splendid time celebrating my birthday at luke's crib though. thanks brother love. haha, your fucking long msges is just, cool la siak. haha...that long that describes me. fuuh, touched. and to my dearest little one, thank you for the wonderful gift. haha, i love it very much. and also, i admire your poetry skills seriously sia...haha...thanks. and i cannot wait for both of your birthdays to come..just you wait...^^ and once more, thank you people. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6586827203216938321?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6586827203216938321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6586827203216938321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6586827203216938321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6586827203216938321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/06/supp.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1831229639371858762</id><published>2010-06-20T16:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:31:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rewang nk tari 2 was off the hook sial. It kinda makes me wonder too, when was rewang nk tari 1 eh? hahaha. anyway, this successful production is about 7 known local singapore dance groups showing diff types and aspects of malay dance. from zapin to asli to inang and joget. the 7 groups consisting of sri warisan, sri warna, azpirasi, tepak sireh, tari era and 2 more i forgot, mixed together to perform an outstandigly professional performance choreographed by the 7 group leaders itself, such as som said, and osman halid. celebrity guests made their appearance too like shahril, marina yusof and bj kadir. overall, im fucking proud of AZPIRASI DANCE GROUP. AZPIRASI FTW!! and this show seriously deepens my passion in dance. ^^. yeah that sums up my saturday night. oh, i went to sentosa with takraw mates in the morning to celebrate the june babies upcoming birthday. amirul da lepas which was on the 17thjune, acap on the 21st, and me on the 22nd. happy advance birthday to us both. ohhhhh yeaahhh...^^. k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/TB3ZvQ5TVfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sk-7gnGvOAw/s1600/31754_393002648217_753548217_4109831_3557911_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/TB3cplZAZlI/AAAAAAAAAow/Faqpmtr_Hzs/s1600/sayanghae.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484782528176875090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/TB3cplZAZlI/AAAAAAAAAow/Faqpmtr_Hzs/s320/sayanghae.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you seen this girl? cause the dude beside her misses her so, fucking, much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1831229639371858762?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1831229639371858762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1831229639371858762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1831229639371858762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1831229639371858762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/06/rewang-nk-tari-2-was-off-hook-sial.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/TB3cplZAZlI/AAAAAAAAAow/Faqpmtr_Hzs/s72-c/sayanghae.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5589341214193415862</id><published>2010-06-03T14:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:34:41.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been 5 days after karya. soon it will be a week, then weeks and finally, months, that long for me to take my mind off karya. I had an awesome time with azpirasians and also yuan ching. even though i didn't danced for you guys, you guys were hyped up to make 'our' item one of the most memorable one for me. well done guys, well done. i'm fucking proud of you guys. good luck for the official opening eh guys, make cikgu proud like you always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than afiq's successful item which was superb, i still can't accept the facts that haizad's item was one of the worst. fuck the critics haizad, fuck it. your item was seriously nice and effing cool. cikgu himself has no comment so yeah, i think he would agree with me on this. and for the record, only cikgu can criticize our dance items and no one else. cause he knows what's best. oh btw critic dude, i detest your item seriously. toooooooooooooooo modern. and you made a fool of zapin last sunday. hah. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To haini and teha, you know i've been treating you guys like sisters ya. i wanna thank you both for everything. from your supports to your great advices and finally, the frendships you two have given me. i will alays look up on you guys no matter what aight. hahahah..you babes have a nice day ahead and don't hesitate if you feel like joining azpirasi officially. our door will always be opened. stay cool, sweet and pretty always chef and lecturer wannabe. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to faisal and syurafa, are we friends for real now? hahaha..yeah back in the olden days where we broke up our 'everlasting' friendship, i kinda felt like i was living in solitude seriously. even though i have luqman, i don't feel complete without you guys in my perfect little life.haha..eh, screw the past ya. let's crap like hell again.=)) btw, after realising my offensive attitude to you guys, i think i've changed. no more loudass hyper najib ya. i'm just, cool now. ^^ i missed you guys after our lost of contact for almost bout a year eh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so-called eyeing on you since the first day you joined our course which was on the 21st of november, last year. and as weeks passed by, i kinda felt bliss seeing your face...and that's where i started developing my feeling towards you. i thought to myself that it was literally impossible for me to be with you because we barely even talked. you and i, were a complete stranger then. idk how and i forgot when, but when i got your number, i felt like i've been given a 6th chance. you have no idea how happy i was. ^^. on the night i got your number, my affectionate feeling towards you was embarrassedly compromised by faiz and ezzati all thanks to my blithe attitude. haha, that's where the teasing starts. our first item together was for chinese new year, 'what a great moment to treasure, i shall make it a date to remember'. serampang12 and faiz's item will always remind me of you. as practice went by and time flies, i thought of losing you after karya, i always did, cause we ONLY have a connection in dance afterall. well i hope we'll stay in touch no matter what. After all this, it was a large misunderstanding of what they thought of us both, know what i mean. sure it would be sweet to be an item together but hey, we need two hands to clap, but what we have now is one hand, to slap. hahaha...even though we argued, you being aloof towards me after you knew i had feelings for you, we would still make things right by making it up graciously, and that's what i like most about you; a ferocious lion, but somehow delicate inside your beating heart. i always wait for you to msg me goodnight or ask what i'm doing, since i would annoy you if i were to do that always...but hey, i'll never get tired of our conversations ya, and everytime your name appears on the menu of my phone i was greatly suppressd by happiness. everytime we talk on the phone, your sweet voice keeps me awake even though i was dozing off, *the other day*. heh..^^..When we go out together, i rarely make any conversations because i was afraid of stuttering. well i need some time to adjust on my confidence ya. haha. i wanna thank you, thank you for eveything since the day we first met. the smiling, teasing, treating, talking, laughing, arguing, helping and all the wonderful stuff that would make us one. and also thank you, for easing my heart. hope our relationship excalates to an even greater heights ye, and that's what i'm praying for all the time. haha, i love you very much. btw, i kinda miss you bad already. heh. and i'm not alluding to whom i'm referring to ya. she shall always be known as anonymous to those scratching their heads as in, now. nyehaha. well it's to protect indentity ye. she's &lt;em&gt;such a wonderful and beautiful girl to be with that could seriously make you love-sick. and for the record, she's totally out of my league. after all this, i like her not from the outside, but from within, *full nama*. &lt;/em&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and that my friends, is my love story. so what's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is the longest post since last year seriously. nice. luke confirm doze off while half-reading. other than that, no other readers i assume. k wanna siap2 for rock climbing baby. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh luke puke or luki puki, have a safe trip to batam bro love, i'll be right here waiting, like i always do. and don't forget my souvenir!! hahahaha tc asshole, remember what i told ya, put on your bestest behavior there..hahah!! ok we shall gym/crap with hadi again when you have returned safely insyaallah. love ya, moron. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;142 days of endurance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5589341214193415862?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5589341214193415862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5589341214193415862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5589341214193415862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5589341214193415862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-5-days-after-karya.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-15073281926446407</id><published>2010-05-23T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:34:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna spend this moment not to grief about our late minister, cause i don't know him siol, seriously. peace on you btw, hope you have a safe journey wherever you are. RIP minister of err..not sure. heh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dance performance is this coming saturday night and i'm supposed to dance 4 items but i think i'll be dancing just 3. Ah, the odd one out, is what i'm going to emphasize about. Oh my former partner suaidah, you were my greatest partner in ycss cause you were my only dance partner in my secondary life ehh? haha, i like the way you smiled and laughed while dancing. it keeps me hyped up to stay cool and not to screw up. everytime each of us made mistakes, we would seriously find a way to make it up and we did, blissfully. I just think that our 2009 dance item is a hit in ycss malay dance history you know. and we got this coming one night to show the public once again, but you left me out, hanging by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that haini is totally pissed off with you. well i'm not livid towards you ya, i'm just peculiar bout myself thinking, "what did i do wrong that aidah had to ditch me?" maybe i'm too scary for you, or too good to be true. you should be thankful that a very good friend of mine wanted to replace you but she's not yccians. if not, i would definitely, accept her graciously. Talking about sub, it has all already been taken. And faisal, i know you will try to find a very last min sub but just to let you know, i don't dance with newbies(sec ones). To cikgu Z,R,A, i know you will be pissed if you were to hear bout our situation. Well, from what i can imagine, our item will be quite cacat, less vocals, the shape V hilang, formation goner and finally, desperate cover ups. well it sure feels like shit to screw up everyone involved. well i'm going nuts. bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw the envy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw the pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw the pessimistic shits,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i want serampang 12 with you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-15073281926446407?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/15073281926446407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=15073281926446407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/15073281926446407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/15073281926446407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wanna-spend-this-moment-not-to-grief.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2577839205623598151</id><published>2010-05-03T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:50:18.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just hard to get that ji hoo hairstyle sia...it's long, cool and neat. nice. i'm aiming for that, real bad. ^^ and i want a gf. feeling kinda lonely. i wanna feel the love feeling again from a girl instead and not just guys(referring to luki pukiwiwi and zaibobo). maybe singapore talking should talk about 'how do you know whether the person you like is for real' topic. i'll confirm give them a call and blend in. hah. aight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2577839205623598151?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2577839205623598151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2577839205623598151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2577839205623598151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2577839205623598151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-just-hard-to-get-that-ji-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8179278961313201779</id><published>2010-04-24T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T02:44:31.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.25am and i'm still not sleepy. i wanted to watch date night but i'm afraid of dozing off. thought of watching tv but tv is such a bore nowadays. i only look forward to wed night at 10pm. The colony, a documentary showing how people survive after a catasthrophic event. different survivors with different skills and talents. and one of them happens to be an aerospace engineer. motivation sia. fuuh! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, i'm scared of getting debarred from exam cause i always turned up for class late. Well to be fucking honest, i was NEVER late in my secondary school life. not even once! shitholes. but whatever it is, i'm so happy that i found it. i fucking found it finally! wee.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese-looking is just cute, his type. so najib, please move on, ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8179278961313201779?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8179278961313201779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8179278961313201779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8179278961313201779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8179278961313201779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4167985504669511143</id><published>2010-04-18T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:01:53.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday. what a bore. Well, a few more hours for me to fall asleep just to wake up for school tmr. Monday is not what i'm looking forward to but tues instead. whole day practical. now that, is my kind of thing. ^^ Too bad, my school has no hot girls to be drooling at. sad for me indeed. I just can't wait for next year, i wanna be 18 fast. i wanna get a license and ride. i need my own transportation. i hate taking public. besides, after that bus incident, public transport is not 100% safe. haha boohoo SBS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4167985504669511143?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4167985504669511143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4167985504669511143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4167985504669511143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4167985504669511143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-749843836643894830</id><published>2010-04-05T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:54:43.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So they say. Well i don't care. fuck it. screw it. eh, mind my language ya. Well i've been going out almost everyday. last friday was off the hook seriously. It was the only day where i can spend some quality time with my BBH feat Hadi. hahaha. luke's parent went batam so he got the green light for me to stay over. seriously, whole day without rules, RULES. ^^ haaaa, luke was the owner of the house, i was the chef and hadi was the guest. We played games, watched movies, sang, strummed, jokes, laughed, talked about girls and even braid each other's hair. haha nahh the hair part, just jk. i was in love, it was so comforting and i feel like living with it forever. i want it in my life sak. haha, i'm talking about the 'couch', super duper couch, damn, soooo comfy. i wonder what it is made of. hmm..moving on, well, i left his crib at around 2.30pm the next day. went home, grabbed the songkoks and rushed to cc. reached there at 4pm. they were changing for their performance so yeah, left me alone. i kinda slept till around 6pm in the storeroom, alone. cool you know. haha. as for today, went out with shuk kassim, haini yusof, hanis, fateha and ismail. love you guys a lot. had fun crapping with you people. too bad affie tkda. would be so much fun for me. haaa. nah screw it. i'm fooling myself. well i'm sorry luke for the tix. haha, it was already taken and i didn't know so yeah, lucky you weren't there cause it was boooriing. not the performance though, well the performance was great, the acting, the dancing and the shuffling. the boring part was the storyline though. tarian one side, silat one side, shuffle another side. argued, then this datok lectured and finally, fusion dance consisting of the three genres. wth right. good production ah btw, whoever the producer is. nice, whatever. nasib 3 bucks siol. babi unta betul. well i'm gonna call it a night people. tired. nights. BBH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-749843836643894830?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/749843836643894830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=749843836643894830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/749843836643894830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/749843836643894830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-they-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-288871903307735054</id><published>2010-03-27T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:29:21.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anak wayang was off the hook. seriously, a well done performance there. haha, and luke, hot girls alert sia yesterday, kalau kau ikut, you can try to ask one out. haha. too bad none grabbed my attention though. ^^ and fuck, i can't forget the part they explained about serampang 12. the meanings of that dance are quite strong. no wonder cikgu said kalau joget tk betul, tkda maknanya tu. ^^ haaa memories. gotta get over it. never dwell on the past, unless it gives you something pleasant uhh..anyway, had fun going out with azpirasians. haizad was the clown that made my day. hahaha. while we were having supper, kathy said that 'dulu2, kalau mak pukul kepala anak pakai senduk, nanti anak jadi monyet.' and what haizad heard was, 'dulu2, kalau mak pukul kepala arnab pakai senduk, nanti arnab jadi monyet.' hahaha i could pee my pants sia. hahaha. you should see his actions. paisey rabak..haha.. ^^ haa...aight. me gonna change now for dance. i, muhammad najib bin ismail swear to be on time to meet haini. no more delaying and latecoming shits. ahh what can i say, masculine wannabe. hehe. ok bye. love you broes before hoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-288871903307735054?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/288871903307735054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=288871903307735054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/288871903307735054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/288871903307735054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/03/anak-wayang-was-off-hook.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3558114760560851894</id><published>2010-03-25T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:22:14.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh...supp. well today is thurs, the first week of hol and i'm rotting seriously. i've been mia-ing from work, wanted to pull out but they insist on staying so yeah, screw them. Spent my day today going to luke's crib and watched tooth fairy. seriously dude, not that entertaining. i need actions, violence and gore like, 300 or even hostel. oh yeah, next time come to my crib and i'll pick the best movies of all time. lotr trilogy. =)) anyway, me and luke visited our secondary school yesterday. people missed us. yeah, we feel honoured ya luke? hahaha. ms quah complimented me for the very first time, "you're getting more handsome ya jib!" fuuh..hahaha..smiles from ear to ear. =)) had some dance cathing up session and i think it's confirmed that we're performing our syf item for karya. ahh..can't wait. =)) tmr going to watch anak wayang at victoria theatre with azpirasian. I hope it's worth the money we paid for. haha..aight people, bye...and oh, love you my broes before hoes, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3558114760560851894?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3558114760560851894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3558114760560851894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3558114760560851894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3558114760560851894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6181841677179691938</id><published>2010-03-23T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:22:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna delete my blog and create a new one. maybe i should use tumblr....but hell idk how it works. hmm..anyone does? serious shit, i don't wanna turn back. it's just hurtful. whatever the outcomes may be, i will fucking love my broes before hoes;luki puki and zaiboboboncet, period. you'll always be there for me. btw, the lesson i learnt from losing my old friends, well, no lesson learnt, it's their loss. hah. tried my best to make it up but nothing seemed convincing so yeah, their loss. i wonder how they'll react if they see me tmr. i wonder how we're gonna work on our syf item. hmmm....well screw it. broes, let's play the heatbroken song shall we; three cheers for five years. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6181841677179691938?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6181841677179691938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6181841677179691938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6181841677179691938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6181841677179691938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanna-delete-my-blog-and-create-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2217999095351974456</id><published>2010-03-07T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:13:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last friday was the best day ever for this month. haha. hope everyday would be like that. seriously, it distracts me from suffocating people. hah. we got faggots in our room ya dudes. and, luke has 'hearing' problem. hehe. ^^ better get the ears checked ya brother love. i'll keep you guys in my not-so-aching-heart-now ya zaibobo and luki puki. love you, bros before hoes. if you're reading this, please master the lyrics of the song i swear this time i mean it, i wanna record on our next jay-jam session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the first day last year i saw you it has begun. totally out of your league, i can't seemed to be the one. idk how to do cause i have feelings for you. haha i just love random rhyming, it's so catchy. anyway, i have two annoying probs. first, i think i have bruises on my nipples, thanks to shuk and faiz for pinching without any valid reason. they wanna test how long i can endure maybe, well, 20 seconds kan? haha..strong nipples i have. =)) secondly, my body are starting to ache, from thighs to upper body. we forgot to warm up sia just now. well, here goes the shitty cramps again...gonna sleep real soon. bye loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2217999095351974456?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2217999095351974456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2217999095351974456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2217999095351974456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2217999095351974456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-friday-was-best-day-ever-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2907119409020832023</id><published>2010-03-03T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:54:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so fucked up. gonna quit work tmr. They just don't understand what 'part-time' means. now, i'm much much suffocated by their not-for-profit-but-benefit work shits. so demanding, so fucking self-centered and very stubborn. they give their prospects some 'can be worked out' solutions which is good, but hell you'll get hatred in return. well i'm supposed to go for my dance practice and yet they still wanted to meet me there. sorry eh, i can't kill two birds with one stone dickheads. thanks to that, no dance mood for me. so i went home straight. besides, my motivationer would not be there. so yeah...and afiq, you're gonna have to find another downline yeah. i'm just not the right guy for you. ohhhhh great, one of them is calling me right now...*mute call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tmr i have icc test so i'm gonna design a car rim, let's hope i'll get at least an A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always think what wrong had i done or what, that i deserves this outcome. &lt;em&gt;i keep pondering why 'the four letter word' is always tearing me apart. needless to say, i have countless bruises and scars, right under my aching heart. &lt;/em&gt; -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2907119409020832023?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2907119409020832023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2907119409020832023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2907119409020832023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2907119409020832023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-so-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4930676961652073940</id><published>2010-02-28T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:32:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh...dance was cool. the best thing was, the audience hecked care if you did right or wrong, esp afiq, i kinda saw his cocked up. haha i salute you..senior..hahaha..whatever it is, i'm proud of my partner for not forgeting the steps. baek ah fie...haha. what a great moment to treasure. and i shall make it a date to remember. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a large pimple beside my nose and it's fucking painful. @#$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4930676961652073940?