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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-8138116500680315927</id><published>2007-03-01T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T13:39:40.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down with the sickness</title><content type='html'>i'm friggin down with a cold&lt;br /&gt;mom says i've been working too hard on my everythings&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i love my everythings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we jammed from 11pm to 2am&lt;br /&gt;another first for danielle&lt;br /&gt;i think i got this cold from wan, coz he was sick before&lt;br /&gt;and now we're threatening to get the whole band down with the sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonyte's another jamming nyte&lt;br /&gt;even thou i'm sick i'm still gonna go&lt;br /&gt;gotta get some work done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i hate being sick&lt;br /&gt;i'll be like the most desperate sick person to get cured&lt;br /&gt;i'll be like popping in pills n making watever hot soup n stuff&lt;br /&gt;being sick doesn't help when you've got loads to do&lt;br /&gt;actually, i always make sure i've got loads to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hur hur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epeyn epeyn... same ol same ol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;em&gt;bestfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything's fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seize...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-8138116500680315927?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/8138116500680315927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=8138116500680315927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming's been good&lt;br /&gt;i cant thank the guys more for trying to accomodate the percussions&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not their everyday cig, but they made do with it&lt;br /&gt;pump room in 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;gotta work harder, jam sumore...&lt;br /&gt;i'mma be missing the big  break dat i've yearned for wif my family&lt;br /&gt;chances taken, sacrifices made..&lt;br /&gt;dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot i could step out&lt;br /&gt;and finally move off to another arena&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, family is love&lt;br /&gt;we're back in this together, again..&lt;br /&gt;no worries, i'm in this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's missing&lt;br /&gt;i'm being asked for more&lt;br /&gt;yet i don't know what am i suppose to offer&lt;br /&gt;for where i stand&lt;br /&gt;i'm offering almost all that i could afford to&lt;br /&gt;am i really that lesser to offer what's expected?&lt;br /&gt;or am i just diffrent?&lt;br /&gt;not the every picture that is seen&lt;br /&gt;not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;not every happy ending that is expected&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i can do&lt;br /&gt;not left with even a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;boys don't cry&lt;br /&gt;men don't concede&lt;br /&gt;no guts no glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-5250523737220594602?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/5250523737220594602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=5250523737220594602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Haaaiiissshhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear friend, it was a bad experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll never happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-7921272101973331941?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/7921272101973331941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=7921272101973331941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/7921272101973331941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/7921272101973331941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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store....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*to be continued*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sukhoi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-116948112393441840?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/116948112393441840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=116948112393441840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116948112393441840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116948112393441840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2007/01/candy-man.html' title='the candy man'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-116875948577567161</id><published>2007-01-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:24:45.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ep5</title><content type='html'>Shoved to the wall...&lt;br /&gt;Screamed in the face...&lt;br /&gt;Thrown to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;Dissed...&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price i paid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you made me realise that i could only count on myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-116875948577567161?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/116875948577567161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=116875948577567161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116875948577567161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116875948577567161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2007/01/ep5.html' title='Ep5'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-116585254168844249</id><published>2006-12-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:55:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The show...</title><content type='html'>Yes.. even if u cant believe it&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to update my blog  =p&lt;br /&gt;Been ages ryte.. ouh waddaheck.. &lt;br /&gt;Coz now, there are stories to tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muzikarama 2006&lt;br /&gt;"Pulangkanlah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish... a maelstrom of emotions hit me once it was done..&lt;br /&gt;It was everything, yeah.. everything..&lt;br /&gt;I look back at the days when the idea was born..&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Zana who wanted to do something about fairytales&lt;br /&gt;* if it wasn't zana den sorry eh dah luper ah saper =p *&lt;br /&gt;den yeah, the idea was slowly developed.. &lt;br /&gt;i could remember how excited we were&lt;br /&gt;nak mix fairytales lah, ni lah, tu la.. sumer nak!&lt;br /&gt;abeh yang satu nak nyanyi, yang satu nak joget, yang satu nak jadi hero..&lt;br /&gt;the enthusiasm sparked even before anything was written down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was process, process, process...&lt;br /&gt;Script, music, technicalities, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;Work began early but biasa ah, susah nak meet dateline..&lt;br /&gt;Kata SSP =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining the script writing team was shakinah, khai, and amalina.. new batch of cubs =)&lt;br /&gt;Zana ngan aku just kecoh kecoh je sana sini...&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it was tough man to do the script&lt;br /&gt;Like.. getting a solid plot&lt;br /&gt;Finding areas to manipulate...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the characteristics of each character&lt;br /&gt;And of coz, the ending is always a problem&lt;br /&gt;SSP hates happy endings, i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;S'been like that since last time..&lt;br /&gt;So it took awhile to kill the happy doves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Script done, audition time!!&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved audition.. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, this time, last year's batch got to sit wif me at da director's table&lt;br /&gt;Kaysiao eh korang.. &lt;br /&gt;And then they came.. the new cubs.. &lt;br /&gt;Wow.. i'm always amazed at raw talent.. &lt;br /&gt;If you're wise enough u can spot hidden talents..&lt;br /&gt;Some are natural, some needs polishing, some nak kene korek dalam dalam..&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, that's the fun part, coz that was how we all started&lt;br /&gt;and we're reminded of the times when it was us who were auditioning...&lt;br /&gt;Sumer nervous giler nye, anticipating what the director gonna ask them to do&lt;br /&gt;Hafal script giler babi nye, sampai tersasul-sasul member eh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Masok je terus kene soal. Hadis siak, nak step tekan orang&lt;br /&gt;Dier buat muker siak dier, abeh step garang ah ni ah tu ah..&lt;br /&gt;Padahal dalam hati member tengah gelakkan orang seh&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, suro act, nyanyi.. stuff like dat&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when Amalina walked into the room..&lt;br /&gt;We asked her to sing "the" song..&lt;br /&gt;She sang...&lt;br /&gt;After 2 lines i told her to stop..&lt;br /&gt;She thot we didnt like it..&lt;br /&gt;After she left, all of us agreed that our bulu roma berdiri..&lt;br /&gt;She was awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was casting.. tough time man&lt;br /&gt;Apparently tak cukop orang&lt;br /&gt;So called up good ol frens to join the band wagon&lt;br /&gt;Bob, a good ol fren since MI days..&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq, the crazy kid who's been waiting for his opportunity&lt;br /&gt;Shaiful, a cast member from last year's show&lt;br /&gt;Eventually these 3 became Babengs&lt;br /&gt;* untok pengetahuan semua, Babeng = Baboon + Kambeng *&lt;br /&gt;For da rest, we tried a new system of not confirming the cast till we're satisfied&lt;br /&gt;It worked, but there were a few casualties, they left..&lt;br /&gt;Sayang ah...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta understand that things won't always turn out the way u want&lt;br /&gt;For everything else, i guess we picked em well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings started.. very slow progress...&lt;br /&gt;Ourselves to blame? Definitely...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope things like this wont happen again for the future cubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the music side of things, it seemed pretty good&lt;br /&gt;Joining us were Jeff Natawate and Afiq Junior&lt;br /&gt;Bloody talented buggers, we're lucky to catch em&lt;br /&gt;Jeff was like an answering prayer from me n Jad&lt;br /&gt;we didnt know who could replace us in percussions, but Jeff came along&lt;br /&gt;Afiq on the other hand is a unique breed&lt;br /&gt;He plays a friggin acordian..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, where else can u find a teen who plays this shit these days..&lt;br /&gt;Afiq does =)&lt;br /&gt;Compliments to Jeff and Afiq heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking over the props was Nazif&lt;br /&gt;He works like 24/7 man..&lt;br /&gt;Always bugging me whenever we bump into each other..&lt;br /&gt;"Eh biler dapat duit ah? I want to buy this this this this.."&lt;br /&gt;Kiwak... got ATM tattoed on my forehead ker..&lt;br /&gt;But i admire his enthusiasm and consistency..&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, member cakap je nak tarik budak budak Nurdeen jadi Propstars&lt;br /&gt;Eventually i think all of the Propstars were guys&lt;br /&gt;Nazif, next time don't be cheeky =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adillah and Nurul did costumes...&lt;br /&gt;Dey did well ah if i shd say..&lt;br /&gt;Look at what the cast wore on D-Day&lt;br /&gt;Kan lawa tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we went along, things got tougher...&lt;br /&gt;S'tough to get a whole bunch of people to listen&lt;br /&gt;And i don't like to lose my temper..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to avoid... tried..&lt;br /&gt;The seniors did their best to make things work&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes shit calls for more out of a person&lt;br /&gt;Haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Day...