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4930676961652073940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4930676961652073940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4930676961652073940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4930676961652073940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6891321153348757345</id><published>2010-02-23T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:52:14.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hate cramps. fucking irritating to bare with. What's worse, i have dance prac tomorrow. i wonder how i'll endure. anyway, i've learnt two is better than one by boys like girls. the prob is, the song has piano chords in it. i need pianoman man. any piano talents here? yes no? oh what the heck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:i fucking hate my short hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6891321153348757345?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6891321153348757345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6891321153348757345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6891321153348757345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6891321153348757345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-hate-cramps.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2544080219015840893</id><published>2010-02-13T15:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:24:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my research done last 2 years. Did some amendations. so yeah, enjoy reading. specially for valentines day. happy valentines day everybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the most difficult questions for mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love.But no one can give a proper definition of love, because different relationships have different aspects of feedbacks, outcomes and, experiences....To some people, Love is like a feeling where you've known that person for so long and is comfortable to be with. And for others, maybe love is like, ummm...luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of, mankind....Hahaha cheyyy wah...macam faham...=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy, and you'll just have to go and find. It rejoices over the evil and is the truth seeker. Love protects, preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life. Always stand firm for love, and don't fall for it but let love fall for you instead..It is like a dream of your matter of affection coming true. Love can occur between two or more individuals. i'm sure you have ever heard of love triangle ya? It bonds them and connects them in a link of trust know what i mean? That's why lovebirds must trust each other, in order to promote their relationships through their love connections...which also comforts their souls. Love should be experienced and not just felt it ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can be created. You just need to focus on the goodness of the other person. &lt;br /&gt;If this can be done easily, then you can also love easily. And remember, we all have some positive aspects in us, no matter how bad our so-called 'deeds' maybe aight. &lt;br /&gt;Depending on our love context, love can be of different varieties. Romantic love is a deep and intense. It shared on a very intimate relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, focus here, the meaning of love will change with each different relationship and depends more on its 'love' depth and our capability. But at times the very existence of love is questioned. Some say it is false and meaningless. It says that it never exist, because there has been many instances of hatred in relationships, due to quarelling and all other hurtful shits. We often face that kind of gruesome situations ya. There has been hatred between brothers, parents and childrens too. &lt;br /&gt;Friends sometimes betrayed each other(i've been there)..and even we are also facing with such situations everyday. But love is not responsible for that.It is us, who have forgotten the meaning of love and have undertaken such apathy..if that's the correct word which best describes it...=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to understand each other and must always remember that nobody is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;Be together, share your joy and sorrow, understand each other, provide space to each other, but always be there for each others need. And surely love will blossom to strengthen your relationship with your matter of affection. And always remember this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is found within, but true love comes when you find it within another...". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm finally done here...nah amek kau..haha...well, i'm very tired to explain further...ada question, ask me on msn..haha..okay bye!!! and i talked like i have some experience ya...haha..trust me, i don't..and never will..i think..heh..ok, now i wanna siap for hospital visits and kenduri. bye. and i'm missing you already. shish!! &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;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the best thing that any living things on earth will never hate,&lt;br /&gt;love must be taken care of always, because it may seemed delicate,&lt;br /&gt;hah yeah, wearing smart mamat clothes on a romantic date,&lt;br /&gt;hmm, is she really for real? who am i gonna ask? well, ask fate...tm. Told ya i have my own flairs. hehehe. =)) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2544080219015840893?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2544080219015840893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2544080219015840893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2544080219015840893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2544080219015840893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-love-it-is-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-896213714773016939</id><published>2010-02-13T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:53:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a busy day. Woke up in the afternoon just to reply afiq's msg, "jib, kau leh dtg sini before solat jumaat tk?" btw, me and him had a meeting just now, bout some work he offered me as a sales agent. coolio amigo. Trained to Eunos and prayed at the masjid nearby. Ate lunch with him and met new colleagues. they were fucking amiable to be with. i love their motto, 'to have a benevolent mindset...for the benefits, not profits...=))' ....and the good thing is, i'm their youngest colleague baby. hehe...well at around 3.30pm, we started our job training. Theory to be precised. First day of training was kinda dry ya, so i fidgeted around with my phone and went online for awhile. thought the training takes about an hour but it ended at around 8pm. almost 5 hrs of absorbing knowledge. before i had known this, i planned with luke bout our date, to watch percy jackass when the sun sets, but was dragged till 8pm, so we watched at 9.45pm instead. haha, sorry bro. thanks for the treat ya, even though i still had to fork out due to the paisey we had bout the student price. now we're even yeah. next time, we shall plan a proper date aight.=)) well i'm kinda mad at this person...for leaving without a proper goodbye. apedah. well i'm gonna miss ya personally and hopefully you'll have a safe journey insyaallah. okay now i wanna strum some strings and hit the bed. tmr morning, gym with luke till we puke. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-896213714773016939?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/896213714773016939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=896213714773016939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/896213714773016939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/896213714773016939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5962420191665245195</id><published>2010-02-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:35:51.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy tues...well apparently tues is the only day where i have EPT practical from 8am-5.30pm. Finally, i've completed my 3 workpiece assignments. Btw, if you were to follow the given curriculum, you should finish your assignments within 4 complete months. Needless to say hey, i finished it within 1 month. Wth, i wonder what we'll do next week. hmmm..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, i have no more intentions of on-ing the tv in my room. Idk why but i'm just plain lazy to watch tv nowadays. I rather stare at the plushie bear beside it. I think this is because i'm a cyber-active dude. Rating: fucking high. I can die if i don't check any updates made by someone or something. news for example. i'll read yahoo global news rather than local newspapers. i rather obtain knowledge from the internet rather than books. i rather watch entertainment on youtube rather than tv. And i rather chat than talk, unless i have something to tell, share or even talk about. if not then it's ________________________ all the wayy. and why the hell am i even bringing this up sak...haha. well i think i'm dozing off. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5962420191665245195?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5962420191665245195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5962420191665245195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5962420191665245195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5962420191665245195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-tues.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5325032282173947517</id><published>2010-02-05T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:54:43.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last sunday was botak's wedding ceremony. Thanks to those who came esp my close friends, colleagues and finally, cikgu azmi yang terhormat(cheyy). =)) And now, the hottest lady on earth that i'm close with, is my sister in law finally. =)) On another news, yesterday was the evergreen 10th anniversary concert. I wanna take this opportunity to thank my brother from another mother, luqman aka luke puke, for making it with me or else i'll feel outcast in the theater. I wanted to be present there and i did. I'm sure she's proud of it...yeah? too bad there was no meet and greet session for us as the crowded was like in geylang serai in the coming days of hari raya. And btw, i love the song they danced, it's just fucking entertaining!! haha... After the concert, me and luke puke don't know where to linger so.....luke stared at me, i stared back, went to the toilet, stared at the mirror, walked outside and made our way to the outer premises of the building as i looked attentively for the one i went there for, but was nowhere to be found. sad. lucky i didn't buy flowers for her. i had the intentions to, but this changed my mind which did actually came true. haha. Dragged myself to the bus-stop and ate supper at BK and boarded the train home. Btw luke, i'm dissapointed you didn't do as told. you missed the right moments of starting a convo dude!!! hahaha...and now, take on the long journey ya...slow and steady...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, went to the mosque alone but bumped into hafiz, my secondary school friend. we prayed together afterwards. Went home and i did absolutely nothing. Wanna sleep but couldn't sleep. Video games? well, my gaming mood has been repressed. wanna call but i'm afraid of smothering the one. Wanna watch teevee but there's nothing interesting to watch. I'm just plain bored right now. Looking forward to tomorrow's dance prac just to kill my boredom. and now, i wanna pray. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5325032282173947517?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5325032282173947517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5325032282173947517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5325032282173947517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5325032282173947517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-sunday-was-botaks-wedding-ceremony.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-9001610886817389773</id><published>2010-01-25T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:42:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder what my secondary mates are doing right now. I wonder what they went through in school today. I wonder whether they misses their old friends. I wonder what my F/N buddies will be cooking/baking/steaming/grilling for their prac. I miss my mates. I miss my nagging teachers. I miss cooking in school. I miss getting caught for long hair very often. I miss being the exco member of the student council. I miss those people who always had their eyes on me, be it i'm being watched as a criminal or i'm too hot for them(haha cheyybahh). I miss dancing with my juniors, i miss crapping with my buddies. I miss being the commander for flag raising. I miss NPCC life. I miss scolding the shits out of the sec one and twos during sleeping time in NPCC/Councillor/Sec one orientation camp. I miss everything in my secondary school life. And lastly, i kinda miss the girl whom i walked home with. you know i know and hell they don't know. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-9001610886817389773?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/9001610886817389773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=9001610886817389773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9001610886817389773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9001610886817389773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wonder-what-my-secondary-mates-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4266473648416929709</id><published>2010-01-15T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:19:58.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh, so long never update. Well i've been great lately. ITE life is not much of a difference than my secondary life except more freedom but the discipline measures are almost the same. Great ain't it. It's all up to the students whether to take the risk of being rebellious or not. As for me, i want to keep my hair and in return, i'll be a good boy and aim for A's for my exams ya teachers. As for the CCA's, idk what to join. I love taking photos, takraw, council, floorball and even clubs related to my course. I only want to choose 1 or 2 out of 5 as i want to focus more on studies so idk which to choose. Tough choices and i'm fickle minded, big time. Just hope i won't make a shitty decision when the day comes. Btw, congrats to those who did well for O's and sorry for those who failed or did badly. Hard times i guess. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4266473648416929709?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4266473648416929709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4266473648416929709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4266473648416929709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4266473648416929709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhh-so-long-never-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1238147391190385775</id><published>2009-12-22T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:56:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back............for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm going ITE next year. Aerospace tech. Career headstart for me i assume. Other than that, i've been spending my hols working all the time. Quite bored actually. i'm starting to miss my friends that i fought with, that i went out with, that i dance with and that i'm in love with in the past. To the peeps that are reading this, as from now, i'll update mostly every end of a month or two. depends on how active i am ya. so yeah i wanna watch fringe now baby. i'm currently at season 2 ep 5. hahahahaha..channel 5 is really really slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1238147391190385775?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1238147391190385775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1238147391190385775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1238147391190385775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1238147391190385775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2481024981322550565</id><published>2009-11-15T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:24:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've watched Ancient Aliens and was kinda influenced because of the facts that were true and archeologists has vast evidences to support their explanations. Think about this, how did the egyptians see through the dark inside the pyramid? Clearly i would be nuts to say they lit up torches or even use torchlights ya? Even if they did lit up torches, the torches can't reach the inner depths of the pyramid due to the lack of oxygen. They used copper mirrors but it wasn't strong enough to reach the inner parts of the pyramids too. Easy say, how did they managed to construct the pyramid of Giza in 24 years i think? If we were to use modern technology to construct the same pyramid, it would take more than 24 years itself. How can you explain a map which was over 1000 years old, were found showing a land that does not exist until years to come? haha, you should watch that documentary. It'll make you go speechless...haha..ok i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2481024981322550565?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2481024981322550565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2481024981322550565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2481024981322550565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2481024981322550565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-watched-ancient-aliens-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3719144061209796303</id><published>2009-11-11T02:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:40:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time checked: 3.15am and i'm still awake. Idk why i couldn't get sleepy nowadays..i'm bored, clearly rotting at this point of time where people are revitalizing their energy. I feel like continuing watching the mentalist but i'll doze off for sure, due to the lack of entertainment that give the viewers to be at the edge of their seats know what i mean...and if i were to watch paranormal activity at this hour, i confirm cannot sleep. shit la, know what, i'm gonna make myself sleepy..like what they say, numbers makes you sleepy..and idk who the hell they are, so lemme try something new, i'll use dots instead of numbers..i wanna see whether the counting, or the numbers itself makes you sleepy...&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;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now test results.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleepy by seeing this dots:2/10&lt;br /&gt;-Sleepy by reading this dots:4/10&lt;br /&gt;-Annoyed doing this thing:9/10&lt;br /&gt;-Sleepy after posting this:10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame. nights!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3719144061209796303?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3719144061209796303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3719144061209796303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3719144061209796303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3719144061209796303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-checked-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2131330654682375556</id><published>2009-11-10T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:21:17.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, everything you said about me is true. But i swallowed it didn't i? Did i make such a big fuss about it? Think about this, in a situation where a person knows about his bad or dark side, these are usually seen and told by people around him/her. True? But we keep it to ourselves instead, clearly knowing that they'll go lunatic like what's going on right now if they found out their ugly truth. That's where secret comes in. If a secret of him/her is blabbered out, that's where trust comes in. Don't even think about that someone if you lose your trust to him/her. Endure is all it takes. Patience is the least of it. Right now, someone's pill is just tough to swallow and he's making a mountain out of a molehill. And what's worst, he dragged innocent people into our situation. Just what the fuck are you thinking? Hey stranger, before you start a fire, get your facts right first, if not, you'll burn yourself too..which you are right now. Lastly, don't even think of getting the best of me if you CAN'T HANDLE MY WORST!!! Know what, don't even know me if you can't stand me, or pretend you can handle me, just give me up. Ok fai and afa? No use of being patient with me because in the end, you'll just get hurt, not me. Putus hubungan kite sudah...korang tkleh angkat perangai aku pe, jangan susah kan hati korang la...k..Okay that's all...goodnight folks..have a good rest. =)) And i'm too tired to see my juniors later, so, i'll continue missing them. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2131330654682375556?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2131330654682375556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2131330654682375556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2131330654682375556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2131330654682375556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-everything-you-said-about-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2497151546590054003</id><published>2009-11-08T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:07:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You wanna talk childish kan, fine, i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still have a mindset of a child. You only focused more on your close ones rather than blending in with others. you think you're the only one that has family probs, not knowing others are in the same situation..but you give no shit about it. You only think about yourself. you have no idea how hard others tried to get in contact with you. You have no idea how i felt everytime me met because of the school hols. I'm not apologising to you because what i ever said about you, are facts but you just can't accept it. That's your ugly truth, friend. Go on relying on others esp your loveones and continue being a jerk with your bestfriend, think only about you two and no one else. I totally regret delaying my time for dance practice just to spend more time with you guys yesterday. Totally regret it. Thanks to you, i'm blacklisted. Fuck you and your fucking bestfriend. Just to let you know, i'm officially out of the fucking band you fucking moron. Have a good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2497151546590054003?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2497151546590054003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2497151546590054003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2497151546590054003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2497151546590054003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-wanna-talk-childish-kan-fine-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8037505189749212022</id><published>2009-11-08T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:42:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-I have to improve my speaking.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to speak fluently.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to smile always.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to greet the CEO everytime she walk pass.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to understand what the fuck some fluent guest talks about and blend in.&lt;br /&gt;-I must know the place very well in order to guide the guest.&lt;br /&gt;-I must wear the given christmas cap with lights shape of a star in the presence of guest.&lt;br /&gt;-I must look smart always.&lt;br /&gt;-I must not screw up or things will get ugly.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to find a way to go home afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;-I'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm going to get an adequate rest.&lt;br /&gt;-Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8037505189749212022?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8037505189749212022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8037505189749212022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8037505189749212022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8037505189749212022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-to-improve-my-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8092655541741572677</id><published>2009-11-02T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:36:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last saturday, went to 4N2 BBQ at Pasir Ris park. Oh yeah our teachers were supposed to turn up but they buay us all...well probably because the venue was too far which i have to agree with, or they're just plain lazy to come...cibai cock sak...and what's worst, it rained halfway while bbqing. Such a bad day for an outing, esp when the date is fixed and well-planned ya. Cocksucker to those who didn't attend the bbq WITHOUT valid reason...i totally detest those who said they could make it but stood up afterwards. fuck them. fuck fuck fuck. okay bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jibbo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8092655541741572677?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8092655541741572677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8092655541741572677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8092655541741572677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8092655541741572677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-reader-so-last-saturday-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4671022697031457960</id><published>2009-10-25T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T01:17:29.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SuM2drES83I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pUvc_YgnMEY/s1600-h/SDC11509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SuM2drES83I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pUvc_YgnMEY/s320/SDC11509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396216661924836210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated 28th birthday 1st brother. You're getting old...and oh, can't wait for both of you and 2nd brother's marriage next year...cause i will have freedom in our room...woo!! haha..=)) love ya botak..=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4671022697031457960?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4671022697031457960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4671022697031457960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4671022697031457960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4671022697031457960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-belated-28th-birthday-1st-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SuM2drES83I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pUvc_YgnMEY/s72-c/SDC11509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4628147338220410707</id><published>2009-10-21T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:39:54.