&lt;br /&gt;The day before this, i lost it and threw a blast of temper&lt;br /&gt;For just one second, i thot everyone was shocked..&lt;br /&gt;And then u can hear the silence which was like extinct before this happened..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, apparently Efin can lose control too ya know..&lt;br /&gt;And hours before rehearsal i did it again..&lt;br /&gt;Should i say that they deserved it? Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;But i could'ave done it in a better way...&lt;br /&gt;For all that, I'm sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it had to be that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes before the show, we rallied backstage&lt;br /&gt;A few words nonetheless.. and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;The show is ours, the stage is yours..&lt;br /&gt;Go kick some ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Pentaskan dongengmu ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the cast, musicians, Propstars, crew, production team, Exco, Nurdeen, Nurhayat..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys were awesome.. no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;And you bloody get better in future coz i know you guys got potential&lt;br /&gt;Nizal and As, fabulous chemistry on stage&lt;br /&gt;Hadis and Nad, lovely man, jus lovely...&lt;br /&gt;Acap and Su.. haha, what can i say..&lt;br /&gt;Acap was just himself on stage and we loved it to bits&lt;br /&gt;Su..alahaaai sumer kata cute!&lt;br /&gt;Tubbies and Babengs, kickass performance!&lt;br /&gt;Babengs binatang paling burok, Tubbies paling cute..&lt;br /&gt;Nice combination dunchu think so?&lt;br /&gt;Matreps, gua lurp sama korang ah!&lt;br /&gt;and Fuad will always have his brader lurp wif him wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;*at this point i know he's cursing me already*&lt;br /&gt;Pokoks! Eventually you guys made the Magic forest alive ah! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;To all de other cast, i dont hafta mention ur names&lt;br /&gt;but everyone will remember the magic you did on stage&lt;br /&gt;You guys were kickass awesome, each and everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making it work =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Musicians&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamil on guitars, Jad on bass&lt;br /&gt;Didi on djembe, Jeff on drums and rebana&lt;br /&gt;Afiq Junior on acordian, keyboard, saw, whistle... all dat jazz&lt;br /&gt;With this kindof line up, no doubt the music was drop dead awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so glad that we've got you guys with us..&lt;br /&gt;Such talent.. none wasted.. Just awesome man, AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Propstars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.. really really awesome...&lt;br /&gt;A huge jump from last years..&lt;br /&gt;Since everything was done from scratch..&lt;br /&gt;Eventually it looked awesome on stage&lt;br /&gt;From the forest walls to the flying rocks and scissors&lt;br /&gt;And the huge cupboard *tu bende senang pecah seh*&lt;br /&gt;Nazif, you're awesome...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for halting your progress if i ever did so&lt;br /&gt;You and your team did awesomely well..&lt;br /&gt;You guys will definitely be in my hall of fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those at backstage and handling the spotlights&lt;br /&gt;You guys made sure the show's transitions were smooth&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for working hard on this&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to tell u that "panic" comes together with the job =p&lt;br /&gt;But nontheless, things worked out great =)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making it work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Production Team&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior lions and the addition of a few cubs&lt;br /&gt;We worked our asses of much earlier didnt we...&lt;br /&gt;Even before the cast even existed&lt;br /&gt;For all the hard working times, it was worth it&lt;br /&gt;Squeezed our brain to get every inch of idea for this show&lt;br /&gt;Stayed so late to finish work&lt;br /&gt;All the stress and panic that came along&lt;br /&gt;Haish, we went thru alot didnt we...&lt;br /&gt;But like i always say, no guts no glory..&lt;br /&gt;Tasted glory? Nice isn't it? =p&lt;br /&gt;You guys are awesome. Hall of fame beybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exco, Nurdeen, Nurhayat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much guys&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping us out when we were near draining point&lt;br /&gt;To my president Faizul, thanks so much bro&lt;br /&gt;And like i've told u all the time, you're just awesome&lt;br /&gt;YOur ways and leadership are just nothing that others can contend with&lt;br /&gt;For leading MLS through this, i thank you once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish... Penat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Fahmi for helping me get the smoke machine&lt;br /&gt;Asri *Sash's bf* for helping out as well&lt;br /&gt;The Ancient Lions for coming down occasionaly =)&lt;br /&gt;Huda for her gym ball, which became Lala's toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to Hadis.. &lt;br /&gt;You've done alot for us&lt;br /&gt;Helped me out with things, especially when i'm not there&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much bro for all that you've done&lt;br /&gt;Jaga adek aku baik-baik =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coz, i gotta thank my successor and the Chief, Maisarah&lt;br /&gt;It was so tough on you wasn't it&lt;br /&gt;Well u held on girl =)&lt;br /&gt;You were so enduring, i admire that&lt;br /&gt;I guess i've taught you all that i can offer...2 years okay~&lt;br /&gt;And if thru this process, i've did wrong and stuff like dat..&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apologise kay girl...&lt;br /&gt;Be strong..&lt;br /&gt;Don't be like me...&lt;br /&gt;Be better than me..&lt;br /&gt;Take care of the Lions and cubs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the people who shared the journey with us&lt;br /&gt;THE AUDIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;haha... thank you to everyone and anyone who came&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we know the bloopers were... err.. bloopers&lt;br /&gt;But we really hoped you enjoyed the show&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey with the lions will end soon...&lt;br /&gt;* that is, if i graduate ah *&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say man... 3 years is alot dammit~&lt;br /&gt;i'll prolly tell you guys when we meet for dinner some time..&lt;br /&gt;The best times we had, the worst times.. Every moment..&lt;br /&gt;Every drop of blood and tears..&lt;br /&gt;Anger, sadness, love and hate...&lt;br /&gt;Priceless...&lt;br /&gt;Could never has asked for the perfect lot..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are my family... i love ya'll to bits n pieces..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you so much for being part of my life..&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will we go on from here?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, thats for you guys to choose...&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry i'll still be around..&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on roaring, keep on having crazy ideas..&lt;br /&gt;It works =)&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far away, i'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;Please don't follow me tonyte...&lt;br /&gt;And while i'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Another Lion takes his bow ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-116585254168844249?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/116585254168844249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=116585254168844249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116585254168844249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116585254168844249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/12/show.html' title='The show...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-116050037798451987</id><published>2006-10-11T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:12:58.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog seh...</title><content type='html'>I don't really know why i ever had a blog in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;So ryte now, i'm not too sure what to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;Ahh waddaheck.. let's see what i can spill out at random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gap'ero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always busy... always always always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muzikarama 2... fooh.. babeng betol ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP.................... is FYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audi says this year raya is "semangat raya 5 minit"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audi needs to study for his O levels... babeng ah dekni.. asek mrayap jek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad's back in sch.. good for u mate! Pi blaja sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss good old things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Maelstrom guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gremlins... what a tournament it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well soon i'll be leaving all these behind...&lt;br /&gt;gotta serve da dang nation...&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;at least i'll get my break then =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast to myself for all thing's done and all thing's ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't try to understand this.. it's meant for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~No guts no glory bebeh!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-116050037798451987?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/116050037798451987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=116050037798451987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116050037798451987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/116050037798451987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-seh.html' title='Blog seh...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-115842400209415223</id><published>2006-09-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:26:42.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just came to say...</title><content type='html'>As i lay my words.. it's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I know you're neva gonna see this...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe last time you would'ave.. well... last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographic memoirs of things that were..&lt;br /&gt;Things that made everyday beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;The reason to smile about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its gone...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being cliche, but darn it..&lt;br /&gt;It's just me...&lt;br /&gt;Ohh fuck the same old boring phrase&lt;br /&gt;Like saying it doesn't mean shit anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry.. does it mean shit anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, when did shit ever mean anything seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.. all i meant to say to you is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really.. i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don't expect nothing else from this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-115842400209415223?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/115842400209415223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=115842400209415223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/115842400209415223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/115842400209415223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-came-to-say.html' title='I just came to say...