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well hello there. You know, sometimes, people are really blind. They doesn't seem to realise someone very close to them, falling for them, and yet they said, 'hey babe/dude, i found my soulmate, you should meet him/her..' or some shits like that.. know what i mean? of course you don't. well, ignore my rubbish earlier. I'm pilling in some useless sentences just to fill up my blog gauge. Okay i'm free nowadays, so, i had jamming session just now for 3hrs straight in the studio. My fingers are numb, i have shoulder ache and leg cramps...this is what you get for playing songs 3hrs straight without adequate rest. haha..but to hell with it when you're dying to strum something. Then i had takraw training at night. The presence of only 2 regus sucked big time, cause there was no rest in between...but hey, at least i fulfilled my day with fun fun and fun...and that's my objective afterall...haha..okay wanna watch my all time fav show, the mentalist...can't get my eyes off van pelt. hah..bye. Oh, i adore you grandma lee...i really do..ohhh you cute little willy wonka hair granny..=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ten more days to meeting my, soulmate, know what i mean..HAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4628147338220410707?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4628147338220410707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4628147338220410707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4628147338220410707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4628147338220410707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7013845890755792195</id><published>2009-10-12T12:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:40:41.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>N-LVL IS FUCKING OVER!!! YEAAHHHH!!!! okokokok, for now, screw school, i'm not going post exams activity ya, i wanna find a job, have an experience before going ITE which is already confirmed regardless of what results i'm getting. Dad wants me to be an engineer sak...so, ITE has the best hands-on work experiences. i'll try my best to pursue what my dad wants me to be aight dad..love ya dad..ok done. bye..=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StK_TClIU6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JGh0Zi9pFHA/s1600-h/SDC11091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StK_TClIU6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JGh0Zi9pFHA/s320/SDC11091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391582037746930594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StK_pSl2vKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gJ-u7P7B4PM/s1600-h/SDC11296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StK_pSl2vKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gJ-u7P7B4PM/s320/SDC11296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391582420002061474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StLA9YLbstI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7CnuRHP6mlc/s1600-h/SDC11386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StLA9YLbstI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7CnuRHP6mlc/s320/SDC11386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391583864610861778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:The rest are on FB.=))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7013845890755792195?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7013845890755792195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7013845890755792195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7013845890755792195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7013845890755792195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/10/n-lvl-is-fucking-over-yeaahhhh-okokokok.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/StK_TClIU6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JGh0Zi9pFHA/s72-c/SDC11091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4544488652404070968</id><published>2009-09-27T21:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:01:07.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soo tired...okok hear me out, tomorrow is the final week before the remaining papers...i'm soo nervous and excited at the same time..cause, after that will be my hols...it's like, freedom after 4 years of sitting in class studying and having ass cramps...hah..ok wanna go layan tetamu. Bye. And oh, these are the pics from yesterday and today's 'jalan raya bersama keluarga'. My apologies btw, for not joining azpirasi's jln raya and the upcoming GSH day out. shiate...ok bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9n6GADtSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/KqLYbKas5rs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9n6GADtSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/KqLYbKas5rs/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137927099331874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9pf_-4kuI/AAAAAAAAAmA/huuy672RMx0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9pf_-4kuI/AAAAAAAAAmA/huuy672RMx0/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386139677830451938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9p6r0DybI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nMr-YLHF8S8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9p6r0DybI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nMr-YLHF8S8/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386140136272808370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9rk3zqBnI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8JkoKZOeGwA/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9rk3zqBnI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8JkoKZOeGwA/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386141960558478962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9tlN5k_EI/AAAAAAAAAnA/khAiaF0ZhEs/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9tlN5k_EI/AAAAAAAAAnA/khAiaF0ZhEs/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386144165512150082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9uLQ9YeSI/AAAAAAAAAnI/429Rl-OT1L4/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9uLQ9YeSI/AAAAAAAAAnI/429Rl-OT1L4/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386144819168442658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9u8gWqk5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ex7aGZh9fDk/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9u8gWqk5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ex7aGZh9fDk/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386145665114608530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9vUZdl-0I/AAAAAAAAAng/HdQ3IdsMgtw/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9vUZdl-0I/AAAAAAAAAng/HdQ3IdsMgtw/s320/8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386146075581479746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn...I wanna have a girlfriend after exams....=))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4544488652404070968?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4544488652404070968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4544488652404070968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4544488652404070968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4544488652404070968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-soo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sr9n6GADtSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/KqLYbKas5rs/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8995530118110569917</id><published>2009-09-24T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:28:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Head's up. First day of raya was well spent. With families from both of my parent's side, we made our day a memorable one. Every year without fail, we'll consume the same dishes such as rendang, ayam masak red, lontong or ketupat along with side dishes which consists of sambal goreng, paru2 and many more. Hah...even though our cravings for those proteins, carbohydrates, vitamin B-complex and iron dishes i just mentioned will fade away after raya, it'll come back next year..know what i mean...hah, it's our tradition what...but beware, for some of you whom had lost mass, maintain your BMI as kuih-kuih will make your beautiful stomach a bouncy belly one day. Fats, fats and lots of fats in that kuih....the softer the kuih is, the more fats it has. we wouldn't want to suffer from obesity for raya now would we? So, eat kuih2 yang keras..like, those kuih that has nuts in it..nuts contain vitamins fyi and trust me, seldom people eat fruits for vitamins during raya.-__-. ah crap heck care what i just said right? yeah i know...hah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i'm inserting some of F/N language right now. I wanna improve for my section C paper uhh...cause my F/N scores for prelim was awfully atrocious. Okay i'm done. For those who are scrathing their heads while reading this, i'll make a proper english update soon. For those who are scratching their ass while reading this, i'm glad you understood my post. okay bye. And next week jalan raya before N-lvl tau guys...insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayah has stopped smoking finally. ALHAMDULILLAH!!! now left sis and 2nd brother...and until they have stopped too, i'm known as a passive smoker...hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8995530118110569917?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8995530118110569917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8995530118110569917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8995530118110569917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8995530118110569917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/09/heads-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-116715337615084569</id><published>2009-09-19T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:27:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time checked: 1.59AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yok kita update. Well i've been busy lately with prelims which is finally over!! YESSA!!! Now i can focus on the first day of Hari Raya which is tomorrow, then the remaining N-lvl subjects which consists of Math, Geog, F/N, and Combined Science. After that, i swear i'm not gonna cut my hair ever again. I have hair issues ya, which is to keep it long long long!!!! cause my head looks tiny without hair sak!! tk handsome sekali.. I've counted, and i've been caught for long hair more than 20 times since starting of this year...nice. What's nicer is that i was the student council Exco that time. Marvelous wasn't it? Najib so daring sakk...haha..and you have no idea how livid the teacher was towards me. But wth, you want my pride, it's gonna cost ya...know what i mean..ok moving on, esk is the big day people. Prepare your forgiveness speech ya. Minimum 3 mins, or 300 words. ^^ Okay till here then. Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri maaf zahir dan bacin i mean batin. Okay byee.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-116715337615084569?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/116715337615084569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=116715337615084569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/116715337615084569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/116715337615084569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-checked-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1292144222725027117</id><published>2009-09-13T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:05:53.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sqv4gI8xdLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/L8GcTrcbScA/s1600-h/SDC10483+-+Copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sqv4gI8xdLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/L8GcTrcbScA/s320/SDC10483+-+Copy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380667410866074802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, hope the picture above is convincing enough...i'm advertising you see...heh..=). Ignore the weird ugly maut punya misai face, all thanks to kak Mai(jangan terase to you know who ehh..hehe..=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll update/upload more pics soon....now is 3.57AM. I spent about 30 mins to solve this uploading of pics problems. Okay 3 more mins and i'll go sahur...sekian, selamat berpuase lagi skali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1292144222725027117?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1292144222725027117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1292144222725027117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1292144222725027117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1292144222725027117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/09/umm-hope-picture-above-is-convincing.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sqv4gI8xdLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/L8GcTrcbScA/s72-c/SDC10483+-+Copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5319605642999929711</id><published>2009-09-10T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:38:12.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm fucked up. Laptop was infected with a deadly critical virus that destroyed/corrupted my C drive, which means i can't even reboot it. Damn those expired Anti-virus software..now how the hell am i supposed to adapt without laptop? i'm cyber addicted you see...lucky we have two laptops but the one i'm using now is so lagged thanks to U-torrrents. -_-. hmm...i have to figure a way to solve this. I can't chat with my assbuddies, i can't blog often, i can't learn guitar songs, i can't do online hw maybe? All this will be inevitable if i don't get it repaired ASAP...haha...damn...ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5319605642999929711?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5319605642999929711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5319605642999929711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5319605642999929711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5319605642999929711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3083246812686160168</id><published>2009-08-31T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:21:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to dedicate today's post to my lovely deceased Miss Haslindah, my root, my guidance, my friend and my form teacher of the class 6/2. If you want to know how she's like, well she's similar to Mr Horn, but worst. Everytime you see her fiery eyes, you will have a nightmare when you sleep, for sure. She rarely smile, especially when it comes down to discipline measures. Her shouting bleeds my ears, so loud that the whole school could hear. Everytime she walks in my class, her expectation for us was, we have to sit upright, arms folded and head looking straight. If any of these weren't applied, she'll give you hell. Trust me this but, she never fails to make students cry, which is only applied to crazy motherfucker gangster cock up students, like me. Oh yeah i was her target to be shot down. My discipline was atrocious during the old days. She fixed me up, that's why in sec 1N2, i behaved, sat properly with arms folded and stood down to unnesessary actions. That also explains my broom hairstyle ya. Without her guidance, i can't move forward but sidewards, to the dark valley path of defiancy. Ahhh...i can't face my pri school, it will surely remind me of her, cause my class were the last class she taught before her departure from idk what disease. To be honest, she's the only teacher i would want to meet and not others, cause the rest have forgotten about me, due to the bad things i had done, but not her, cause she has faith in me, to change for the good. "Erase the bad memories but keep the good ones". ever heard of that? sure you did. Hell i missed those times she stared at me semacam, talked to me as if i was far away from her feet, and guiding me. The last time i saw her laugter was, the month before PSLE. She held back "the three musketeers" afterschool, which consists of me, Shahrun and Zaidi. We were the worst among the rest, when it comes to behaving like an angel. Ohya back to story, the three of us were happily sitting outside the staff room, doing our overdued work, while she watched over us. While doing, she saw our exhaustion and decided to joke around. Hell it was funny, she picked on shahrun about something i forgot, but what i can't forget was, we laughed uncontrollably loudly till i farted sak. Told ya it was uncontrollable. And that was the last time i saw her smile widely and laughed like cikobeng. Hah..i missed you my dear form teacher, thanks for your guidance and everything you have given me, without you, i'm spoilt now. So, Happy teacher's day to my dearest Ms Haslindah Binte jaas, i think. heh..Okay bye. *tears*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3083246812686160168?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3083246812686160168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3083246812686160168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3083246812686160168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3083246812686160168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-like-to-dedicate-todays-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1277899553226274955</id><published>2009-08-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:17:01.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/So-tE__IrdI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/pQUmpD8hytg/s1600-h/Project1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/So-tE__IrdI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/pQUmpD8hytg/s320/Project1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372703181883616722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the picture above. I had my first sight and tour of it when i was a toddler. I learnt the first complexing vocab word back then, "sacred". Hell i won't forget the memories happened during those years. I have no idea when that pic was taken but i'm sure it was very long ago. Those trees, it looks like a forest at the back of the mosque. See the diff? Past, present, future...Changes can be seen clearly ya peeps. Those vehicles, you can see them mostly in Malaysia. Now? no more of those kinds. Coca-cola minivan has grown into a huge truck now too. The humidity level was minimum but now it's rising higher and higher...Camps usually gets freezing cold at night but now not even cold night breeze existed. WTH am i talking about here. I'm going out of point. Ya know what, i'll go now...i'll have a proper update the next time if have the time which time rarely gives the permission to have the time. Ahh it's not worth a dime. Screw those rhymes. WTF. okay bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To those who believe in pacifism, i salute you. Tell that to NK." Okok i'm going nutballs now...bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1277899553226274955?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1277899553226274955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1277899553226274955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1277899553226274955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1277899553226274955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-at-picture-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/So-tE__IrdI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/pQUmpD8hytg/s72-c/Project1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4657780148499883512</id><published>2009-08-26T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:13:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it so hard to charm somebody? I know that the best and effective way of charming somebody is to get drunk, and all of those charming knowledge would be on your fingertips, that's why men and women hang around in the Pub dressed like pimps and whores. Probably that's the best place for "pick up game" know what i mean...But hell i'm not gonna drink, ever. Apparently i'm not charming enough, i'm not gallant enough, i'm not noble enough and i'm not mature enough. Damn, i have to work on these shits to get my wants. Life's a challenge after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4657780148499883512?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4657780148499883512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4657780148499883512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4657780148499883512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4657780148499883512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-is-it-so-hard-to-charm-somebody-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-24844438233859692</id><published>2009-08-22T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:19:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days after days, we're growing up, not down. &lt;br /&gt;To test our maturity, we challenge the renown.&lt;br /&gt;But first, don't ever wear your ugly gown,&lt;br /&gt;Or your boyfriend will forever frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supp, I'm dead bored right at this very moment. I should have followed Hakimi a while back. I have no idea what to do now. Play vid games? Boring. Watch movies? Too long, scared i'll doze off...cause i'm going out later to meet mum, on time. Hey, this year, my family won't be breaking fast together in our house anymore. Mum will be busy, not at home, Dad, Abangs and Sis are working. Great, so it's just me and those annoying chirp chirp chirping birds and one fish, plus other pests, left home alone. Just great. Aight i wanna go and pathetically, do nothing now. Bye. gonna stare into space, and think about life. Hah macam faham..Btw, Atikah, my 8th floor jiran, if you're reading this, tag me your blog url aight. I lost it somehow..haha..okay bye for real. Happy fasting. Jangan maki ya. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-24844438233859692?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/24844438233859692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=24844438233859692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/24844438233859692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/24844438233859692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/days-after-days-were-growing-up-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-498455713642858403</id><published>2009-08-15T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:54:15.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, now i'm truly satisfied with my skin...=) Time checked: 8.46PM. I'm usually inside the dance studio having dance practice at this point of time every Saturday nights. Lagu inang pulau kampai, zapin hip-hop, joget tak sudah...haaaaaa...syiok sakkk...I wonder what they're doing now...the reason for my absence is, i'm studying for Prelims and N-level. Saya harap cikgu faham man..will msg him soon...maybe..okay gonna grab something to eat...bye. And oh, have a happy saturday night people. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-498455713642858403?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/498455713642858403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=498455713642858403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/498455713642858403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/498455713642858403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah-now-im-truly-satisfied-with-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4002359553266180364</id><published>2009-08-13T19:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:31:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah baby we're halfway through prelims...and oh, 28 more days till the first N-level paper. Fuck fuck fuckshit!! Whatever it is, i have to work harder man. Good luck ah ehh people...aight moving on...Happy belated birthday Singapore, i'm proud that Singapore is on the brink of becoming a metropolis, just like what SPM Lee Kuan Yew 'foresees' ya? haha..:D Okay, gonna let the pictures do the rest of the talking now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQDdVUMwkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mDp8EMeStk0/s1600-h/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQDdVUMwkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mDp8EMeStk0/s320/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369420458205430338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQENdpOLAI/AAAAAAAAAkY/uXyy7bwHXrs/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQENdpOLAI/AAAAAAAAAkY/uXyy7bwHXrs/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369421285074807810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQEhCD8MhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fyTaJDgArwc/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQEhCD8MhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fyTaJDgArwc/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369421621268066834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQFj66kFAI/AAAAAAAAAko/VGV0-1BxMh4/s1600-h/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQFj66kFAI/AAAAAAAAAko/VGV0-1BxMh4/s320/IMG_0566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369422770400924674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQGGI1iiHI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LeAaaciqgqY/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQGGI1iiHI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LeAaaciqgqY/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423358253500530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQGn2_Yn_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Ai_zrswAjzI/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQGn2_Yn_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Ai_zrswAjzI/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423937578508274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQHZMz2aXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tXi_3L_tMHQ/s1600-h/Photo0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQHZMz2aXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tXi_3L_tMHQ/s320/Photo0373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369424785249298802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4002359553266180364?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4002359553266180364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4002359553266180364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4002359553266180364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4002359553266180364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-baby-were-halfway-through-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SoQDdVUMwkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mDp8EMeStk0/s72-c/IMG_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6792069057870808413</id><published>2009-08-10T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:35:16.