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-115194378207260966</id><published>2006-07-04T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:23:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No... not this time...</title><content type='html'>I'm sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanx zana for passing me da bug... &lt;br /&gt;Now i've got heavy eyes.. makes it small like jad's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jef's a kickass percussionist&lt;br /&gt;A step closer to samba reggeatton?&lt;br /&gt;We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same things happening again...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm kinda tired to help solve it..&lt;br /&gt;But i know eventually.. i'll be there again...&lt;br /&gt;S'time to grow up.. and listen rather than just say&lt;br /&gt;As much as you want people to understand you, &lt;br /&gt;it's that much that they want you to understand them..&lt;br /&gt;Respect? Earn it my fren... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to teach you kids some manners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to teach myself some manners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still wanna go Bali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Axxurri Sousa ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-115194378207260966?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/115194378207260966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=115194378207260966' title='0 Comments'/><link 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pressurize all into one..&lt;br /&gt;This is very random man... &lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stressed, but where's da pressure comin from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i thot i'd be free..&lt;br /&gt;No more... no more...&lt;br /&gt;But i havva feeling once i had this done,&lt;br /&gt;something bigger is coming over...&lt;br /&gt;It's a shocker... trust me.. &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same old problem...&lt;br /&gt;The same old feeling..&lt;br /&gt;We don't get tired of it do we?&lt;br /&gt;One after the other and another and another...&lt;br /&gt;Still rummaging thru, that's what everyone's doing..&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sakes man take a break and chill off man..&lt;br /&gt;Stop making yourselves look like a fool dumbass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky...&lt;br /&gt;No, ok i apologize but i gotta brag about this bit..&lt;br /&gt;I am friggin talented.. and i wanna get better...&lt;br /&gt;Shit like this don't happen all da time..&lt;br /&gt;And s'not free either, but i'm gettin paid to do it...&lt;br /&gt;S'gonna start pouring in when they call...&lt;br /&gt;Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you... no not you.. i'm only talkin to that person..&lt;br /&gt;Bug off... your really a pest... &lt;br /&gt;Asking stupid f**king questions..&lt;br /&gt;And i hope u realize that coz its pissing me off...&lt;br /&gt;Shut yo mouth, stop messing with my life...&lt;br /&gt;I've been too polite and friendly.. s'time for you to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you... no, not da one that i jus told to f**k off&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you... &lt;br /&gt;You've been away... where were you?&lt;br /&gt;We need you back.. and we'll definitely wait...&lt;br /&gt;Come back love... come back when you're ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear... wow man...&lt;br /&gt;you're really good at this..&lt;br /&gt;Impressed me every bit... &lt;br /&gt;And i thot u were a joke...&lt;br /&gt;But what i've seen... i've gotta swallow my words..&lt;br /&gt;You're awesome.. and i bet i've told u that alotta times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the 2 of yous...&lt;br /&gt;Kickass punkstars... &lt;br /&gt;I shall not reveal much..&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say congratulations..&lt;br /&gt;and good luck..&lt;br /&gt;All's fair in love and war...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't trouble yourselves trying to understand what i've just said..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sukhoi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-114814359076847801?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/114814359076847801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=114814359076847801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/114814359076847801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/114814359076847801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-yo-face.html' title='In yo face....'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-114573557687348553</id><published>2006-04-23T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:52:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing of Power</title><content type='html'>My dear &lt;strong&gt;Sang Singa Purba &lt;/strong&gt;Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the story of the the red indian boy&lt;br /&gt;who grew up to be Chief.. and lead his family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along, i only hoped to keep the family together&lt;br /&gt;thru love, hate, misery, tears, laughters...&lt;br /&gt;and to showcase our various talents..&lt;br /&gt;talent which has no limits, no boundaries..&lt;br /&gt;all that will eventually tell our story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been thru alot.. yes alot my dear..&lt;br /&gt;and every second of it will always be in me&lt;br /&gt;for i hold it dearly, the times spent with the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the start i'z nervous to be the caretaker&lt;br /&gt;how could i? i'z an ass when i was cub in SSP&lt;br /&gt;made alot of nuisance and gave headaches to Huda,Haddad and Izzati &lt;br /&gt;the only thing i had was passion, passion to perform..&lt;br /&gt;haha ok actually i didnt even want to have anything to do with SSP&lt;br /&gt;initially...&lt;br /&gt;but that's an old story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i wanna thank my ex-Chief, &lt;strong&gt;Nurhuda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a million.. for giving me the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;the chance to continue the breed of a crazy loving family&lt;br /&gt;and guide em to wherever we desire to venture&lt;br /&gt;from our small cosy family, to the crazy bunch we have now..&lt;br /&gt;its awesome isnt it? yeah it is...&lt;br /&gt;Once again, tanx Huda.. you're always my ex-Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt; with me.. my dear 2nd Chief&lt;br /&gt;Bro, tanx for all, yes all that u shared with me&lt;br /&gt;it was damn tough taking care of the cubs back then&lt;br /&gt;fine! it still is tough now!! u all pain in de ass man!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well what i gave is what i got, good for me..&lt;br /&gt;me and Khai would monkey around when we were cubs..&lt;br /&gt;n den when we're Chiefs, we got like 20+ monkeys all over&lt;br /&gt;just to make u guys sit n listen is tough&lt;br /&gt;ape lagi kalau suruh datang for training...&lt;br /&gt;SSP's bad habbit of coming an hour later den stated&lt;br /&gt;and side-tracking whenever we stop for a breather..&lt;br /&gt;oh we are so good at doing that aren't we..&lt;br /&gt;We got impatient, sometimes losing it..&lt;br /&gt;But eventually we got thru.. nothing beats that&lt;br /&gt;I'mma take this opportunity to thank you bro..&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pleasure.. Thank you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could neva have done anything right&lt;br /&gt;without the senior loins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jihad,Najib,Nadz,Sham,Haddad,Izzati,Nazlyn,Fahmi,Afiq,Acap,Hadis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys were always there.. Always supporting..&lt;br /&gt;The fond memories of endless training nytes..&lt;br /&gt;The morning practices at Citylink..&lt;br /&gt;That "entity" video.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Sheesha adventures, camwhoring at that particular lane..&lt;br /&gt;And more and more nonsense, awesome shit man...&lt;br /&gt;Life is neva boring and mundane with you guys around&lt;br /&gt;Its more twisted, hilarious, cozy, and noisy la..&lt;br /&gt;That's more like it!&lt;br /&gt;We all ran SSP like a crazy circus train.. &lt;br /&gt;But beneath all our nonsense.. we're a family..&lt;br /&gt;A family.. that's already enough to tell a story..&lt;br /&gt;This is one story i will never forget..&lt;br /&gt;One family i love so much... &lt;br /&gt;One passion burning in our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;Everybit... everybit of it was neva wasted..&lt;br /&gt;Its worth everything that i could ever dear for..&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be in my hall of fame... &lt;br /&gt;I love you guys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i forget the bloody cubs..&lt;br /&gt;Haha, u guys make my world twirl..&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of you, pain in the ass you know!!&lt;br /&gt;Ingat senang pe?!?! Korang peh karena macam macam siao!&lt;br /&gt;Yang satu pimp, yang satu rock jiwang&lt;br /&gt;Yang satu asik melalaaaak je =p&lt;br /&gt;Yang duer ekor tu slenger baong nak mampos&lt;br /&gt;*u know damn well who the 2 of u are haha!*&lt;br /&gt;Lagi seekor tu, asik nak baleeek je..&lt;br /&gt;Abeh ada yang berbulu tu! Tapi dia takpa,&lt;br /&gt;dier boleh act any part! tu yang terror tu!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi "R" dier karat ah hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;yang lagi seekor tu kelakar seram..&lt;br /&gt;yelah, asik nampak bende kat pokok, mana tak seram?!&lt;br /&gt;Hai, ada lagi ah budak budak ni yang macam2 karena&lt;br /&gt;Nak cakap sumer cam leceh kan..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... ~&lt;br /&gt;ok lah... *back to english*&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, its your crazy antics that make us perfect&lt;br /&gt;Becoz perfect neva exists, but we do =)&lt;br /&gt;We exist in a family that centers upon nonsensical shitz&lt;br /&gt;The shit that has love for one another..&lt;br /&gt;Shit that make u wanna punk each other so badly,&lt;br /&gt;and then kiss and make-up, coz u can neva live without em..&lt;br /&gt;And i can't deny the talent that you have within..&lt;br /&gt;Each so different, yet able to compliment each other&lt;br /&gt;Put your heads together and u can even get an encore&lt;br /&gt;My days as Chief was mostly centered on you lot..&lt;br /&gt;you saw me, u saw how i worked.. &lt;br /&gt;you saw where i succeeded..&lt;br /&gt;you saw where i failed...&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometimes you could even see thru me..&lt;br /&gt;you know why i work hard to keep the family together&lt;br /&gt;you know why i hardly lose my temper..&lt;br /&gt;We grew up together... that's how u know..&lt;br /&gt;And now you're all senior lions.. cheyyy kembang kepaa~&lt;br /&gt;For everything that i've shared with u guys,&lt;br /&gt;please remember one thing...&lt;br /&gt;We're a family, take care and love each other..&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna punk also at least say sorry lah after dat&lt;br /&gt;Den punk sumore kay.. Den say sorry again..&lt;br /&gt;That's the way to dot it..&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;Good Doggy~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of you, i love you guys to bits n pieces&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has finally come&lt;br /&gt;for me to pass down my post&lt;br /&gt;to one that the family trust&lt;br /&gt;to lead, to guide.. to take care of the family&lt;br /&gt;to continue what i left upon..&lt;br /&gt;and go further and do better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hand the post "Chief of SSP" &lt;br /&gt;to darling ex-wife Maisarah "Fiona" Dong&lt;br /&gt;we'll take your lead...&lt;br /&gt;and we'll run the family, all of us..&lt;br /&gt;Mai, take care of them..