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brand new shits. And i shall update tomorrow maybe...Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6792069057870808413?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6792069057870808413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6792069057870808413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6792069057870808413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6792069057870808413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/brand-new-shits.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2780039236840799590</id><published>2009-08-02T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:40:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies very fast. Now it's the 8th month already. Tomorrow is the starting of prelims and soon after that, N-level. Bloody hell sak i have to squeeze my plans due to lack of time management. School, tuition, takraw and dance. Mane nak selit ni semua? i cannot kick them out as they are all important to me. i know you're thinking of kicking out dance and takraw but hey, i have dance performances coming up, which is NDP(later), Victoria theater maybe, pesta raya maybe, karya, wedding and more soon to come. I have solemnly pledged myself, deep down inside my heart the size of my fucking fist, that i will not quit something that keeps my passion alive and kicking. And that, i have my abang punya support..=) As for takraw, well, i have to play sports often to keep me healthy and fit right? ^^.. haha..Well this year is really fast as if some days or even months were skipped. Did you realised that? i think some people don't cause they've been busy enjoying lives thanks to technology(which is going nuts nowadays) or, they couldn't care less and can't be bothered. What a whoop man. Okay, till here. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I wonder, is cikgu Azmi really my uncle jauh? OH MY SHITHOLES....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2780039236840799590?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2780039236840799590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2780039236840799590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2780039236840799590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2780039236840799590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-flies-very-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4173018933088365968</id><published>2009-07-18T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:04:19.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SmCiVSlAhOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MyNMuhSeDF0/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SmCiVSlAhOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MyNMuhSeDF0/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359462043218904290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed going out with them. good times though, good times....aight, let's update. School was fine. PISA was very interesting. Different styles and skills were used on each questions that requires a lot of thinking. Bet my IQ rose up after that test. haha. Pity Hafiz because that test was arduous to him after many days of MIA before June hols..know what i mean. Okay that's it for now, i'm sleepy already. Tmr will be having tuition with Rizal in the morning, movies with friends in the afternoon and Azpirasi gathering at night. Busy day tmr? yeah i know what you're thinking...well actually i don't. I'm not psychic you maniac. Shit sak..Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4173018933088365968?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4173018933088365968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4173018933088365968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4173018933088365968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4173018933088365968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-missed-going-out-with-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SmCiVSlAhOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MyNMuhSeDF0/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2125736579371647760</id><published>2009-07-14T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:03:12.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Slx83Q1jN_I/AAAAAAAAAjw/eUuQb3OUY88/s1600-h/bakau+yang+sepi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Slx83Q1jN_I/AAAAAAAAAjw/eUuQb3OUY88/s320/bakau+yang+sepi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358294945518270450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakau yang sepi. kecoh siakk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaa, it has been ages since i have last updated. I hope he is okay. I am talking about Azim's dad. Yeah Azim , if you're reading this, tell your dad to get well soon. We will pray for him aight bro. Amin...okay moving on. School is abnormal these days, thanks to you know what. Whatever the coming verdict is, just prepare for it, and until then, take care of your health ya peeps. "Wash hands with soap blah3..." -_-. Now, i cannot wait for this Friday(movies), Saturday(dance) and next wed(more dance). Damn, Najib is yet to be ready for the upcoming prelims and even N-levels, even though he might have flunked in his fucking oral. fcuk fcuk fcuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2125736579371647760?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2125736579371647760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2125736579371647760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2125736579371647760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2125736579371647760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/07/bakau-yang-sepi.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Slx83Q1jN_I/AAAAAAAAAjw/eUuQb3OUY88/s72-c/bakau+yang+sepi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2614230979714732631</id><published>2009-06-26T01:20:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:14:37.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkOzAAQGlzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rz99NbjH9jg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO3x4jf-ZI/AAAAAAAAAig/zf-GyKVk2Nk/s320/04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351322849869035922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO4Sv_K77I/AAAAAAAAAio/bVrhdsskqzE/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO4Sv_K77I/AAAAAAAAAio/bVrhdsskqzE/s320/05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351323414504861618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO6TiG3T8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/lyi2jbKcvSc/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO6TiG3T8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/lyi2jbKcvSc/s320/06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351325626982158274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO7E5TBLBI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xwfNwJfpYzs/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO8w5HkpWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tJi0IXXfSJs/s320/010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351328330398606690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO8_LQtW3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/tIms-ToR_tc/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO8_LQtW3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/tIms-ToR_tc/s320/011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351328575786933106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO9Kzz2atI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wfcU7_9HtR4/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO9Kzz2atI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wfcU7_9HtR4/s320/012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351328775650306770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO9sGq8PEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/soXAZuuN6A4/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkO9sGq8PEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/soXAZuuN6A4/s320/013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351329347648896066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pics to the talking ya(short post). Had our last outing for this June hols. Too bad some of us couldn't make it. End of year aight? Okay...^^. so yeah, to be honest, idk where we went. All i know is, we trekked towards Henderson waves from harbour front, then to Alexandra arc and followed by canopy walk via Hortpark. I had no idea where all i just mentioned were located. Kecoh nak mampos sakkk. And we got lost there, well, at some point la. I'm tired and 'sleepy' to explain more so i'll just simplify jer la k. Went to Bukit Batok kedai makan mama at night to eat supper then met mum at work, passed her energy drink satchets and then home. Dah, done, finish, habis, elek. okok. im dead beat now. Gotta finish what i've started, and btw, this will be the last post with pics for june. Okay bye. And oh, I really had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2614230979714732631?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2614230979714732631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2614230979714732631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2614230979714732631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2614230979714732631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-pics-to-talking-yashort-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SkOzAAQGlzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rz99NbjH9jg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6955035586479011229</id><published>2009-06-21T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:36:23.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sj0PF3jw-rI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5K6jv8n1ro/s1600-h/IMAGE_143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sj0PF3jw-rI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5K6jv8n1ro/s320/IMAGE_143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349448525873740466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all dads, HAPPY FATHER DAY!!!(singlish accent)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6955035586479011229?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6955035586479011229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6955035586479011229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6955035586479011229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6955035586479011229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-all-dads-happy-father-daysinglish.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sj0PF3jw-rI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5K6jv8n1ro/s72-c/IMAGE_143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7534437488507173253</id><published>2009-06-20T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:55:13.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjvPUIksWjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/E5PnMxHLnGk/s1600-h/P6190492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjvPUIksWjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/E5PnMxHLnGk/s320/P6190492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349096927238314546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Together with the sundown." Dedicated to you too. Yeah you. Sape2 yang terasa la.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;No, it's someone like you&lt;br /&gt;That makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna go&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you forever&lt;br /&gt;As long as you love me, too&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you love me, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the way that you talk&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you love in black and white&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's the way you hold my hand in the car&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we lie in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to see&lt;br /&gt;That a single day without you&lt;br /&gt;Can make me go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;It gets me butterflies&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the way that you talk&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you love in black and white&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's the way you hold my hand in the car&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we lie in the sand&lt;br /&gt;And I watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the way that you talk&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you love in black white&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's the way you hold my hand in the car&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we lie in the sand&lt;br /&gt;And we watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7534437488507173253?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7534437488507173253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7534437488507173253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7534437488507173253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7534437488507173253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/together-with-sundown.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjvPUIksWjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/E5PnMxHLnGk/s72-c/P6190492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1212202419874303884</id><published>2009-06-17T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:57:57.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjkRQWXK3_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NSt1vMGRS_s/s1600-h/NPCC+GO+GO+AH+AH!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjkRQWXK3_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NSt1vMGRS_s/s320/NPCC+GO+GO+AH+AH!!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348325005057515506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go NPCC!! WOO!! Speaking of which, i did not raped anyone okay Tarmizi. Mentang mentang aku pakai singlet and boxers only, dia fikirkan aku nak rape orang. Otak kau flat uh...hahahahahaha..=) And btw, there's no cold breeze like the last time we used to sleep. Cause of the weather, i can feel the diff now..fucking interesting sak. aight done. Bye people. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1212202419874303884?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1212202419874303884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1212202419874303884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1212202419874303884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1212202419874303884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-npcc-woo-speaking-of-which-i-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjkRQWXK3_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NSt1vMGRS_s/s72-c/NPCC+GO+GO+AH+AH!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6218437987956681118</id><published>2009-06-15T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:38:01.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'm tired. I'm turning in now. Goodnight. I love today btw. =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6218437987956681118?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6218437987956681118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6218437987956681118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6218437987956681118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6218437987956681118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8511327637096647736</id><published>2009-06-14T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:22:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjTrdo2_IjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IOCOOGVFMqE/s1600-h/gentarasa+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjTrdo2_IjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IOCOOGVFMqE/s320/gentarasa+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347157552012403250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no updates. Cause i need the pics and vids but it take them such a long time to send me so nevertheless, i'm still gonna update, without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentarasa 2009 was a smashing success i must say. I wanna congratulate cikgu Azmi, Kak shida, Ayu, Fika, Kak Nad, Haizad and Faiz for their brilliant performances. YEAH AZPIRASI!! And also to the rest too of course.=) I feel like joining gentarasa sak next year. Well insyaallah aight if cikgu ask for volunteers again, like that time where i rejected his offer...-_-. moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy recently due to idk what. Dudes have been hanging out at my crib recently and it was fun, really really fun. Zul wanna come again next week and this time round, amirul must come. Haha, anyway, i haven't even touched my hol hw yet. Have you done your hw today? To be farking honest, idk where i placed them. And i wanna finish them by next week, if time gives the permission..o.O? what i meant was, kalau masa izinkan uhh. Sometimes, it sounds weird if we were to direct translate know what i mean..okay i wanna ease my mind a bit, i'm becoming more and more tired as time flies by and idk why. I can't stretch my post longer so this is the furthest that i've reached. Hope this 'long' post can satisfy those avid readers of mine. nyehaha okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;You owe me something for being late, remember? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8511327637096647736?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8511327637096647736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8511327637096647736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8511327637096647736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8511327637096647736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-time-no-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SjTrdo2_IjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IOCOOGVFMqE/s72-c/gentarasa+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3883285320951701168</id><published>2009-06-07T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:48:56.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My feelings are undescribable right now. Thanks to that creature. You talked as if you know us already. Bloody hell you motherfcuker. So i'm gonna talk about you, as if i know you too. You're borned with nothing but an attitude of a faggot that always hurt people which is the only fun you have. You suck dick everyday for $$$ because you're nothing but a desperate whore. I really feel sorry for you. For the record, i won't ever forgive you ever because i want you to go to hell when you die unless you show me your true indentity and apologise......done. Great now i have no mood for camp. Thanks to you...shithead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3883285320951701168?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3883285320951701168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3883285320951701168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3883285320951701168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3883285320951701168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-feelings-are-undescribable-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-135048482909771170</id><published>2009-05-27T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:14:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great, later i have my N-level coursework. I'm lucky that i've done the two killer dish that Ms chew emphasized to me about. Swan and Cheesy patties..haha..i've doone it la Ms chew..thanks to mum, it was successful...*thousand claps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShwU2gUBajI/AAAAAAAAAhA/S07UpUTsB8c/s1600-h/IMAGE_110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShwU2gUBajI/AAAAAAAAAhA/S07UpUTsB8c/s320/IMAGE_110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340166184773970482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Presenting, Swan and cheesy patties...and btw, i must have a tomato skin for that rose esok...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-135048482909771170?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/135048482909771170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=135048482909771170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/135048482909771170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/135048482909771170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-later-i-have-my-n-level.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShwU2gUBajI/AAAAAAAAAhA/S07UpUTsB8c/s72-c/IMAGE_110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5086578974132649226</id><published>2009-05-25T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:11:05.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Azpirasi Karya 2009 was very successful. &lt;br /&gt;-I'm proud to perform in front of those 500 audience.&lt;br /&gt;-Was kinda sad that neither my family nor friends took any vids. Hmm...they said gelap sangat. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;-Most of them didn't understand what the storyline is all about. Including me..shh..=)&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, i wanna thank to all those who sacrificed their time for this show. Appreciate it lots ya!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Didn't went school today due to saya punya kepenatan. &lt;br /&gt;-Will be going tomorrow cause have syf gala rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;-Btw, din told me that Ms Triana suspects that i'm playing truancy sakk..wth betol..&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm...i'll talk to her esok..haha cheyy!!=)&lt;br /&gt;-I have nothing else in mind.&lt;br /&gt;-I want to stop now.&lt;br /&gt;-Can i?&lt;br /&gt;-Please?&lt;br /&gt;-Thanks...cause i have to pee..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5086578974132649226?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5086578974132649226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5086578974132649226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5086578974132649226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5086578974132649226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/azpirasi-karya-2009-was-very-successful.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7469502899102852718</id><published>2009-05-23T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:39:54.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh hello. Well, it's 3.20am now, itik's asleep and i've yet to visit the city of zong...cause i'm not sleepy peeps...fyi, my performance is at 8pm later and i have to be there at 10am. Yeah i know what you're thinking..just save it, don't spit it...so yeah i have to update on random things just to revive my dead blog ya...haha..so bout the swine flu...it's getting closer than you think...pray hard or you'll die hard. As for me, my super-t is ensuring me whether i'm on the verge of getting infected by the virus or not. so you should have one of your super-t ya peeps to keep you company while at this pandemic state. that's all. *applause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Shb9W-stsOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rqPV7dwmlAE/s1600-h/IMAGE_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Shb9W-stsOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rqPV7dwmlAE/s320/IMAGE_106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338732979523793122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As advertised,*Have you got your super-t today?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7469502899102852718?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7469502899102852718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7469502899102852718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7469502899102852718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7469502899102852718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/uh-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Shb9W-stsOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rqPV7dwmlAE/s72-c/IMAGE_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5855097161375517160</id><published>2009-05-17T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:30:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!!! Esok last paper!! I'm gonna fucking fail!!! YESSA!!! WEE!!! *shakes buttock. Btw, i have a pimple in between my chest/breast/dada/tetek/boobs. Like wtf sia...maybe that pimple sesat kot..haiyo..it lost it's way while finding my clean face..haha!! should have brought a navigator along..this pimple is stupid sial...bodoh nak mampos...esok aku burst kan kau uhh..biar kau mati kene picit..MUAHAHA!!! okay done. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShAlmtyiTGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l0jQDEYcjWM/s1600-h/domo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShAlmtyiTGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l0jQDEYcjWM/s320/domo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336806905490852962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahh, yang tkda kulit bogel tu domoyu, kayu punye version of domo, sebelahnye is abg domoyu..say hello people..=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShA6y9jmHJI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IC9Ak5RDQLk/s1600-h/domo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShA6y9jmHJI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IC9Ak5RDQLk/s320/domo+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336830205625769106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay domo editted this...so i took that chance too...and i want you people to spot the diff between this and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammahaammahammmahammmmmahaaaama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShA7DCLhqJI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dndFSdbZXNU/s1600-h/domo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShA7DCLhqJI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dndFSdbZXNU/s320/domo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336830481744898194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This....oh wait, i wanna rate this pic. oh well, it's too late. Have fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa punya pantat sakit dok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5855097161375517160?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5855097161375517160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5855097161375517160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5855097161375517160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5855097161375517160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-esok-last-paper-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/ShAlmtyiTGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l0jQDEYcjWM/s72-c/domo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6726493106766467760</id><published>2009-05-15T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:14:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch movies with Odin, Fai and his girlfriend wannabe along with her cliques which consists of two peeps. It was fun spending my quality time with them excluding the girls. wakaka...3 boys and 3 girls. Haha..Fai with her, Din already attached so not available and me, i'm single and unavailable. Besides, i have someone in my mind already so, yeah. haha cheyy...moving on, went home and abang asked me where i went. He kept smiling siot, idk what has gone into him. smiled like the joker ya know..wide smiles like he minta one tight dick slap..huhu weee..after his 'interrogations', i finally found out that he actually saw me with the rest at somewhere over the rainbow idk. WTH. Okay my post ends here. I feel like committing love crimes cause my post rhymes. Wtf, i'm out of luck. I'm scared that flu babi, will infect n-a-j-i-b. Well this week i'm not meeting my aunt and therefore people, i'm done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...my rhyming sucks like wtf....i'm still learning though.=) Btw, i have one great quick pick up line for gays/fags peeps and this is for you adam..from me sincerely..."Hello i'm an astronaut and my big spaceship is going to URANUS..." get it? UR-ANUS?? hahahaha...aduh najib merepek sak...see la, i've been cursed by that domo girl....haha okay bye domo gua ngantuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sg2hvO06_rI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5DObuW_t7Sw/s1600-h/DSC05651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sg2hvO06_rI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5DObuW_t7Sw/s320/DSC05651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336098966309895858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THE OLDEN DAYS....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6726493106766467760?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6726493106766467760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6726493106766467760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6726493106766467760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6726493106766467760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-to-watch-movies-with-odin-fai-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sg2hvO06_rI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5DObuW_t7Sw/s72-c/DSC05651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6313365990704121969</id><published>2009-05-14T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:03:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sgr8XklJ-GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/atjVQsc6HzA/s1600-h/domo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sgr8XklJ-GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/atjVQsc6HzA/s320/domo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335354190460483682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the latest news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That domo girl right, she asked me to post something yang merepek kerepek sampai sape-sape bace nk gelek atau jatuh tergolek. Wa tkleh ang to the kat yang dia kan, post bende merepek kerepek tapi buat orang gile ketawe macam org tue. Asl wa tkleh buat macam tu? sbab wa punye post merepek to da maxx kan? Ini merepek buat org lain sakit hati sampai ada spammer nanti spam wa punye blog saying, 'eh, your blog merepek siak!! merepek ah lu!!' or some shitty hole in one shitholes like that. yeah and now i'm talking in eng. no more talking malay aight. later people will think i racist sonofabitch siol. okay until sini only wa post wa punya blog. Btw kan, wa punye boxer koyak siak bila practice tadi...takbleh ang siak...okay bye domo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6313365990704121969?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6313365990704121969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6313365990704121969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6313365990704121969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6313365990704121969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-latest-news-that-domo-girl-right-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sgr8XklJ-GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/atjVQsc6HzA/s72-c/domo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-921445329370412773</id><published>2009-05-09T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:46:20.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SgVB-Hon10I/AAAAAAAAAgA/lV-Zz_1vxnY/s1600-h/azpirasi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SgVB-Hon10I/AAAAAAAAAgA/lV-Zz_1vxnY/s320/azpirasi+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333741869147346754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessa!! Mas selamat now tk selamat anymore. Ahaha..okay, time for updates. hmm...well basically, i've been going for dance prac and skipping takraw training. I think acap and geng are pissed off. Well, im going training tonight guys..no worries..i'll also bring along the net extension that brother has 'invented'.. ahaa...Btw earth poeple, our performance is coming up and the tickets are already out so, please call me if you want the tickets aight. 5 bucks only, and the venue will be at yew tee cc hall. Fyi, the above pic is a photo preview of what the peformance will be like or has in it...whatever you call it uh. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever heard of..Bonding? we are in the process of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-921445329370412773?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/921445329370412773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=921445329370412773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/921445329370412773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/921445329370412773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/05/yessa-mas-selamat-now-tk-selamat.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SgVB-Hon10I/AAAAAAAAAgA/lV-Zz_1vxnY/s72-c/azpirasi+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2586854755777830540</id><published>2009-04-30T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:51:52.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SfmPNJub_cI/AAAAAAAAAf4/-IAZrwG9M5Y/s1600-h/odin,jibbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SfmPNJub_cI/AAAAAAAAAf4/-IAZrwG9M5Y/s320/odin,jibbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330449090081455554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a short post cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want, talk to the picture above, maybe it will reply back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2586854755777830540?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2586854755777830540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2586854755777830540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2586854755777830540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2586854755777830540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-gonna-be-short-post-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SfmPNJub_cI/AAAAAAAAAf4/-IAZrwG9M5Y/s72-c/odin,jibbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-8483700359678157075</id><published>2009-04-26T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:37:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, we are living in a world where it won't last forever. Everyone knows it, even animals do. But why people heck care is because they are lazzy swines. And the effects are swine flu. Have you realised it people? From Mexico to America, soon this disease will be pandemic and we will all suffer and human mankind will be at jeapordy. Can't you see the signs/messages? I kept emphasizing on this topic because i have nothing to post about laa... Sooo....you'll know what to do. And oh, in case you don't know, before we were even borned, before we were ever existed, before earth gets its name, this planet we are living in is called planet Tiamat. Earth was named by the greeks which was 'gaia' for greeks and 'earth' for english. Tiamat/kiamat, you decide. seriously, i have nothing to post about but this.=) sorry if i'm making you scared like shitholes but wth, i'm giving you some useful facts for you to PONDER IN THE FUTURE!!!! Rhymes? Doubt so. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-8483700359678157075?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/8483700359678157075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=8483700359678157075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8483700359678157075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/8483700359678157075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-we-are-living-in-world-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3596572156286689555</id><published>2009-04-19T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:07:22.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Ses7qtjsoaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/yKapYsEJmw8/s1600-h/temple+of+zeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Ses7qtjsoaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/yKapYsEJmw8/s320/temple+of+zeus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326416589265609122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just soo into greek myth. In case you don't know what pic this is, go find out yourself aight. And this place here, is where i wanna go and feel or see the history behind it. Aight aight aight, enough of this whappy crab, let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, yesterday went to NPAP with Fit,Haini and Fai. The parade was awesome cause they did it according to plan know what i mean. But hell i was sad she wasn't there. Hmmm...okay now im gonna do nothing. To ycss mates:See ya tmr during sports day...To others:Thanks for reading.=) Bye and najib bless all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3596572156286689555?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3596572156286689555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3596572156286689555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3596572156286689555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3596572156286689555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-just-soo-into-greek-myth.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Ses7qtjsoaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/yKapYsEJmw8/s72-c/temple+of+zeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7600116475324707380</id><published>2009-04-10T02:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T03:30:19.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine fine i'll update Haini.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i kinda forgot what i did these past few days except our syf practices. So i will just briefly share with ya what i can remember aye capich. Firstly was last sunday where GSH had an outing at sentosa, organized by my dearly abang and his friend. Was damn exhausted and i slept at around 2am i think, so didn't have enough rest. On the following monday and tues was syf prac and performance. Did very well and we got, the shiny orange coloured award despite some mistakes we've made. I think, if we did the same without mistakes, we can get gold with honors, that was what cikgu wanted, and that's why he kept emphasizing us to practice to perform well, shouted at us like hell and watch porno on catherine bell. ahh fcuk, ignore the last one, i was trying to find something that rhymes..haha..moving on, i have to say that i'm extremely proud of everybody. i don't have a speech cause it is kept in my heart and i'll tell them individually if i have the time. That is all. And here are the pics..*grabbed from certain peeps. btw, click to enlarge for beter viewing. enjoy.=)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5Jtnl0asI/AAAAAAAAAew/RramE9ooxIo/s1600-h/syf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5Jtnl0asI/AAAAAAAAAew/RramE9ooxIo/s320/syf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322772857669053122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5KvN7dKpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ihLOqUdq2L0/s1600-h/syf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5KvN7dKpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ihLOqUdq2L0/s320/syf2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322773984651848338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LHzOUx1I/AAAAAAAAAfA/oL4pnn7yCik/s1600-h/syf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LHzOUx1I/AAAAAAAAAfA/oL4pnn7yCik/s320/syf3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322774406979962706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LRvQCYsI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RXclj7s8FIs/s1600-h/syf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LRvQCYsI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RXclj7s8FIs/s320/syf4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322774577712095938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LZ9TgN9I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UfZ0bct7KX0/s1600-h/syf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LZ9TgN9I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UfZ0bct7KX0/s320/syf5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322774718923683794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LiAPC9nI/AAAAAAAAAfY/eYDVc9Mw79U/s1600-h/syf6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5LiAPC9nI/AAAAAAAAAfY/eYDVc9Mw79U/s320/syf6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322774857149249138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5L4W3aI0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/khreIZmb3HU/s1600-h/syf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5L4W3aI0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/khreIZmb3HU/s320/syf7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322775241181242178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5MCBhLbSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nfaavRbnljc/s1600-h/syf8"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5MCBhLbSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nfaavRbnljc/s320/syf8" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322775407249550626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight done. time checked:3.27am. great. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry to you, my wait is over. Im pushing forward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7600116475324707380?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7600116475324707380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7600116475324707380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7600116475324707380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7600116475324707380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/04/fine-fine-ill-update-haini.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/Sd5Jtnl0asI/AAAAAAAAAew/RramE9ooxIo/s72-c/syf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7149373175237847733</id><published>2009-03-26T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:45:18.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the latest news, the w4 cluster event was held in yuan ching and it went well. Yesterday didn't attend sports heat because:&lt;br /&gt;1)None of my classmate participates(including me) &lt;br /&gt;2)Had an outing with our dearly Ms Triana for the jersey stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And after that;&lt;br /&gt;3)Ate dinner at Swensen(thanks for the treat babe)&lt;br /&gt;4)Went mini shopping for her perth stuff and cat foods.&lt;br /&gt;And after that;&lt;br /&gt;5)Went to dance prac.&lt;br /&gt;6)Reached there at around 9pm.(i was 3hrs late)&lt;br /&gt;7)Nasib cikgu tak bising.&lt;br /&gt;And after prac, went pub pula.*wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note: Coach will be recruiting new members for TJ-crc the next training maybe so, wish us luck peeps. Aight i wanna sleep. Thanks to our tutor for coming late, Odin went home late. sorry k bro, kalau dia lambat lagi, kau overnight rumah aku jer aight. haha..okay bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She" means everything to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7149373175237847733?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7149373175237847733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7149373175237847733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7149373175237847733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7149373175237847733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5547284701473867950</id><published>2009-03-22T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:00:58.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hainiak tagged me to do this survey.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Beside your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;umm...cheek, forehead and also neck. haha..&lt;br /&gt;2.How do you feel when you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Fresh at the same time, neck aches.&lt;br /&gt;3.Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...ohya, Htj. My takraw mates.=)&lt;br /&gt;4.Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;No, hell no.&lt;br /&gt;5.Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you ever had a bestfriend who was the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Shab to be precised...and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Umm...no.&lt;br /&gt;8.What was your last text message says?&lt;br /&gt;i ain't sharing here.&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;what do you want me to think right now? hah.&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you wish someone to be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;kinda. idk.&lt;br /&gt;11.What is the time you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;1.30am. &lt;br /&gt;12.Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Im half-naked you dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;13.Is someone in your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;14.Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;My dance parter, musfirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Afiqah ,&lt;br /&gt;2)Diniy,&lt;br /&gt;3)Ezza,&lt;br /&gt;4)Fira,&lt;br /&gt;5)Luqmandolat,&lt;br /&gt;6)Qilong,&lt;br /&gt;7)Shab,&lt;br /&gt;8)Zul,&lt;br /&gt;9)Zaizikki,&lt;br /&gt;10)syaff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;idk uh. go ask her la.&lt;br /&gt;16.Is 3 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;she's a hot female.&lt;br /&gt;17.If 7 and 10 get together , would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;umm, ohhh yeah it will be a very good thing indeed..-_-&lt;br /&gt;18.what is 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;N level stuff.&lt;br /&gt;19.When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...last time punye last time.&lt;br /&gt;20.Is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. she's attach with her prince charming, haru.=)&lt;br /&gt;21.Say something about number 2.&lt;br /&gt;I said a lot of times already till there's no more breath inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;22.What do you think about 3 &amp; 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;eh, this can happen ya know..haha..i salute them.=)&lt;br /&gt;23.Describe 9.&lt;br /&gt;hot ass motherfucker brother.&lt;br /&gt;24.What will you do if 6 &amp; 7 fight?&lt;br /&gt;nahh, they won't even if they wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;25.Do you like 8?&lt;br /&gt;i treat him like my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done people. now sway with me...to the left...now to the right...and repeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5547284701473867950?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5547284701473867950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5547284701473867950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5547284701473867950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5547284701473867950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/03/hainiak-tagged-me-to-do-this-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5286715288694770086</id><published>2009-03-19T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:06:58.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, dance havoc is over...for this week. We have less than a month to fully prepare our dance. Like what our senior said, 'to get bronze is easy, to sustain silver, we need to work harder,' than what was expected just now. Seriously, if we can't climb to the standard requirement/satisfaction level, how in the world are we gonna focus in getting G-O-L-D??? Well, keep this up and achieving gold will be just a dream...haizz...and i shall end my post here because by ass is in dreadful pain and to be honest, 15hrs of dance training, debiliterated me...completely. Now gonna sleep and hope to wake up two days after...holla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5286715288694770086?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5286715288694770086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5286715288694770086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5286715288694770086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5286715288694770086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-dance-havoc-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7115661879076791002</id><published>2009-03-12T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:57:35.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SbkEM5_QPNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0F7K7uY1nNs/s1600-h/pulau+ubin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SbkEM5_QPNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0F7K7uY1nNs/s320/pulau+ubin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312281855231278290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Woow...long time no update ya. Haha...baek kepe...glad that some people cares for my blog...haaaa...=) Well, let's see...umm...hmm...gotten my ct1 results and it was kinda fair since im on the average level know what i mean..but still, gotta work harder to the max cause this would be a failure if it's N-level...right people? Aight, move on...ohya, last tues had takraw match against azreen's team and we lost by one point...hmm...it was kinda challenging since the match was like obviously nc-16 vs m-18 know what i mean...but it was fun...and we want a rematch guys...so be prepared..and i'm still wondering when we're gonna have a match against zul's team..it's been very long since we asked for a friendly match..hmm...aight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)last saturday went to pulau ubin for hrc. first time there though. well, needless to say, the feelings came back, and i don't want to lose it again, thats why i asked for it, and now i got it, never to screw it. hmm...overall, the activity was fun except the flying fox part.."&amp;*%$#!!!," says sirs...and, even though im afarid of heights, 8 level high doesn't give me the chills...hehe..kachink.=) So after that, my school days. normal as per normal uh. fyi students of ycss, last monday was my last time commanding the school..im gonna miss commanding...but look on the bright side, mr chia won't be able to criticise my commanding anymore...*sigh*...haha.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Ms triana gave me more than 5 warnings about my hair..how cool is that? well my lovely cikgu, i will cut it soon okay..sabar jer aight. maybe i will cut it during the march hols..if not, i won't be cutting unless i wanted to...*wadda evil laughter* and now here i am blogging. okay people, tmr no np. sad sad sad...and i think its enough already for now...gonna update again soon aye capich...bye. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Azim: if you're reading this, i just want to let you know that you've exceeded my temper already ya. but still, im your friend so i won't show it to you. you don't have to post about him right, you're ruining his reputation and most importantly, yours. your insult towards him was very cruel yet hurtful. im sorry but actions must take place if not, md will be in jeopardy and affected cause wth, you're the chairman for cikgu's sake. you should know that the ones that chose you is not just the cikgu's wearing tudung but him, your dance instructor as well...and this is the thanks he got? %$^$&amp;$&amp;%^% cikgu? ohhh come on...im disappointed in you uh azim...enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7115661879076791002?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7115661879076791002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7115661879076791002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7115661879076791002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7115661879076791002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/03/1woow.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SbkEM5_QPNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0F7K7uY1nNs/s72-c/pulau+ubin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-535011779293283292</id><published>2009-02-27T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:42:44.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SagMQpWBMFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9eXPPZ3ZvPY/s1600-h/Picture+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SagMQpWBMFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9eXPPZ3ZvPY/s320/Picture+51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505640971776082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wooot. So i cracked my ass again at the same place, JE lib. We brought books but didn't even flip a single page and played laptop till the library closes instead. from 3pm-9pm, 1hr of lunch, 2hrs of registrating for free internet access and 3hrs of webcamming, surfing the net and chatting. Overall, 5hrs in the library. haha..baek kepe..=) Aight im sleepy and tired. Tomorrow got dance prac, and kata jer nk teman tapi tk jadi. Apedah shab.-_-. haha..aight bye!!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im blind, really...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-535011779293283292?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/535011779293283292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=535011779293283292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/535011779293283292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/535011779293283292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/wooot.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SagMQpWBMFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9eXPPZ3ZvPY/s72-c/Picture+51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7929982364428306746</id><published>2009-02-22T00:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:04:32.