&lt;br /&gt;and everything will be alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Vice Chief&lt;br /&gt;Khai "Didi"&lt;br /&gt;You're the big brother...&lt;br /&gt;if any cubs makes trouble, just spank em and kick em upside down&lt;br /&gt;Den say sorry lah..&lt;br /&gt;Anyone tries to to mess wif da family..&lt;br /&gt;Biasa ah.. bedal je, den say sorry again tau..&lt;br /&gt;Standard procedure, you'll get used to it =p&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kkk bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;Take care of the family too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Vice Chief&lt;br /&gt;my dear adek Suzana "Zana Seleleh"&lt;br /&gt;so u think seleleh is a cool thing huh?&lt;br /&gt;like watever lah kaaan~&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kk..&lt;br /&gt;Be a good girl, don't steal anyone's boyfrens&lt;br /&gt;Don't camwhore too much nanti lens pecah&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, let your creativity run wild..&lt;br /&gt;Watever nonsense u have in your head, jus spill it out&lt;br /&gt;It'll turn out good...&lt;br /&gt;We always make nonsense look good =p&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone bully u, tell abang..&lt;br /&gt;I'll kick their ass upside down man..&lt;br /&gt;Of coz lah i'll say sorry after that =)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. you take care of the family too ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of the family.. &lt;br /&gt;what more can i say man...&lt;br /&gt;As far as we are now.. we can always go further..&lt;br /&gt;We can always try new things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 1st day i started out, till now..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've achieved what i've always wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourselves and you'll know what i'm talkin about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;I care for, and most of all i love&lt;br /&gt;But i can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget me&lt;br /&gt;Or cry when i'm away&lt;br /&gt;And while i'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Sang Singa Purba... pentaskan dongengmu~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>i'll be away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough and busy times ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Gap'ero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for SSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't be coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till everything's done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here we go~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113936420565272012?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113936420565272012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113936420565272012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/IMG_0645.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k dah... k bubbye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113898414570468848?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113898414570468848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113898414570468848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113898414570468848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113898414570468848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-words-only-pics.html' title='no words only pics...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113881099707365585</id><published>2006-02-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:48:51.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*click click click*</title><content type='html'>The week's camwhores.. enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baywatch Lifegaurds.. komfim tak tau swim langsung!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/1600/IMG_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/IMG_0506.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not what you think it is.. really!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/1600/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/1600/5Efin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/5Efin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sab memosing... apedah gi swimming pakai specs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/1600/IMG_0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/IMG_0515.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masa zaman aku ngan afiq muda muda dulu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/1600/IMG_0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/453/320/IMG_0248.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113881099707365585?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113838672663448940</id><published>2006-01-28T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:32:06.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one under the belt..</title><content type='html'>hahaha, its a wonder that people dunno where the water tower in SP is..&lt;br /&gt;korang ni tak tau mrayap dalam skola pe..&lt;br /&gt;pi ah exploring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought Zana and Afiq to da water tower&lt;br /&gt;while on da way to Mac for lunch&lt;br /&gt;haha..we caught 2 indians tgh memotek pat atas&lt;br /&gt;hindustan kepaaaaaaaaa!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... kkk rabak rabak~&lt;br /&gt;took shots here n there... mesti ah nak amek gambar.&lt;br /&gt;ada camera baru babe!!! kkk ah kental nvm..&lt;br /&gt;anyways checkout da newly uploaded pics at my bakol gambar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat had lunch wif em at Mac... &lt;br /&gt;Zana.... u makin temmbzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;wawawawawa!!! kk...ni mcm motivation lah k...&lt;br /&gt;get urself runnin girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;after dat...did my own stuff and den meet Gap'ero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gig at 3rd Place&lt;br /&gt;27th Jan 06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gap'ero had a gig at 3rd Place&lt;br /&gt;some place at Chiantown..&lt;br /&gt;before dat we went jamming at CT jugak&lt;br /&gt;den at da gig... it turned abit down ah..&lt;br /&gt;da organiser mepek ah.. neva let us blast da amps&lt;br /&gt;abeh dah pelan, takda feel seh.. damn those organisers&lt;br /&gt;ingat main evergreen pe.. tak dapat ah!!&lt;br /&gt;nampaksah band main rock memekak seh, amps kene full ballistic ah!!&lt;br /&gt;but nvm... it was an OK show ah..&lt;br /&gt;we're getting even tighter in our play..&lt;br /&gt;everyone's improved alot, hehhe i'm happy for that&lt;br /&gt;and we're eager to finish another 2 songs...&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. lagi gerek nye komfim...&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat... we've decided out genre..&lt;br /&gt;Fuse Rock bebeh... pandai pandai ah pikir abende tu..&lt;br /&gt;my cuzzins, Audi Fadhil Rid and Fid joined us...&lt;br /&gt;korang peminat setia sak!! terhutang budi seh!!&lt;br /&gt;kk kalau kiter buat cd korang dapat free acam?!!? &lt;br /&gt;good deal ryyte!!! =p hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awrite man.. not much to say ah..&lt;br /&gt;jus plain tired from all da work..&lt;br /&gt;more things to come.. jus gotta wait up..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to GPA and gig on 11th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ peace to one and all ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113838672663448940?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113787534504952963</id><published>2006-01-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T14:00:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap'ero : The Legend Continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ opening scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexicano&lt;br /&gt;the border desert before Arizona&lt;br /&gt;dunes of sands and dust swirling&lt;br /&gt;dragging your almost lifeless body&lt;br /&gt;every drip of sweat&lt;br /&gt;every breath of air&lt;br /&gt;giving your life it's last&lt;br /&gt;the searing heat doing no better&lt;br /&gt;you see a mirage.. a mirage..&lt;br /&gt;a spark of hope.. &lt;br /&gt;a water hole... maybe an oasis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u got nearer..it becomes clearer&lt;br /&gt;out there in the merciless desert&lt;br /&gt;hope is as little as gold&lt;br /&gt;because revealed by the mirage..&lt;br /&gt;was not an oasis..&lt;br /&gt;was not a water hole either..&lt;br /&gt;but the rising smoke... from a burning cactus..&lt;br /&gt;Se La Vi..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen to JE to jam, da day b4 da big day at FC5&lt;br /&gt;zana followed to practise her snappy snappy&lt;br /&gt;awesome pics man..check it out at her site&lt;br /&gt;audi and fadhil tagged along too, haha my kickass cuzzins&lt;br /&gt;so there we were..jus jamming n tightening things up&lt;br /&gt;s'fun when ur just enjoying urself while jamming&lt;br /&gt;not soo serious..jus havvin fun n howling away &lt;br /&gt;swinging here n there...esp Jaed..&lt;br /&gt;he can swing until he forgets where is up n down&lt;br /&gt;n Mal...he jus skips around wif his mini tonchet haha!&lt;br /&gt;and i jus love head banging n swingin whenever da good parts come&lt;br /&gt;caution to da people, when we jam.. stay far faaarrr awayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th Jan&lt;br /&gt;BandEdge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly i had a test to sit for before da gig..&lt;br /&gt;kau..cam spoil mood kan!? dammmit...&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..met da bassit of SPRC's band, he oso kene test haha&lt;br /&gt;takpa ah..ada geng nyeheheh&lt;br /&gt;abeskan paper lekas lekas..coz my band mates gave me 10 missed calls&lt;br /&gt;kimek orang nak buat test tak tentram seh&lt;br /&gt;pastu terus head down to FC5... nasib band kita lom lagi main&lt;br /&gt;Gap'ero looked like some white force band seh&lt;br /&gt;everyone had white top..but style sumer lain lain&lt;br /&gt;me and Sab jus had white tshirt, kiter cool jek =p&lt;br /&gt;Epul wore a shirt, mcm baru balik office&lt;br /&gt;a stressed working man who just wants to let lose haha!&lt;br /&gt;Jad macam nak pi clubbing.. nak lawaaaa je eh..&lt;br /&gt;Khai cam nak pi pasar pakai polo heheh&lt;br /&gt;member releeeek jek..&lt;br /&gt;abeh si Mal pulak... hai...ni budak..&lt;br /&gt;ntah lah nak cakap ape..&lt;br /&gt;sumer orang pakai jeans tau..&lt;br /&gt;si dekni pakai 3/4 brown cargos&lt;br /&gt;short sleeve shirt&lt;br /&gt;black tie..&lt;br /&gt;and trucker cap..&lt;br /&gt;hai...apeee nak jadi ngan kau mal..&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpa..lawa lawa lawa lawa chanteeeek~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..got ready..&lt;br /&gt;lock and loaded to kickass&lt;br /&gt;took quite some time to sound check man..&lt;br /&gt;pastu...sound check main lagu smooth criminal..&lt;br /&gt;ok...i've learnt to shut my mouth n trust da soundmen&lt;br /&gt;shall not ask him to raise my mic volume.. =p&lt;br /&gt;masa main SC, haha sumer cam lemaah je..tadak kick eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 years later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song... nice one..&lt;br /&gt;s'about love.. lies...and.. ala pi dengar sendiri ah!&lt;br /&gt;opening lagu releek je..orang ingat emo.. sekali.. BANG!&lt;br /&gt;1st sign madness...Jaed.. he's a goner..&lt;br /&gt;you'd think he's trying to tear his Fender apart..&lt;br /&gt;member mcm terlalu high sak.. like 20 shots of tequilas&lt;br /&gt;Mal pon sama..sket lebih kurang dier pon high..&lt;br /&gt;ni duer ekor.. cam tgh gadoh ngan hantu pat tepi..&lt;br /&gt;tapi best ah...makes us diffrent...&lt;br /&gt;band mana yang ada satu drunken masta and crazy boy&lt;br /&gt;takda nyeee...susah nak dapat babe... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovestruck 2.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the ashes of the ol Lovestruck..&lt;br /&gt;Gap'ero gave it another lease of life&lt;br /&gt;so we came up with LS 2.0&lt;br /&gt;awesome transitions between beats n tempos&lt;br /&gt;and sizzling hot shreds dat burns thru your emotions&lt;br /&gt;only Epul man...only Epul can do dat..