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cracked my ass today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was i woke up in the morning to follow mum to pasar with sis and buy new contact lens for my dance performance. Planned to meet the dudes and babes at je library at 1pm for studying but it turns out that our attendance wasn't that satisfying. Overall, only me, din, amirul, atikah, shab, ira and her lil sis made it. Although not all were present, we had ultra fun. Seriously. Especially the part where a stranger called Atikah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the exact convo they had. i just summarised it cause she mumbled and i can't get what she really said. Mumbling sucks i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger:Hello, boleh kenal2?&lt;br /&gt;Atikah:Sape nik?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger:Apai&lt;br /&gt;Atikah:Apai mane?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Apai:Apai jurong  &lt;br /&gt;From there, they both started shouting and arguing i think. i forget already.-_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and this is what i wanted to do but in the end, i didn't do it cause nobody has the guts to use their number against that Apai guy.Too bad my prepaid was low. But i'll show you what i wanted to say to him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib:Hello, boleh kenal2?&lt;br /&gt;Apai:Sape ni eh?&lt;br /&gt;Najib:Siti&lt;br /&gt;Apai:Siti mane?&lt;br /&gt;Najib:Siti coast!!! WAKAKA!!! WATER-KENCET!!! &lt;br /&gt;Apai:-___________- !@$%^*&amp;%$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay merepek but wth, that guy deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at around 7pm+ for dance prac so we went on our separate ways at the interchange. Reached there and i was late, that i missed out warm-ups. Phew. Their warm-ups can kill ya i tell you. I sweat like i had just bathed ya know. Tough but it also has the benefits of me getting fit. haha..=) Well, i'm seriously am sleepy now. Actually, im getting sleepier nowadays that i slept in class for these past few weeks. Hmm...why eh? *pondering/scratching head* Nevertheless, there's pics here. whoo!! Finally people. And good luck for CT1.=)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAqJ8bvABI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7vqs6mebovw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAqJ8bvABI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7vqs6mebovw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286711372087314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAubXznJvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/t1Vk5RSUPug/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAubXznJvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/t1Vk5RSUPug/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305291408824280818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAwLAnio2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/zJjZEOEn12k/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAyNMTLCZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/o3cuOhtmmd8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305295563263773074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAyYOX3eTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/185l-gGbpMY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAyYOX3eTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/185l-gGbpMY/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305295752798894386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAykAvjPUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HJgWn0B9Jbk/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAykAvjPUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HJgWn0B9Jbk/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305295955298565442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAywKjO--I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZG2_Ol63L6w/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAywKjO--I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZG2_Ol63L6w/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305296164089691106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;After what we've been through, i just realised it. Do you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7929982364428306746?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7929982364428306746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7929982364428306746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7929982364428306746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7929982364428306746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cracked-my-ass-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SaAqJ8bvABI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7vqs6mebovw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1078461959497467947</id><published>2009-02-20T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:52:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zul tagged me to do da survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 7 people to do this quiz. Those that are tagged cannot refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this game by tagging 7 other people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Haini sistar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fitri macho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Shab baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Diniy nonie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ezza hotty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) fyqa bulge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Studying la, N-level siot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, only when my batts dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today ?&lt;br /&gt;I was suffering from eng reading period. Newspaper uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;When she said she wants us to be friends. Not cry but just tears. *Najib's soft hearted.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Pass N-level, thats all i ask. And her too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella is for losers and hoodies is for hooters. so i rather get myself wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your favourite thing to do on the bed?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!! WHOO!!! umm...hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Boxers, wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest things in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;Umm, i deleted my inbox but for now is the friendship msg from faisal.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make your relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Make it complicated? thats stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;The heartbreak kid. A very funny romantic comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Erzuan-najib nari nk maen takraw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Lonely september-plain white t's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Friends call me jeep, abang calls me Ajay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the newest text say?&lt;br /&gt;that friendship msg from faisal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;12am+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;For now, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you the best advice?&lt;br /&gt;Usually friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is something bugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this stupid survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, zul or adeline. i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there's one more. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's your full name?&lt;br /&gt;- Muhammad Najib Bin Ismail Bin Ali Bin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What occasion it is today?&lt;br /&gt;- Umm...sec one interview, day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Did someone confessed to u today?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Last message from?&lt;br /&gt;- Allah, i said it already, erzuan, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who did you last said i love you to?&lt;br /&gt;- You should know. i don't want to put her name. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Last call from?&lt;br /&gt;- Syarifuddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Where are you studying at now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yuan Ching Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- 22 june 1993. oh wait, its already over. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Last MSNed?&lt;br /&gt;- Syurafa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm born to be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;- Taman Jurong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Ever run for 10km?&lt;br /&gt;- Run, no, walk, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;- Right now, im blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Last song sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't i mentioned this already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Ever confessed to someone before?&lt;br /&gt;- Twice in my life. Going for the third? i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)How many people are currently online?&lt;br /&gt;- idk. im offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you hate someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Im trying my best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you believe in true friends?&lt;br /&gt;- yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Last sport you played?&lt;br /&gt;- Takraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Tag to anyone who want them to do the quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Those who are reading what i just typed, do it or you'll suffer at 4am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for real. Too bad i can't show her im for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1078461959497467947?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1078461959497467947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1078461959497467947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1078461959497467947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1078461959497467947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/zul-tagged-me-to-do-da-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2419352249899681875</id><published>2009-02-15T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:34:40.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haini:najib&lt;br /&gt;Haini:le tanye something&lt;br /&gt;Najib:leh leh leh...&lt;br /&gt;Haini:asl perempuan suke bunga?&lt;br /&gt;Najib:romantic&lt;br /&gt;Najib:kamu tk suka bunga?&lt;br /&gt;Haini:romantic?ye ke?&lt;br /&gt;Haini:hmm..saya?err tk agaknye.&lt;br /&gt;Haini:hehe&lt;br /&gt;Najib:ohh...usually feminine woman love flowers, especially red rose, they are so lovely yet romantic, which enhances their love feeling towards each other. &lt;br /&gt;Najib:to me uh.&lt;br /&gt;Najib:*and i give her the big smiley face. :D&lt;br /&gt;Haini:so what u r trying to say issit girls who like flower are the romantic ones?&lt;br /&gt;Najib:mostly yes. but to some, no. macam kamu, have different aspects of feeling the love, not through flowers but other things like teddy bears or candies...true?&lt;br /&gt;Najib:kalau tak saya paisey leyy...haha!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;Haini:partially true. i love teddy bears but candies?hmm,i prefer chocolate.=D&lt;br /&gt;Najib:haha..those are examples la..how i know what you like what...haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;Haini:lol! kalau example buat ape nk paisey! aduh!&lt;br /&gt;Najib:haha...ah ah ehh...wakaka...=)&lt;br /&gt;Haini:*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Najib:muahahaha...*cough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may address me as doctor love. huahuahua..*evil laugh*=)&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to update about, just that i have to debate about body modifications this coming tues. *chills. But heck im done baby....come come come, let's debate!!! On the other leg/foot/toe, common test one is drawing nearer. So have your education skills ready and do well!!! Good luck everybody, may you pass your exams aight. Gonna go and do nothing now. Bye peeps. And happy belated friendship day ya.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like you, i really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2419352249899681875?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2419352249899681875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2419352249899681875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2419352249899681875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2419352249899681875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/haininajib-hainile-tanye-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7200440674213955302</id><published>2009-02-08T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:32:54.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear blogger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time checked: 4.35pm. Mum and dad is watching tv, sis and 1st brother went out and 2nd brother is changing to go out, so left me alone in my room, doing absolutely nothing. I'm deadly fcuking bored right now. anyone can entertain me for the next few hours? P.S Please online, i wanna chat with ya. huahuahuahua...=)on the other hand/tangan, im gonna watch mythbuster that was recorded last thursday. Ohhh yeahh..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours forever,&lt;br /&gt;Najib.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7200440674213955302?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7200440674213955302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7200440674213955302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7200440674213955302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7200440674213955302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-blogger-time-checked-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2984011053806137369</id><published>2009-02-02T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:08:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored so i copied this survey from Ezza jay. Thanks ya hotty.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;-Each player of this game start off with 10 weird things/habit/little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;-People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;-At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list this names.&lt;br /&gt;-No tag back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate the smell of newspaper. (Fcuking weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2) I have two birthmarks. (Not weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) I sucks at malay. (Ass weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4) I eat a lot but gain very little mass. (OMG weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5) I listen to classic songs. (Umm...holly molly, not weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't bite. (WTH?!?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;7) Eh, i have an expressway on my hairy legs. (-________-)&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm skinny yet heavy. (Okay, shocking till choke weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm close with abang than mother. (Umm...yeah this is weird!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;10)I'm really obsess with bermuda triangle. (Yeah thats 'weird'...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN ARE YOU(s)&lt;br /&gt;1.) Are you single - Sadly yes.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Are you happy - For now, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Are you bored - Whats the use of this survey? For our boredom right. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Are you fair - Most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Are you Italian - Yeah...and spanish too...not!! wakaka...=)&lt;br /&gt;6.) Are you intelligent - Im gathering its knowledge. 'School'. ever heard of that?&lt;br /&gt;7.) Are you honest - Yes. hahahahaahahahaahhahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;8.) Are you nice - Yes. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;9.) Are you Irish- Umm...lemme think. -_-&lt;br /&gt;10.) Are you Asian - You tell me uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;1.) Full Name - Muhammad Najib Bin Ismail&lt;br /&gt;2.) Nicknames- Jeep, Ajay.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Birth place - National University Hospital&lt;br /&gt;4.) Hair color - Black plus brown&lt;br /&gt;5.) Natural hair style - Ohh..my famous broom style.=)&lt;br /&gt;6.) Eye color - Natural black&lt;br /&gt;7.) Birthday - 22 june 1993&lt;br /&gt;8.) Mood - It's on the acceptable line.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Favorite color - Red/blue&lt;br /&gt;10.) One place you'd love to visit - Let me hear you say it, bermuda what? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;1.) Have you ever been in love - Yeppppp.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do you believe in love at first sight - Umm..yeah but that usually don't worked out right?&lt;br /&gt;3.) Do you currently have a crush? - Kinda&lt;br /&gt;4.) Have you ever been hurt emotionally - Haha..im the victim here.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Have you ever broken someone's heart - I don't think so, in fact, its the other way round. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Have you ever had your heart broken - That would be suicide i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Have you ever liked someone but never told them - Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Are you afraid of commitment - nope&lt;br /&gt;9.) Who was the last person you hugged - Zaizikki. Haha..no im not gay.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Who was the last person you said I love you to? - Umm...Diniy. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;1.) Smile or eyes - both. but mostly smiles.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Light or dark hair - Doesn't matter. white also can.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Hugs or Kisses - Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;4.) Shorter or taller - Shorter or same height as me.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Intelligence or attraction - Both&lt;br /&gt;6.) Topman or Zara - First lady. Hahaha..=)&lt;br /&gt;7.) Funny or serious - Funny.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Older or Younger - Same as me.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Outgoing or quiet - Outgoingly active&lt;br /&gt;10.) Sweet or Bad - Sweetly romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1.) Ever performed in front of a large crowd - Yeah, the latest one was CNY concert. How was it people? haha.=)&lt;br /&gt;2.) Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour - Once or twice for this whole life, with Faisal.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Ever tried walking on your hands - Primary school. Now old already, cannot. &lt;br /&gt;4.) Ever been to a rock concert - Nope.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Ever been on a cheerleading team - I wish. &lt;br /&gt;6.) Ever been on a dance team - And im loving it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Ever been on a sports team - Yeah, and im not that active in sports ya.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Ever been in a drama play/production - Does it have anything to do with dance association?&lt;br /&gt;9.) Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, hummer or Bentley?- Nahhhh, my brand is Jeep baby, Original lagi.=)&lt;br /&gt;10.) Ever been in a rap video?- Rap no, but rape yes. Believe it and you'll be in it the next day. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN... LASTS&lt;br /&gt;1.) Last phone call you made - Mom.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Last person you hung out with - Din, Zul and Amirul.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Last time you worked - last year.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Last person you talked to - Mom.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Last person you IM'd - Whats IM'd?&lt;br /&gt;6.) Last person you texted - Diniy.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Last person(s) you went to the movies with - The dudes and babes. &lt;br /&gt;8.) Last person/thing you missed - Her&lt;br /&gt;9.) Last website you visited - Azpirasi website.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Last kiss you had - Never been kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiate im tired doing this, okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Btw, anyone who is reading what im typing here must do da survey.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2984011053806137369?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2984011053806137369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2984011053806137369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2984011053806137369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2984011053806137369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-bored-so-i-copied-this-survey-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7532740297757925668</id><published>2009-01-29T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:17:28.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;This is kinda fun, to me.=)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you:&lt;br /&gt;-Shabirah babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her/him: &lt;br /&gt;-classmate, best girl-friend mann..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your 5 impressions of her/him:&lt;br /&gt;-Dier Hip-hop siol.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't listen to malay songs...-_-&lt;br /&gt;-Don't eat kuih-muih...-____-&lt;br /&gt;-She's really sizzling hot.*ouch&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;-Where's da upper lip? HAHA...jkjk.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you:&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...err...uhh...hmm...i can't recall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on:&lt;br /&gt;-I'm speechless. Well, just be more feminine ya. haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;-Kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the thing you want to tell him/her now:&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sleepy deii...and esok massrun ya!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your overall impression of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah she's cool to be with, and it feels good to have her laughter everytime.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you think the person around you will feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;-Just random thoughts la...stupid punya soalan betol..haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The character you love about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...my character punya character and accent? HAHA!!!*blueks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The character you hate about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;-I still can't believe im a soft guy.&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The most ideal person you want to be:&lt;br /&gt;-Einstein baby. But i believe in god so i shall reconsider if you know what im talking about.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. For people who cares and likes you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;-I love you, you love me, we love us, us love we.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Pass this quiz to 10 people to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;1.Ezza&lt;br /&gt;2.Fira&lt;br /&gt;3.Diniy&lt;br /&gt;4.Haini&lt;br /&gt;5.Kak Maya&lt;br /&gt;6.Luqman&lt;br /&gt;7.Syakila&lt;br /&gt;8.Syafiqa&lt;br /&gt;9.Fitri&lt;br /&gt;10.Yasser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who is No.6 with?&lt;br /&gt;-Esok aku tanye k.-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. No.9 male or female?&lt;br /&gt;-Male i think. hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.If No.7 &amp; 1 get together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;-Only if they are lesbians. no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;-Secondary 3 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was the last time you chat with No.3?&lt;br /&gt;-Chat? Few days ago uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What kind of music does No.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;-I have no idea. Nanti esok aku tanye.-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Does No.10 have siblings?No.3?&lt;br /&gt;-Both yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Will you woo No.3?&lt;br /&gt;-Im wishing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How about No.7?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...haha..nahh..friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is No.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope, trust me on this. *wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What is the surname of No.5?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...Kama i think. Combinations of KAk and MAya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is the hobby of No.1?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...taking care of her health i guess...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Does No.5 &amp; 9 get along well ?&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah, cause they know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Where is No.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;-Boon lay sec...ehh? I forgot..SHIIIIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Talk something about No.1.&lt;br /&gt;-She's my miss smarty and hotty ya. so yeah. and go NEEJ!!! hell yeah.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you tried developing feelings for No.8?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm...wouldn't that be sweet...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.32. Where does No.9 stay?&lt;br /&gt;-Taman Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are No.1 &amp; 5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;-If they are, then it wil be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Does No.1 have pets?&lt;br /&gt;-Yep, cats, her favourite.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is No.7 the sexiest person on earth ?&lt;br /&gt;-I wish. for her.*kachink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is No.1 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm..watching tv i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done. im sleepy uh. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7532740297757925668?