&lt;br /&gt;makes you ask for more...&lt;br /&gt;anyways...Mal nye bass strap terburai lagik..&lt;br /&gt;and my mic cable tercabot.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grain of Sand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'all about fusion.. &lt;br /&gt;1st 1st heavy baong ah lagu.. cam arabic metal gitu&lt;br /&gt;skali aleh aleh... da spanish infleunce comes in..&lt;br /&gt;then reggaeton.. den ska... &lt;br /&gt;where trumpets and kickass shreds co exist to a grooving beat&lt;br /&gt;put on your sombreros and shoot down some tequila!! aarRRRRriiiibbaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Gap'ero&lt;br /&gt;Awesome show... let's do it again..&lt;br /&gt;but don't forget to look back at our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and improvise.. &lt;br /&gt;and neva forget our friends who're always there&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys.. everyone's been kickass great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ampolrios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113787534504952963?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113787534504952963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113787534504952963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113787534504952963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113787534504952963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/01/gapero-legend-continues.html' title='Gap&apos;ero : The Legend Continues...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113760837016647806</id><published>2006-01-19T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T02:19:30.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before you...</title><content type='html'>You could be my unintended&lt;br /&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one who listens to my deepest inquisitions&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was the one who challenged&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams and all my balance&lt;br /&gt;She could never be as good as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;br /&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;You should be the one I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Muse~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113760837016647806?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113760837016647806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113760837016647806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 13th *woooo scary* February&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gap'ero&lt;/strong&gt; went for BandEdge audition&lt;br /&gt;initially felt abit nervous, can't lie bout dat&lt;br /&gt;don't know how poeple wouldl react to our music&lt;br /&gt;did some song warm ups with Sab&lt;br /&gt;haha, she also nervous seh!&lt;br /&gt;but nemind, lepas warm up kiter steady kachang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da 1st band, ok ok ah&lt;br /&gt;nama band aku tak ingat sebab literally merepek&lt;br /&gt;dey played "Rock Show" by blink&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lah... ok je dats all i can say =p&lt;br /&gt;da 2nd band... ok literally i'z amused&lt;br /&gt;coz dey went up and said..&lt;br /&gt;"We're not playing heavy metal or rock, we're just moderate"&lt;br /&gt;alamaaaak...skali member main lagu evergreen sak..&lt;br /&gt;zzzzZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZzzzzZZZZZZzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den our turn came...&lt;br /&gt;introduced da band while the stringers set-up their instruments&lt;br /&gt;*ok Sab remind me to teach u how to test ur mic volume n effects*&lt;br /&gt;and i always forget da title of da 2nd song, padahal lagu favret seh&lt;br /&gt;so we jammed "3 years later"... got da groove man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaed&lt;/strong&gt; was... ok literally a madman&lt;br /&gt;member swing kiri kanan tak tentu arah sak!!&lt;br /&gt;tu baru namanya enjoy babe hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mal&lt;/strong&gt;..haha slenger bass strap dier terburai&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik ada member tu tolong pasangkan balik&lt;br /&gt;if u look at da pic Zana edited, can see da strap infront of da strings&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Den &lt;strong&gt;Epul&lt;/strong&gt; was as cool as a sotong from the ocean&lt;br /&gt;slick shreddings, dat good ol Wak&lt;br /&gt;member beli effect baru seh.. korang cap duit sak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt; tuhari main giler babi nye bagos seh&lt;br /&gt;i remembered turning back to see him play&lt;br /&gt;awesome.. makin hari makin kickass brudda!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed every moment singing wif &lt;strong&gt;Sab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be on my journey home wif da song tingling in my head&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile to the sound of good melodies...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna get better and better with her along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after da 1st song, kiter baru nak main 2nd song&lt;br /&gt;skali dat ghalid guy stepped up&lt;br /&gt;n said... " s'ok 1 song is enough " &lt;br /&gt;mampos...i thot da judges didn't like us..&lt;br /&gt;Skali dier bisik, "korang confirm masok nye.."&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!! fooh lega seh!!!&lt;br /&gt;But den Epul dah ponteng class, jadi kita step merayu ah&lt;br /&gt;"Bang bleh ah lagi satu lagu, dah pon class ah~"&lt;br /&gt;Hahah but sadly tak dapat coz tak cukop masa..&lt;br /&gt;Happy giler seh... such a difference compared to Overdrive&lt;br /&gt;Awesome wreck Gap'eros...&lt;br /&gt;Let's kick sumore ass on Weds... hahah!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straying away from everything else...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like i've fooled myself&lt;br /&gt;it burned alot of negativity inside me back then&lt;br /&gt;and now i realise i'm only longing for it back&lt;br /&gt;longing for that feeling that once consumed me&lt;br /&gt;i'm selfish to my own self..i've rejected this need&lt;br /&gt;because i groomed hate out of it&lt;br /&gt;i hate it... &lt;br /&gt;i hate you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and now i want you back..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113734029653630640?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113734029653630640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113734029653630640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113734029653630640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113734029653630640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/01/epul-ponteng-class.html' title='Epul ponteng class...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113665578839357278</id><published>2006-01-08T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:53:58.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naik naik ke puncak gunung~</title><content type='html'>Actually not gunung ah... more like bukit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Timah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 7th Jan 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nyte before that, my cuzzins slept over my place&lt;br /&gt;watched some nice film in my room n den lepak&lt;br /&gt;woke up da next mornin n got ready to go&lt;br /&gt;go where?&lt;br /&gt;go hiking at Bukit Timah lah babe!! &lt;br /&gt;mana lagi seh haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Mai, Sab, Wak, Khai, Arep, Raudha, Adillah, and Afiq *eh Nisa takda =p *&lt;br /&gt;at Bukit Batok Mrt, den took da bus to Bukit Timah&lt;br /&gt;o yah..i'z wearing this jungle hat, cam crocodile dundee ah&lt;br /&gt;kental lodeh ah..but dats beside da point ah so anyway...&lt;br /&gt;we took our time going up da hill, went thru da trails&lt;br /&gt;gerek ah, even though my 3rd time there&lt;br /&gt;had a trusty map too&lt;br /&gt;used it to cut thru a thick section of da woods&lt;br /&gt;just to get to another trail&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun, coz eventually we realised we're not suppose &lt;br /&gt;to use dat trail, it was abandoned or sorts&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai atas, wah hujan... mist everywhere&lt;br /&gt;felt good to be on top wif frens around u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BT, we had lunch at Al-Azhar&lt;br /&gt;den went to play pool...&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sampai tempat pool je lepak&lt;br /&gt;took a power nap on da sofa.. enjooyy babe&lt;br /&gt;woke up n realised my ass was numb&lt;br /&gt;it was still asleep =p&lt;br /&gt;Den met up wif Jad and Mal..&lt;br /&gt;and here's another story for da day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad's rented car  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it &lt;strong&gt;Kreta Kodok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kreta macam kreta perang sak!!&lt;br /&gt;engine roar mcm kreta rally, tapi jalan slooow je seh!!&lt;br /&gt;and when u fit 6 ppl inside da wheezing piece of metal&lt;br /&gt;you can hear da wheels crying...&lt;br /&gt;"heeeellllppp.. heeeeeellp!!~~~"&lt;br /&gt;took at least 5 secs for it to accelerate&lt;br /&gt;so Jad, even b4 da green light's up, hit da gas man&lt;br /&gt;HIT DA GASSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;heheh, abeh member 1st time masok 1st lane of PIE&lt;br /&gt;wah happy seh, padahal tak sampai 90 *uweeeek*&lt;br /&gt;naik bukit je kreta turun 60 sak!!&lt;br /&gt;Jad, tu kreta kita pasang machine gun je leh bawak gi perang sak!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah, takpa next up is ur mum's BMW...&lt;br /&gt;errrr.... hopefully ah =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 8th Jan 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jamming in da early mornin&lt;br /&gt;Jad picked me up wif kreta kodok&lt;br /&gt;i love dat car man hahah&lt;br /&gt;practised our songs and one cover&lt;br /&gt;audition for gig is on thursday&lt;br /&gt;yikes man...hopefully can make it to da gig&lt;br /&gt;only 6 bands get to perform seh.. &lt;br /&gt;After jam, went for lunch den went for pool&lt;br /&gt;eheh, cam sama eh cam tu hari...sheeesh&lt;br /&gt;after dat, Jad Khai and Apit hung out at my place&lt;br /&gt;den malam picked up Yan and went for supper at Simpang&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...lepaaaak... &lt;br /&gt;pastu, heheheh..kita pi east coast&lt;br /&gt;MAIN KRETA KODOK BABE!!!! YEEEEHAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;kodok nye kodok pon, gerek jugak seh bawak tu kreta&lt;br /&gt;Yan bawak suker tekan minyak&lt;br /&gt;Efin bawak suker main cornering&lt;br /&gt;Apit bawak terus stall hahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great weekend..&lt;br /&gt;To my cousins, you guys rawk man&lt;br /&gt;s'great hangin out so lets do more&lt;br /&gt;ingat ah, kita anak JANTAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, fun eh naik gunung, eh i mean bukit&lt;br /&gt;Next shot, pi MacRitchie acam?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jad.. tanx for letting us use da car&lt;br /&gt;Be a good boy, wash ur mum's car&lt;br /&gt;n hopefully she let u park it..&lt;br /&gt;weh, at least dapat park pe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah some last words..&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind strangers taggin my blog&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, be nice so u'll be treated da same way&lt;br /&gt;wat u give is wat u get aite..&lt;br /&gt;n c'mon, everyone's human&lt;br /&gt;u can't possibly be there for every friggin second&lt;br /&gt;u can't possibly answer every single question&lt;br /&gt;and u definitely can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we strive to..&lt;br /&gt;but life is full of shit&lt;br /&gt;s'like a wheel..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic months ahead...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm looking forward to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucia/Ampoli/Peyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113665578839357278?