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7532740297757925668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7532740297757925668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7532740297757925668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7532740297757925668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-kinda-fun-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4170350615597908339</id><published>2009-01-25T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:32:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updatezzz. Past few days was sort of a memorable one, especially the school event. Maybe its the last time i'm performing for CNY. And the concert went great. I'm proud of you guys who performed for our school.=) Second was Faez birthday party at SB. It was an almost complete reunion with my seniors. Fun fun fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtFMOQv4YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qiIknIH_Cto/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtFMOQv4YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qiIknIH_Cto/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294901863193239938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a great reunion i tell ya..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we got a takraw match against bjw(budak jurong west), and must wear yellow coloured tops. I had none of that, so i wore hakimi's one instead. It was a fair game and guess what? we won!! WOO!! Thanks you guys for covering me. PS, im still browsing through takraw books know what i mean. Hah, good game guys...next up, against TJK again i guess...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtJZG4jhyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/1ymbz3q3fV4/s1600-h/babes"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtJZG4jhyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/1ymbz3q3fV4/s320/babes" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294906482597529378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohya, our babes were present during takraw too..=)*pic was grabbed. Thanks ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, today's outing. Sad someone couldn't make it. sad sad indeed.*tears. Supposingly, ira asked us out for a game of frisbee but in the end, we played soccer and flying kites. Frisbee was the least okay...and flying kites was the most..for me. Hah, so much for aiming the objectives of the outing, heh. And at the end of the day, we ended up detesting each other due to some misunderstanding. Haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtNV6uq6yI/AAAAAAAAAco/UIiogIUWw8o/s1600-h/DSC05539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtNV6uq6yI/AAAAAAAAAco/UIiogIUWw8o/s320/DSC05539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294910825841748770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;This reminds me of..................=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Done. Somebody give me a thumbs up.=)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just can't let it out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4170350615597908339?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4170350615597908339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4170350615597908339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4170350615597908339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4170350615597908339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/updatezzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SXtFMOQv4YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qiIknIH_Cto/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1879855342981247227</id><published>2009-01-21T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:01:45.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Woot, updates. Well, im seriously am exhausted. Thanks to CNY rehearsal, dance prac and takraw. PENAT SIOL!!!!! okay done. *phew.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im lazy to update laa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1879855342981247227?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1879855342981247227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1879855342981247227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1879855342981247227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1879855342981247227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5521876421576741157</id><published>2009-01-18T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:55:47.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Just to keep my blog alive. Read it and feel the rejuvenation.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Let it go? Let's.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5521876421576741157?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5521876421576741157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5521876421576741157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5521876421576741157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5521876421576741157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-to-keep-my-blog-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-9151759733571449379</id><published>2009-01-11T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:00:35.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Three words only:Camps, Dance and Cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't say more cause my comp's being a dick. Which also means i won't online too. Well, see ya tomorrow to my love one/s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SWoIBn7SJeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/-u-1t1M1k3g/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SWoIBn7SJeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/-u-1t1M1k3g/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290049536290596322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget this. you guys are the best of the best..to me.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-9151759733571449379?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/9151759733571449379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=9151759733571449379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9151759733571449379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9151759733571449379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-words-onlycamps-dance-and-cramps.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SWoIBn7SJeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/-u-1t1M1k3g/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3962191173844948495</id><published>2009-01-10T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:03:11.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>So heyy wassup everyone..Well this post is gonna be a lil bit more different than the others, Well why do i say so, this post is gonna be done by me! (Farez)...so well now Najib and I are sneaking into the media room and using the iMacs. We didn't do much tonight. Just a little patrolling just to make sure that the sec ones are sleepy..whatsoever...hmm...i really do not know what to write..im just new to these things...Im not blog savvy u can say? Ok..so how do i sum up everything for the orientation..fun? good&gt; boring?dunno la hack care..ultimately it is my last orientation too so i am better off enjoying it :D So Najib and me plan to get an iPhone...randomness? I know oh well.. here to end my post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Farez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3962191173844948495?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3962191173844948495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3962191173844948495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3962191173844948495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3962191173844948495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3834247549089880059</id><published>2009-01-04T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:00:32.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Welcome back to school.&lt;br /&gt;-Hope your day went great.&lt;br /&gt;-Mine sucks, don't wanna elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;-My worst first day of school ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Im still pondering.."WTH is wrong with teachers eyes..or is it mine? Hmm.."&lt;br /&gt;-I sits at the back of class...alone. -_-&lt;br /&gt;-Was scolded by Mr Lim and Mrs Ng.(coucillor stuff)&lt;br /&gt;-Was called 'parapundek' by Mr Foo. *Fcuk you mr fool.(hope he doesn't read this.)&lt;br /&gt;-Took the boys to Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;-The sec ones were all cute and cuddly, some are ugly. wanna know why? cause they're mat/minah nak kena rape wannabe know what i mean.*blueks&lt;br /&gt;-i've seen some familiar faces such as syurafa's bro.&lt;br /&gt;-And Mr fool is acting cooler and cooler..whereas its annoying and disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;-Thats about it for Friday. &lt;br /&gt;-Went dance prac today.&lt;br /&gt;-All were present, except some.&lt;br /&gt;-Excercised from 7pm till 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to BB after that to meet with abang for late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;-And here i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;-Now i'm having cramps.&lt;br /&gt;-Let me share what i'm doing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-wake up way in the morning for abang friends wedding.&lt;br /&gt;-I sure will have fun there.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't know what time balek.&lt;br /&gt;-okay thats it for now.&lt;br /&gt;-Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;-And i love her. got a prob with that? feel free to spit it out to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;yawn..i wanna sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3834247549089880059?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3834247549089880059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3834247549089880059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3834247549089880059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3834247549089880059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-6626437000622157904</id><published>2009-01-01T03:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:41:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Goodbye 2008...goodbye...we had fun with ya and will always remember the past memories that happened during your splendid year. To be honest, i just wish we don't have years that counts, but stays rooted. Years will get tougher and tougher every time it moves forward and we have the power to just simply cross it but, one day, just one day, will be the day where mankind will be in total vain overcoming that toughness. And that day is, you should know...Well peeps, just like what all humans on earth says, live life to the fullest ya...do it soon...or you'll regret later...and im trying my best not to believe it but my perception tells me that something bad will happen in the year 2012 and i think i only told ezza about this. Thats only something bad, if you want more, wait till the moon splits....and guess what? 2012 is just three more years to come...some of them says that they can't believe they got through these years unexpectedly...cause time really flies fast....and thats one of the signs...Hah, Happy 2009 everybody!!! -_-. End. *get the message? if you do, you'll know what to do, if not, read again.*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Common floods, Droughts, Wars etc...= Signs.*Get the message again?* And thats why im rushing dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-6626437000622157904?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/6626437000622157904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=6626437000622157904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6626437000622157904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/6626437000622157904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-455767633827141854</id><published>2008-12-27T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:09:55.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'm a Zombie addict but i'm obsess with bermuda Triangle&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Which one im in love with?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Garrghh...feels like eating your brain&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;which reminds me, i laugh at my ass listening to this song lyrics again and again and again...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*Hooters*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-455767633827141854?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/455767633827141854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=455767633827141854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/455767633827141854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/455767633827141854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-zombie-addict-but-im-obsess-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7671168383748209281</id><published>2008-12-26T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:00:32.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Won't be updating that often,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1.Lazy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;2.Busy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;3.Will be focusing for N-levels&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;UG campfire is this coming Monday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Can't wait&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My post is long yet plain,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm wasting spaces&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cause i'm bored&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*Wave hands*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L-o-v-e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7671168383748209281?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7671168383748209281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7671168383748209281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7671168383748209281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7671168383748209281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/wont-be-updating-that-often-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4654905955478511184</id><published>2008-12-24T23:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:19:05.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;1.Don't bother reading this post cause...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;2.I'm lazy to update...Zzz.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;3.And i just did...-_-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;4.Bye&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 thing 2 say and thats 3 simple words, all 4 you...(exaggerated)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4654905955478511184?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4654905955478511184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4654905955478511184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4654905955478511184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4654905955478511184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-7579272370149765286</id><published>2008-12-22T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:40:50.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always say the word, 'fun' after any outing ya but today, the word 'kecoh la siakkk' won the word 'fun'...get it? yeah i know, me too...pfft..-_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went out with auntie Atikah and sexy Shabirah to Woodlands regional library to do our homework there. Hah, otw there, you know, when Atikah sees some cute/hot/sexy/gay boys she usually start to make the 'wanna puke' face first, followed by the 'wanna shit' sound and all the compliments that were to be given to her targets all burst out know what i mean? No offence to her though..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the homework thing, they managed to complete only one, while i finished none...cause i read books instead of doing work..heh, couldn't resist the books that had caught my eye such as 'food and nutrition books', 'tanda tanda kiamat' and my personal favourite, 'bermuda triangle', but too bad it wasn't there..=( so after that, ate at banquet and went home separately..well, i don't wanna elaborate more...not in the mood though...so yeah, bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the moon splits into two, the time will soon come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-7579272370149765286?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/7579272370149765286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=7579272370149765286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7579272370149765286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/7579272370149765286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-always-say-word-fun-after-any-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2472325511447050107</id><published>2008-12-21T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:48:03.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Bruce Almighty was great!!! All hail Bruce!!! Hahaha, especially the Evan Baxter's part, i cracked my butts up!! So i went to the minimart just now, thought nobody was inside, but then, the 'Nenek' was in there buying some stuff. Haha, she was kinda cute talking to the cashier. =) I was looking for eggs when suddenly she asked me for some money since she's short of $$$. Haha, my first time having a "real" conversation with her. Usually she talks alone and people thought she is lunatic but i think not cause she maybe have some illness or something...(nyanyuk ehh...) that others can't just accept it, which makes her feel lonely with some grief sorrow know what mean..=( haha, well nenek, hope we'll meet again ya...=) And now im gonna check my 518 unread emails...haha..bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2472325511447050107?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2472325511447050107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2472325511447050107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2472325511447050107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2472325511447050107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-bruce-almighty-was-great-all-hail.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-9100555218568019236</id><published>2008-12-18T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:50:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...well yeah, today was the day where the sec 4s took their precious exam results. And after knowing that my guitar/takraw teacher, Hakimi did not make it to sec 5, it was a sign for us to start studying....NOW!!! Yeah, pity him and if i'm not gonna buck my ass up, then maybe i'll end up like him..or worse..Hmm..so yeah, im gonna work hard next year cause i still want to have a lil bit more fun before christmas...and i just think okay, i think that islam cannot celebrate christmas ya? christmas..hmm...remove the mas and you'll get christ..oh my shitty holes...hahaha..eh, i don't know man, cause i quited madrasah decades or centuries ago...hmm..and thats a waste i tell ya...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went swimming again today with Atikah, Insyirah, Azreen, Arafat and Hazmi...hmm..four boys two girls...it could have been more people, it could have been more...and next week, Sentosa outing!!! yessa!!! it has been long since i last visited there..hah...will be looking forward to it!!! okay i wanna rest, BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember what i told ya, just remember that it'll stay within you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-9100555218568019236?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/9100555218568019236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=9100555218568019236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9100555218568019236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/9100555218568019236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1385459491747516504</id><published>2008-12-16T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:12:22.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh...what a day, sitting at home alone with mum from morning till dusk. Haha, yeah, spending time with her was actually quite nice i shall say, hahaha...and now she's at work till tomorrow morning..how sad Najib, si ***** bapak kerja malam, si Najib mak kerja malam juga...if you know what i'm talking about..haha!!! Okay, can someone please tag me to do a survey or two or more cause i'm gonna be freaking bored now till school reopens i think...and im begging ya, haha..okay, bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eyes that shines like a star, and to get you, its like a gruesome war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1385459491747516504?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1385459491747516504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1385459491747516504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1385459491747516504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1385459491747516504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-3968357282259561922</id><published>2008-12-14T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:24:55.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i seriously had fun this week. Went bowling with Yasser and geng last thursday i think. Haha, it was off the fish hook!!! And next week, we're both organising a bowling tournament which consists of 20 people...or more. Anyone??? =) And yesterday was the best of the best...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly, i have my dance prac every Sat night at Yew Tee CC ya. So i went there yesterday and oh, the last time i went there was two weeks back.=) So i'm not updated if you know what i mean. Reached there but nobody was there, NOBODY!!! Thought i was early or something but nope, i was not because usually, the prac starts at 5pm till 10pm, i reached there at 7pm+. So yeah, thought of going home but then, i must call Cikgu Azmi since i have his number. I was planning not to call him but for emergencies only but yeah that was an emergency so i called him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the Azpirasi team was at Pasir Ris, having a BBQ and they overnight there too. He told me to join along but i declined his offers cause it was a totally last min thing. Besides, i only brought along my long pants. So walked towards the MRT station and i thought twice. Maybe if i join them, that is the only chance that i could really bond with them. If not, i will always be the quietest guy during our prac. So called mum about the BBQ thing. After some negotiations, she finally gave me the permission to go to the BBQ!!! Whoo!! And our negotiations was the best, she let me went there but in returned, not that i will be grounded or something, but i must come home early at 8am the next day. weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So called cikgu and informed him i was coming..alone. Yeah, my journey from the west to the east was totally alone and independent. Luckily i brought my brother's headphone along. haha!! So yeah, i was kinda lost getting there and after some time, i reached there finally at 9pm+.=) Haha, spent the rest of our time by playing taboo, dog and bone, twister and jenga. I cracked my ass up playing taboo, my left foot terseliuh till now when playing dog and bone, i had cramps because of twister and my secret was blown to dust thanks to jenga. After those games, talked to cikgu while watching him fishing. Yeah, it was kinda cool talking to him. =) Slept at around 5am but again, couldn't sleep because of rain. i thought that tent were supposed to be waterproof ya. Well, after a few mins or hour, the tent i was sleeping in was flooded i tell ya. we covered everything up but still, those droplets found a way and sneaked into our tent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went outside to the nearest hut and sat there with Aizad. We didn't talked much and i sit-sleeping there while waiting for the rain to stop. well, the most duration i slept was only for about an hour or more i think. Hah, when the rain stopped at around 10am plus, Aizad and i left the clan. Took bus to interchange and MRT home. Reached home, explained to mum why i was late and flew myself to bed and VOILA!! here i am posting a composition i think. Heh, so yeah, im gonna play games now..and tomorrow takraw prac guys!!! Btw, my abang sedare told me that i looked like Bill Kaulitz from Tokio hotel...-___________-...okay bye PEEPS!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;te quiero very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-3968357282259561922?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/3968357282259561922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=3968357282259561922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3968357282259561922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/3968357282259561922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-i-seriously-had-fun-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1448255639292136072</id><published>2008-12-07T14:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:29:18.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay people, time to update.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much had happened for these past few weeks, except last Friday where we helped out with Erzuan's sister's 'pernikahan' and it was very tiring and at the same time, super duper fun thanks to Adi yang kelakar merepek. =) Well, i really love the ceremony man, very the romantic know what i mean? And i can't wait for mine to happen. HAHA!! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm bored sitting at home rotting to death i think. Heh, i wanna go out but its hard to ask them out know what i mean? Hah...busy peeps these days..i wonder when we're gonna meet. *sigh. Well, abang wants to play vid games with me..again. BYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnKY3w9vI/AAAAAAAAAaw/GETuI7ZJhaM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnKY3w9vI/AAAAAAAAAaw/GETuI7ZJhaM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277065554055722738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnavKU5cI/AAAAAAAAAa4/opKu4T-qUgA/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnavKU5cI/AAAAAAAAAa4/opKu4T-qUgA/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277065834917062082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnh0ujucI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aEQk8fsHdXA/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnh0ujucI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aEQk8fsHdXA/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277065956670290370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnorS3YwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w42oEQ3fVkQ/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnorS3YwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w42oEQ3fVkQ/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277066074397303554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnviugJkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/y4myos9LWh0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnviugJkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/y4myos9LWh0/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277066192356386370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvn-ulCO4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/3yDLfHWRmGU/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvn-ulCO4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/3yDLfHWRmGU/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277066453235940226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psst, let me your Hero. *wink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1448255639292136072?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1448255639292136072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1448255639292136072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1448255639292136072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1448255639292136072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-people-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STvnKY3w9vI/AAAAAAAAAaw/GETuI7ZJhaM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1451012870458106923</id><published>2008-12-02T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:09:04.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, BBQ was fun, hell yeah it was. First of all, i thought it was a pit by the beach, but yeah it was a chalet man, haha, cool...that was me and Hafiz's plan for our clan but it ended up with the E3's instead...how cool is that? haha..moving on..Well, thanks to this chalet and ezza for inviting us, now i'm starting to bond with Azreen all..just like old times..haaah...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i'm not gonna share my whole journey here, cause i'm tired and my teeth is in pain..i'll tell you why later..=) So yeah, met them at lakeside, sat in the mrt and stared blankly into space, seriously, i have nothing to entertain myself with, no headphones, earpiece and psp too..i just didn't bring them along...and my guitar too!! Aww man i was so bored in there!! Hah...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at Bedok and took bus to east coast. There's some fuss while we're otw there but nevertheless, it was...hah, don't wanna talk about it...=) Haha, yeah, alighted at i don't know where and walked to the 'place'. It was very tiring, fun and kinda shocking...when that bicycle dude fell, hah, he almost made me laughed. Nak show off kan, amek kau. haha, =) well, get well soon or RIP ya..i don't give a shit about you, that's because you don't give a shit when we tried to help. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the 'place' but can't checked in cause we're all under 18 so yeah, Sadiy came to the rescue and checked us in.=) Our room was kinda squeezy but it was worth the 20 bucks i forked out. Got in, chilled a lil bit and played by the beach. After that, BBQ time. Then came Afat's gang, hah! Well, stopped bbqueing for awhile, rented bikes and cycled with the dudes and babes. It was fun though. Haha, then came back and continued with the BBQ. Ohya, Mr Foo was there when we came back, too bad Ms Teng forgot me i think. They stayed for not more than an hour and left. and cute baby though..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall skip our midnight plans cause im very lazy to type more. The next day, we checked out, and left our room with a very big mess, the bed, toilet seats and the refrigerator. Well sadiy, if they ever fine you, ask the chinese dudes to pay for the bed and the toilet seat, and diniy to pay for the refrigerator ya...wakaka..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i had a strong headaches that i had no mood for everthing at all, the breakfast, the laughs and the talks..well, sort of..haha! Took the bus and i was too 'high' that i forgot to bid ezza goodbye. goodbye ezza..=) well, she was separated from us for the going home part since she's meeting a friend..i think. so i slept in the bus and dropped at JE and took bus home from there. Well, thats all folks, pics coming up, and there's not much cause she sent me a few only. hah...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQfHYXwcrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IEywNdXGOoM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQfHYXwcrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IEywNdXGOoM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875275219333810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQg0HNUjkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_PgOe_3Z_5s/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQg0HNUjkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_PgOe_3Z_5s/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274877143217901122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQhq80SqlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/qVYtlwW88Sk/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQhq80SqlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/qVYtlwW88Sk/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878085321370194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQiZZUQv_I/AAAAAAAAAag/WikNAa_7ZZE/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQiZZUQv_I/AAAAAAAAAag/WikNAa_7ZZE/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878883245637618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQj4AicTnI/AAAAAAAAAao/vZ0hCgIBXLA/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQj4AicTnI/AAAAAAAAAao/vZ0hCgIBXLA/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274880508681801330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, woke up at around 1.00pm since i was super tired from playing games and crapped with abang the day before, and atikah called, saying that they're going swimming at 2pm. Yeye jer cakap hafiz ikut tapi dia called saying that he can't make it due to a last min plan. Yeah i was with him but Atikah insisted me on going. She forced me like, well ,you know right. Atikah kalau paksa, hah, macam man laksa. -_-..Btw fiz, Hajar pilih wan ke kimi uh? haha, aku tanye kau ni pun tak guna, kau bukannye baca...hah.. So yeah, i thought that i was the only guy there but thank god Afat and Azreen was there. phew you know, if not, i would be listening to girls talk. heh..=) Well, i didn't expect this but Nadiah, her friend i think and ira's family was there too...not to mention we met Atul, the new 3T1 guy, Syuk's friend...and Farhan!!! hahaha, cute sia him with the dyed hair and...stuff..-_-. Okay, about my teeth, i dived all the way down the water and my mouth hit the floor tiles real hard..-_- and my teeth almost cracked man!!! hah...it did actually but it was a lil bit...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for now, now is 2am sharp, hah, gonna eat, watch teavee and ponder about her know what i mean? hahaha..well, harap-harap dia sedar ya....dia sedar...hmm...okay bye!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Umm, one love please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1451012870458106923?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1451012870458106923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1451012870458106923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1451012870458106923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1451012870458106923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-bbq-was-fun-hell-yeah-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/STQfHYXwcrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IEywNdXGOoM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-5516584492974327368</id><published>2008-11-24T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:49:51.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gahh!! I seriously hate my dance prac warm-ups...now i have cramps all over my body..darn it!! And i also have training later at 8.30am. Hah, looks like i'm taking this dance seriously la seyy..haha. Well, last sat was kinda fun, despite the facts that i was alone. Lonely Najib indeed. Shab, you reading this? if you are, i encourage you to join me as this dance is well choreographed and is super impressive too, and it's kinda way out of our league, so its a challenge for us aye capich...=) Aight, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i have to cut my hair real sooooon, its very long to my beloved teachers but its very short to me...and my fringe is kinda irritating too..haha..cheyy!! Besides that, i think that im getting thinner...wth? i want to gain weight, not lose weight, you got that, FATS!!! damn you slimy yellowish substance...hah, and i want to be in the "acceptable" category..not "severely underweight" category...haaa..have to start to go gym every morning..its my daily routine ya know..haha, macam faham..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, BBQ's coming up, can't wait, seriously i can't wait!!! Hahaha...yeah, i have nothing else in mind uh...seriously, blank mind, hmmm, well, i watched a documentary  about KL's biggest project. They're constructing a 3km tunnel that waters and moving vehicles can go through it know what i mean? well, their aim for this project is to manage flood problems...kachink!! Geog babe..hah, i love discovery channel..weee!!=) and i will end my post here...cause i lost..shit!!! bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm....i'm speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-5516584492974327368?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/5516584492974327368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=5516584492974327368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5516584492974327368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/5516584492974327368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/11/gahh-i-seriously-hate-my-dance-prac.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2058976202706231162</id><published>2008-11-18T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:03:54.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sooo gonna miss you my seniors, I'm gonna miss you...well, i had fun during their graduation night, even i was just only helping out, they made me feel like I'm one of them know what i mean? Aha, i think the costs of the party was worth it...woo!! Can't wait to graduate man..seriously, i can't wait..aright, moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it has been more than a week and i didn't went out. Went out as in going to far places like jp, east coast etc...not places like 399, block 158 senior corner, court and all other places that is surrounding my estates know what i mean...=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was kinda different, i think. Met up with Ira and Farez at TJCC. I heard that there was some meeting about OT. Now, i have no idea wth OT means okay. so i thought the meeting was about talk talk talk blah blah blah which i can endure but it turns out to be a mass dance practice instead...and ya, OT stands for Organizing Team, and its for the sec one orientation mass dance next year...-___- But hell i met Sinar, haha, my pri school bestest buddy..haaa...and she didn't change a bit..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its late now, and I'm in pain..plus, i have nothing else to add...except that our research about 'love' is due this Wednesday so, must work hard!!! Haha, can't miss this opportunity if you know what i mean...=) BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I'm gonna move on now, like you want it to be,&lt;br /&gt;You know how much does that makes me feel?&lt;br /&gt;Oh i seriously can't stop ****ing you,&lt;br /&gt;Among all others, give me a chance to show you I'm for real...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2058976202706231162?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2058976202706231162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2058976202706231162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2058976202706231162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2058976202706231162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sooo-gonna-miss-you-my-seniors-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-4341485434558866207</id><published>2008-11-14T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:03:43.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shab asked me to do this survey, well, here goes...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1: People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2: Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm, yeah i have. Even my grandma too...&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;-No, hell no, cause i will feel weird, and if i were to fall with a girl older than me, i'll fell weirder so yeah, i rather fall for someone who has the same age as me. Does that answer your ques? Haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;-As long as i can. And i'm doing it now,...*wink&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;-Donate all to anak yatim..haha, macam paham..i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;-Haha, yeah yeah why not right? haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;-Being loved by someone...if i love someone and she doesn't love me back, i'll feel paisey know what i mean? Haha...=)&lt;br /&gt;7. If your parents didn't understand your big dreams,what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;-Explain and explain and explain till they capich. Hahaha..=)&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Just wait uh, if can't, move on then...but that usually leaves us with a broken heart right...&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the first thing you want to do when you're legal?&lt;br /&gt;-Go clubbing uh, don't want to miss that chance yo...haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if your significant other cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, confrontation is a good thing, if not, cheat back uh..=)&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;-Fcuking long hair, wearing smart mamat clothes and a cute wife beside me..haha!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;-Well, family, the others you should know...&lt;br /&gt;13. How many times your heart has been broken?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm, to be specific, my heart cannot be broken, that leads me to death...Haha..and once btw..=)&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;-Single and rich? If i'm rich, then can marry and have family...its all about strategy people..strategy..haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, blue, red, green, orange..oh wth, i like all colours...&lt;br /&gt;16. If you're attached but you feel as if you like someone else, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, nahh, i don't think that will ever happen to me..i hope..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, it depends on the cocked-up situation...&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;-Nahh, i won't answer this ques, you should know..=)&lt;br /&gt;19. Choose one, normal relationships or serious relationships?&lt;br /&gt;-Umm, serious relationships? haha!!, Ezza knows why...heee..=)&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you thinking about now?&lt;br /&gt;-Thinking about the survival of Lt. Charles Taylor of the captain, Flight 19..Ezza miss this part, which is my favourite part too..sobsob..haha..=) I'm actually thinking whether i should still wait..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to so this survey: Hmm...Ezza/Yasser/Diniy/Fitri/Fira.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-4341485434558866207?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/4341485434558866207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=4341485434558866207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4341485434558866207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/4341485434558866207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/11/shab-asked-me-to-do-this-survey-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-1171352369767075776</id><published>2008-11-12T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:35:08.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i'm seriously whacked now. I've watched WLIIA on youtube, thanks to Syakila, and now i can't stop smiling. Heeee...=) Okay i have nothing to update about, sorry to you k, so i will just share with you what me and ezza's next research is about..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;back..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;well, lets continue, love is wonderful, love is sweet, but it truly hurts, when he/she cheats...haha, cheyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;EH THATS NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, really? that was on my mind when i think of rhyming it..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;haahahha it really rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, yeah it does..well, you try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;k let me think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;im not rlly good at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, me too, now just type whats on your mind now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;ok,hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;love is painful,love is soar.but i wonder why,people want some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha!!! eh, thats good....cause i can't answer it...nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;some more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;wait eh..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;eh anyway brb eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;okay sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;true love means forever, but does that exist even when you hate her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;eh cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, blank mind...your turn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;ok hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;wait ah,now i blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;okay...don't think hard, nanti beruban..wakaka..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha ok when i have one i'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;okay, well, i have somemore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna see? but i don't think its good uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;its okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;just give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;bismillah..hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;he likes her, even though he gave her a thousand hint, but he will soon find out, that true love stays within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;AWWH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;thats nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;i got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;when youre together,love is wonderful.when she cheats on you,you feel like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;that is true!!! fool ah, fool like a bull..haha...SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;sweet....macam lagu sweet emotion..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;now your turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;the romantic place is none other than bbq pit, but don't go too much cause she might hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhha hey thats true tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, wait, i got more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;abc's, if i were to arrange it, i would put U and I together, and beside it, is the word forever...haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;AWWH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;i love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;Aww, thanks!! your turn now..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;im really out of idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezza.Jay says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib.I says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, me too...okay, enough of that already..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now you know the upcoming topic? If no, go find out yourself...bye!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sitting here, all by myself, just trying to think of something to do....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-1171352369767075776?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/1171352369767075776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=1171352369767075776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1171352369767075776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/1171352369767075776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-im-seriously-whacked-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990251490035524650.post-2068367294706431722</id><published>2008-11-08T15:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:31:57.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay time for updates.=) Last week was as usual, dance practice, and thursday was fun. The dancers went to watch a show at NUS. The performance was splendid, Thanks to our chinese dancers for a well done performance...and also the cute little kids dancing, breaking and splitting...haha, so cool. And our P, VP and Mrs/Mr Lim came to watch too...i thought this event was a low profile thing to us but no it ain't. Haha.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Shab and gangs that i didn't make it to the Sentosa outing. Seems that the boys is counting on me, and thanks to me, none of them came. Hafiz wanted to come but when i told him i couldn't make it, i never heard from him again, until yesterday when we played takraw. And when both of us didn't make it, Luqman also joined in. Hah, sorry girls, that there was no boys to accompany you babes. And i promise, we'll go there again in December and i'll try to get a free ride again ya?=) So for now, we'll focus on our BBQ to come aight...=) Okay done, bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click to enlarge and sorry for some blurr pics!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVHA3IFRkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/cSvXWNszlus/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVHA3IFRkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/cSvXWNszlus/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193419403085378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah we played pool at Chevrons.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVHmUT3FeI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z2AjJKnKUjk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVHmUT3FeI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z2AjJKnKUjk/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266194062892275170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Deepavali people.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVIXPu4X3I/AAAAAAAAAZA/oR88BKKUerg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVIXPu4X3I/AAAAAAAAAZA/oR88BKKUerg/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266194903477018482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syurafa.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVI4f79DuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/vMWTlLRfDa0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVI4f79DuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/vMWTlLRfDa0/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266195474762501858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amirul.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVJgJHyRPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/XvDQtEoo6FI/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVJgJHyRPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/XvDQtEoo6FI/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266196155832878322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zulkarnain.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVKDnIaGfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/De1HnWIwjQg/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVKDnIaGfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/De1HnWIwjQg/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266196765183973874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azim with a big smile on his face.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVLDX9-cVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/95-wwCmD7wg/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVLDX9-cVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/95-wwCmD7wg/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266197860625314130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, Najib.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVLctRPAII/AAAAAAAAAZo/7ecTGIS_6N4/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVLctRPAII/AAAAAAAAAZo/7ecTGIS_6N4/s320/8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266198295839965314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us feat Farah and Baizura.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVMJenq7nI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8n2jb2iDD6w/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVMJenq7nI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8n2jb2iDD6w/s320/9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266199065001651826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was showing off my boxers, Azim was not yet ready, Zul was begging for something, Afa and Fai jumped.=) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVNbYTmb7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/uSFCGG0111Q/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVNbYTmb7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/uSFCGG0111Q/s320/10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266200472056131506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you see the 'V' shape?=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey you, please don't ignore me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990251490035524650-2068367294706431722?l=najib-bijan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/feeds/2068367294706431722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990251490035524650&amp;postID=2068367294706431722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2068367294706431722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990251490035524650/posts/default/2068367294706431722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://najib-bijan.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-time-for-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Najib Bin Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967434548101824634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SVT6KAUwNJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-oKj3Li2-0/S220/DSC01682_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub2x3FHQkbE/SRVHA3IFRkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/cSvXWNszlus/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