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113665578839357278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113665578839357278' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113665578839357278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113665578839357278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2006/01/naik-naik-ke-puncak-gunung.html' title='Naik naik ke puncak gunung~'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113612792928789093</id><published>2006-01-01T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:05:31.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Love</title><content type='html'>I've realised it for quite awhile..&lt;br /&gt;It's been happening ryte in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And yeah... i love it..&lt;br /&gt;Loving it till i wanna drop dead with it&lt;br /&gt;Ok ah not literally, but u get my drift aite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me away&lt;br /&gt;Away from all the hectics of life&lt;br /&gt;Like morphin for a suffering man&lt;br /&gt;Takes the pain out of anything&lt;br /&gt;It engulfs me with pure lust and pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Loving it till the very end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My true love is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performing...  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... ingat pompan kepe?!&lt;br /&gt;Jangan harap ah!!&lt;br /&gt;Wait long long man...&lt;br /&gt;I've got better things to do &lt;br /&gt;den get involved in a love life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing is my true love, no doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th Dec 2005&lt;br /&gt;Gig at Beat Merchant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some emo core and metal core gig&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we didn't fit in but we went anyways&lt;br /&gt;Gap'ero performed for da 1st time inna gig&lt;br /&gt;Played our 3 originals... awesome man..&lt;br /&gt;All those jamming was worth it...&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah you'll always get mixed feedback&lt;br /&gt;But no matter good or bad, they just drive u harder&lt;br /&gt;wanting to perform more and more.&lt;br /&gt;And i really hafta say dat even with the wrong crowd,&lt;br /&gt;i think we kicked ass man..&lt;br /&gt;The organiser this "Sufrain" guy liked our stuff&lt;br /&gt;Says gonna call us again... woohoo baik ah!!&lt;br /&gt;To the members of Gap'ero.. i love u guys man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wak&lt;/strong&gt; with his white Ibanez&lt;br /&gt;Powerful shredder, you're pure talent&lt;br /&gt;and pure passion for good music..&lt;br /&gt;Hit me wit those solos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaed&lt;/strong&gt; and his black Fender&lt;br /&gt;Long time friend and now my band mate&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep on jamming and kickin ass on stage&lt;br /&gt;Watch that guitar when u sway it around me dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mal&lt;/strong&gt; and your wadever bass u can get&lt;br /&gt;Another long time friend&lt;br /&gt;Just so reliable, u filled up our bass gap&lt;br /&gt;Respect you for playing with us&lt;br /&gt;Tanx man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;... Hamid!!! HmmMMMMmmmmMMM!!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome bestial drumming&lt;br /&gt;Jangan takot, gua ada..&lt;br /&gt;leh aja lu lain beat pelan pelan&lt;br /&gt;Yang penting, confident mesti ada babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sab&lt;/strong&gt;.. no words can describe u girl&lt;br /&gt;Powerful melodic vocals&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tu trumpet kene polish sket ah&lt;br /&gt;But no matter wat u still kicked ass&lt;br /&gt;People go bogus with a trumpeter for this kind of band&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sing more with u man woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awrite folks...that was the gig&lt;br /&gt;Then...there's the Mendaki show at OCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Jan 2006&lt;br /&gt;Mendaki Show at Orchid Country Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, ni gerek ah!!&lt;br /&gt;We took just 2 days to choose and practice 4 songs&lt;br /&gt;The theme was Hawaiian so we gave em Sun n' Surf bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;Sab on trumps, Jaed and Wak on guitars and me on djembe&lt;br /&gt;Lagu main gerek nye.. sesuai untuk parteh tepi pantai&lt;br /&gt;Wipeout, Hawaiian Five O, Hidup Bersama, and Tequila&lt;br /&gt;Also had a last minute addition&lt;br /&gt;some song by Santana..&lt;br /&gt;heheh, crowd suker pulak tu, sempat joget seh!&lt;br /&gt;n we performed in front of the grand staircase&lt;br /&gt;Wah...best seh..cam...wow gitu..&lt;br /&gt;O abeh got one kid running in front of us, &lt;br /&gt;Skali eh..hahaha..ni part gerek..&lt;br /&gt;Dier stop, abeh aleh aleh dier kentot seh!!&lt;br /&gt;Abeh tu boleh continue lari lagi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mak kau!!! Kekek sak!! &lt;br /&gt;Kiter sumer terbaring seh ketawa sampai semput!!&lt;br /&gt;Siak je budak tu!! Timing perfect seh nak kentot! &lt;br /&gt;Prot!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, the wonderful Kak Zahara gave us the keys&lt;br /&gt;The keys to Room 203.&lt;br /&gt;Dapat room sak!! Pat OCC lagik!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fuuyooo enjoy ah kiter!!&lt;br /&gt;Masok bilik terus lonjat2 atas katil.&lt;br /&gt;Pillow fight, wrestling.. ok ah jakun ah&lt;br /&gt;But waddaheck.. s'nice man!!&lt;br /&gt;Dah tu, lepak tgk tv, makan, shower..&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice way to end the show.. Ahai~&lt;br /&gt;O yeah... the pay's good too *chaching!~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.. i've said it..&lt;br /&gt;I love performing..&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive n kickin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;O God, i beg to thee not to stop me from doing what i love&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113612792928789093?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113612792928789093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113612792928789093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grain of Sand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. sedap dok...&lt;br /&gt;Mix of Spanish and Arabic influence&lt;br /&gt;with a nice dose of heavy rock..&lt;br /&gt;I call it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spanirabic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... ntah binatang ape lah eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas jam, went to St Wilfred for a game &lt;br /&gt;against some boys from MJ..&lt;br /&gt;they were good ah.. can see that dey played together for some time&lt;br /&gt;played in heavy weather... my favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we won 9-1... nyeheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baik ah &lt;strong&gt;Gremlins&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that meet up wif Gap again...&lt;br /&gt;band talk... yada yada yada... &lt;br /&gt;wrap up den balik.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.. but still alive and kicking&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll eva stop until i'm dead&lt;br /&gt;am i testing my limits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like nampakdurh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;chao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113569319692397817?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113569319692397817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113569319692397817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113569319692397817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113569319692397817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113560304049821477</id><published>2005-12-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:17:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grain of Sand</title><content type='html'>Went to meet &lt;strong&gt;Gap'ero &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a new number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna jam it tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N yeah.. i'm back on drums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's tear some skins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skinmeister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113560304049821477?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113560304049821477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113560304049821477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113560304049821477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113560304049821477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/12/grain-of-sand.html' title='Grain of Sand'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113510229185509243</id><published>2005-12-21T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T02:11:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S'over....</title><content type='html'>Hell week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maelstrom of laughter, sadness, stress, and fury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another busy week for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to my dear &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; family for the show that didn't happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to myself for being so busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll prolly take dat back from myself.. i love being busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me oh me oh my... can't believe chicks would tag for nuts... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon strangers, get a life... now's not da time to make urself foolish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up... Grow up... and Get Busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;It's only when you realize the opportunities that you're missing&lt;br /&gt;Thats when you'll smash your head against the walls&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself some respect man...&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113510229185509243?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113510229185509243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113510229185509243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113510229185509243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113510229185509243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/12/sover.html' title='S&apos;over....'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113371100266424065</id><published>2005-12-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:43:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap'ero</title><content type='html'>I had always admired people with talent..&lt;br /&gt;But s'not all the time that they can come together to make good outtavit..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. but in this case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gap'ero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is kickin ass man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammed for 3 days straight to get ready for Overdrive&lt;br /&gt;Turned an ol beauty into new hotness!&lt;br /&gt;"Lovestruck"'s gonna burn rubber man!&lt;br /&gt;"3 years later" is another piece of magic&lt;br /&gt;Yikes man... awesome crazy ideas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a kickass Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;after jamming went out with SSP..&lt;br /&gt;went town to get stuff.. den went Lime Sonic Bang..&lt;br /&gt;Boring, so we went flea market to look2..&lt;br /&gt;bought tis killer tshirt for 5 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;Gerek babe!!!! Chanteeeeek!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Den took crazy shots wif Zana's cam..&lt;br /&gt;Our favourite pastime.. Camwhores for life man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaa... so tired..&lt;br /&gt;K ah... short n sweet..&lt;br /&gt;Friggin shagged...&lt;br /&gt;Got a hectic week ahead&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. peace to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113371100266424065?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113371100266424065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113371100266424065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113371100266424065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113371100266424065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/12/gapero.html' title='Gap&apos;ero'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113362466411661820</id><published>2005-12-03T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:45:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloomsfield Ave</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;She falls fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;In her Glasborough apartment&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming for what she wants to be..&lt;br /&gt;So she just organises photographs&lt;br /&gt;Taken in the year that's passed&lt;br /&gt;Loves nothing more, adores her memories..&lt;br /&gt;Does she miss any kiss&lt;br /&gt;That I placed upon her lips&lt;br /&gt;Does she have a photograph of me at all&lt;br /&gt;That day she walked away I turned my head&lt;br /&gt;Didn't pay attention said&lt;br /&gt;California is my final fall....&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113362466411661820?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113362466411661820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113362466411661820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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so...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birhday to you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'z reminded of this ol favourite...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not blood evil or sorts.. but..&lt;br /&gt;i love the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die, die, die my darling&lt;br /&gt;Don't utter a single word&lt;br /&gt;Die, die, die my darling&lt;br /&gt;Just shut your pretty mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing you again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing you in Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;Your future's in an oblong box, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;Should have seen it a-comin' on&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it was in your power&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;Now your life drains on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry to me oh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the boys on Sunday nyte..&lt;br /&gt;Felt good... from BTF2 to PS to Raffles..&lt;br /&gt;ended up at Esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;was hangin around n saw someone familiar..&lt;br /&gt;Emi's off to Taiwan.. safe journey bro..&lt;br /&gt;Prolly da next meeting is when he comes back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few months s'gonna be hectic i expect..&lt;br /&gt;The trainings for SSP... the meetings...&lt;br /&gt;Holiday season's gonna bring in more shows..&lt;br /&gt;Boss gonna keep calling me...&lt;br /&gt;I'll prolly not be in da house often...&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to hate receiving calls...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate/love/need you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucia Lucia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113326930563160540?l=efinz.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113292397997984515</id><published>2005-11-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T21:06:20.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title illek~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;18th Nov Matchday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gremlins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; won &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by a big margin.. cant remember..&lt;br /&gt;Main pat padang macam main pat swimming pool seh&lt;br /&gt;Lecak sana sini.. I think a whale can swim in da middle of da field seh&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gerek... slide sana sini tak sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th Nov EXPO Show / Drum Show at Bkt Panjang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great show.. Worth all da practice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sham&lt;/strong&gt; as awesome with his guitars..tapi lenkali senyum sket ah!&lt;br /&gt;Main cam nak cari gaduh seh... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epul&lt;/strong&gt;..haha nervous but we pushed him hard to give it all out.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he was dancing on stage with hands and all.. siao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;.. ni man jual satay.. main bass macam zaman 70an&lt;br /&gt;Dengan dier nye aviator shades and songkok...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Memang patot bukak gerai satay dah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arif Chao&lt;/strong&gt;.. his fingers did all wonders.. &lt;br /&gt;A man of little expression... literally =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jad&lt;/strong&gt;.. too much expression! Total opposite of Arif!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...you guys would definitely agree =p&lt;br /&gt;But such awesome play on da djembe.. ur da crowd favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritz Boys&lt;/strong&gt;.. abeh pakai baju kotak2 short sleeve, songkok, sluar itam..&lt;br /&gt;Mak ai.. can be mistaken for some band orang khawin seh!&lt;br /&gt;But kudos to us.. we did good nyehehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Expo me and Jad went to meet our percussion mates.. &lt;br /&gt;Had a show at Bukit Panjang.. in da middle of da neighbourhood seh!&lt;br /&gt;The audience.. aunties and apeks from all walks of life hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Macam Hungry Ghost Festival nye show seh!&lt;br /&gt;We jammed for 40mins non-stop.. mak kau..&lt;br /&gt;Tangan leh pekik seh mintak stop!&lt;br /&gt;N yey... i got to solo with Shah.. tapi solo off beat seh..&lt;br /&gt;Uweeeeeeekkk~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th Nov Drum Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed at Orchard Hotel.. besssssssttt!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently Siglap Sec had their Ball at da same place.. woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;yikes man.. white dress here.. black dress there.. holly macaroni aii carammmba!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to da show.. we performed for some event ah..&lt;br /&gt;Da VIP was da British High Comissioner..some tall white guy..&lt;br /&gt;The show was good.. blended abit of Jengoba into our groove.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... and Jad is our new band leader wooho!!! aye aye chip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th Nov Matchday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played against our old nemesis.. Real Madrid of Temasek&lt;br /&gt;Wilfred was da turf...lovely pitch man.. can play slick passing&lt;br /&gt;Came late man...like left 20mins baru masok pitch..&lt;br /&gt;Star karat betul =p&lt;br /&gt;everyone was there.. Imran and Sarep joined us...&lt;br /&gt;We won 9-3...&lt;br /&gt;Made a blunder for not marking my man during their corner and den he scored..&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully made up for it by scoring from da spot in da last minute..&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next matchday.. &lt;br /&gt;and i bloody need to run man.. 20 min je dah sesak macam anjing..&lt;br /&gt;waddaheck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting &lt;strong&gt;Maelstrom&lt;/strong&gt; for jalan raya tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;dulu kene naik SBS or hire bus..&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang..chehhhh dah maju babe..&lt;br /&gt;Suma ada vehicle sendiri seh!&lt;br /&gt;motor pon ada babe.. dalam baju kurung pon bleh peng ah tu corner!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.. my recap for da days dat passed ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're all young and dangerous.. &lt;br /&gt;Live your youth to da fullest.. it only come once..&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste ur bloody time with BGR problems..&lt;br /&gt;Look on the brightside man.. you've got family and friends =)&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple silly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113292397997984515?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113292397997984515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113292397997984515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113292397997984515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113292397997984515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/11/title-illek.html' title='Title illek~'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113215438211173776</id><published>2005-11-16T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:19:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things come and go...</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was all about jamming, jamming and more jamming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am, went up to MLS, slit da card on da door and plugged da bass...&lt;br /&gt;I was alone so i'z jus tapping notes here n there...&lt;br /&gt;Angan-angan benar orang tu..&lt;br /&gt;I'z reminded of da bass player on Anugerah Finals..&lt;br /&gt;member main happening seh! orang tgk pon naik shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime.. went up again and jammed with the few of them..&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;em&gt;Kakak&lt;/em&gt; at Dover to get my whey,den hit da gym wif &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roy n Hogan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedebak gedebik gedebuk terus main bola dalam MLS.. &lt;br /&gt;hahah &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; terror jugak eh ko juggle bola&lt;br /&gt;O yah...she's gonna accomplish somethin soon..&lt;br /&gt;Somethin which is pretty good for a girl her calibre..&lt;br /&gt;Baik ah dek! Lu tunjuk sama dorang, sapa yang hanyut ah wawawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After da Module Briefing at Audi,which i slept halfway thru,&lt;br /&gt;went jamming again at MLS... tak abes abes...&lt;br /&gt;ala, nak prepare untuk Saturday nye show pe...&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah, we're performing for some Mendaki exhibition&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;Expo Hall 2B&lt;/strong&gt;.. n Khai's singing at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, went JE to jam.. alaaahai lagi skali~~&lt;br /&gt;dis time wif Epul's band.. rindu seh pecahkan suara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home from Jurong was rather.. i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep but my mind felt uneasy..&lt;br /&gt;body was shagged but my mind was everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;and even now i'm feeling abit unsettled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin, you need a break from everything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucia Lucia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113215438211173776?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113215438211173776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113215438211173776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113215438211173776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/113215438211173776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-come-and-go.html' title='Things come and go...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-113198081058328202</id><published>2005-11-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:48:11.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S'been so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eeeeeyyeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooh! Finally!!&lt;br /&gt;Got myself to write here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much have happened.. i cant possibly write everything here..&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe just a gist of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan was awesome this year.. one to remember..&lt;br /&gt;Raya...mmm cam biasa ah...ended up missing Ramadhan seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jalan raya a few days back wif the SSPians..&lt;br /&gt;Gerek lah.. even though i got heldback at home..&lt;br /&gt;S'nice to see everyone again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Showtimes..&lt;br /&gt;19th Nov EXPO&lt;br /&gt;19th Nov Bukit Panjang&lt;br /&gt;24th Nov Orchard Hotel&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec *some hotel yet to be confirmed*&lt;br /&gt;and more to come...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys.. i've been realli caught up with stuff i dont really have time to blog..&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless...thanks for stopping by once inna while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;.. Good luck with your shows bro n take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Love u babe to bits.. missing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. lovely copper streaks and i can't wait for dat lil nigga. Love you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I adored you from afar, I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;You must came from above, in the land of love&lt;br /&gt;When you have came so near, I overcame with fear&lt;br /&gt;You love has left a cut, where the love has struck my heart&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efinz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113198081058328202?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/113198081058328202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=113198081058328202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Menanggung jiwa orang, jiwa sendiri dilupa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this even if it sounds selfish...&lt;br /&gt;Its draining me coz s'like i'm doing this alone...&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm wrong.. but s'not getting any better man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i'z married to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swankey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ryte now&lt;br /&gt;and having our honeymoon in da Carribean&lt;br /&gt;throwing aside all that life that i loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... tough luck...&lt;br /&gt;C'mon peyn, &lt;strong&gt;no guts no glory&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-113016942538959671?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112913969892016430</id><published>2005-10-13T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:54:58.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazier by the day...</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting lazier and lazier by the day..&lt;br /&gt;the day starts at 12 and ends at 3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went ngaji with some of the SSP fellas yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Gerek jugak.. ada members yang leh teman hehe&lt;br /&gt;And then after dat dey buka at geylang while i went home&lt;br /&gt;Then met em again after trawih to walk around Geylang&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, just went to get some dengdengs den blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much's happenin these few days..&lt;br /&gt;The day seems slow and dull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;It's when i realise...&lt;br /&gt;It's not like before...&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;Since i opened up...&lt;br /&gt;Such emotions left untouched..&lt;br /&gt;Left blinded to wonder n roam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a maelstrom..&lt;br /&gt;Now left is emptiness..&lt;br /&gt;All plagued by selfish desires..&lt;br /&gt;To shut oneself out..&lt;br /&gt;Fear to search for a cure..&lt;br /&gt;To remedy what hurt that came upon..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112913969892016430?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112913969892016430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112913969892016430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112913969892016430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112913969892016430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/10/lazier-by-day.html' title='Lazier by the day...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112823676006820203</id><published>2005-10-02T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T00:08:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome week</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah dah lama aku tak tulis pat sini...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pokoknya.. &lt;strong&gt;EXAM DAHBES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KHAI MENANG ANUGERAH WOOHOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok exams eh.. oklah.. satu paper jek yg kasi fikiran..&lt;br /&gt;blaja blaja.. in de end pon pening seh.. &lt;br /&gt;but da rest was ok..so yeah..i'mma wait for results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..da best part of da week..&lt;br /&gt;ANUGERAH!!!! &lt;br /&gt;awesome seh.. macam macam jadi..&lt;br /&gt;Khai gave an outstanding super-di-duper performance!&lt;br /&gt;And the fans cheered like monkeys n donkeys!&lt;br /&gt;Korang pernah nampak monyet-monyet buat ah-go-go? &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha kiter lah monyet-monyet tu.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Dah lah sumer pakai merah..Memekak lak tu!&lt;br /&gt;All's worth it man..&lt;br /&gt;From the start, Khai never gave lesser..&lt;br /&gt;He got all song's like pro.. &lt;br /&gt;Tu pasal kiter sumer dapat tangkap mood!&lt;br /&gt;Dia nyanyi rancak, kita rancak cam monyet..&lt;br /&gt;Dia nyanyi slow, kiter sway cam concert slow rock..&lt;br /&gt;Dia menang.. kiter tonggang terbalik seh!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Hai... &lt;strong&gt;KUDOS Khai&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...next.. went ice skating on monday..&lt;br /&gt;you should have seen us..&lt;br /&gt;16 dumbasses trying to balance on ice..&lt;br /&gt;its just like Flamingos on Ice...&lt;br /&gt;one by one dey fall down..&lt;br /&gt;and when dey try to do the monorail the whole group fall down&lt;br /&gt;hahah..loads of fun seh... &lt;br /&gt;Den we scraped snow from the ice..n started a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;We are so kental... snow budget seh...&lt;br /&gt;But waddaheck...nak buat lagi!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This time..lets bring more den 16 woohoo!~&lt;br /&gt;Nak ikot?~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s here yeahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;Things change man...&lt;br /&gt;Coz i get to sleep till 12..&lt;br /&gt;Save money on food...&lt;br /&gt;Be less naughty =p&lt;br /&gt;Go terawih...at good ol Kassim&lt;br /&gt;and then mabok teh wif Maelstrom till late&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. the things dat accompany it..&lt;br /&gt;what more can we ask for seh..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..to all...&lt;br /&gt;Let's make full use of this month aite..&lt;br /&gt;Ala please ah at least try..&lt;br /&gt;Takkan hari hari nak nakal seh..&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesh =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah... sorry took so long to update..&lt;br /&gt;my PC kental seh tgh rosak...&lt;br /&gt;nvm..now pinjam Kakak nye PC..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant update all da time.. &lt;br /&gt;so yeah...i'mma try my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To one and all.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Fasting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Serious ah.. jgn tak puasa unless korang "cuti"&lt;br /&gt;wawawawawawawa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okie day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112823676006820203?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112823676006820203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112823676006820203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112823676006820203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112823676006820203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/10/awesome-week.html' title='Awesome week'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112698067850420681</id><published>2005-09-18T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T02:11:18.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shagged to mah bones.. mah bones..</title><content type='html'>Ryte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move away from the past entry alryte..&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep it simple..&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;Jangan jejak semalam lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on the Saturday dat jus passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning..&lt;br /&gt;Woke up...early by the way =p&lt;br /&gt;And trimmed my hair.. my hair.. my hair..&lt;br /&gt;The things i do for my hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met da rest at CityHall for Rusydi's Berf"Punk"Day..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. member caught off-gaurd..&lt;br /&gt;Surprised him wif "cakes" and candles which won't go off..&lt;br /&gt;And he friggin got alotta presents..&lt;br /&gt;Happy member... &lt;br /&gt;And yeah..i brought Bvlgari shaving cream..&lt;br /&gt;Smeared it all over his face.. Padang muker ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;Damn...now shaving cream dahbes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left da group wif Jad to go for drumming show..&lt;br /&gt;Serious dok..fun giller.. Gereeeek..&lt;br /&gt;Dier nye duit penat..foooh lagiiii gerek =p&lt;br /&gt;Played djembe, chinese cymbals and kompang in one show..&lt;br /&gt;Now my whole body lenguh man.. Kanasai..&lt;br /&gt;N yeah.. Jad does well wif those chinese cyms..&lt;br /&gt;Memang asal dier tu asal Ciner Bukit peeee...&lt;br /&gt;N yeah..thanx to da rest for coming down to watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den lepak pat woodlands jap.. chill wif em..&lt;br /&gt;These people.. takder keje lain but talk crap..&lt;br /&gt;But somehow..hehe...somehow.. tadi kiter bebual sense siekt..&lt;br /&gt;sket je ah tak banyak..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sense nye sense pon...i guess at least we're heading somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ah..dunno where and dunno reach anot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik ngan jad.. listened to Tom Jones..&lt;br /&gt;Dah mandi tgk teevee... Mexican.. pastu wrestling..&lt;br /&gt;Ey apesal aku bilang ni sumer ah.. eh podah...&lt;br /&gt;Abes ah criter.. lenkali leh criter lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'a long day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Bulu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and to all... all da best for your exams..&lt;br /&gt;Please man..put a pause on all our nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;For 2 weeks only beb...2 minggu je..&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tuuuuuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;Ha! We're back to our nonsense again.. but skejap je..&lt;br /&gt;Sebab...&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tuuuuuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;PUASA BEB!!!!!! WAAAHOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to mabok teh sessions wif Maelstrom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yes i know i do realise i'm still blabberin shit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkk dah.. i'mma go sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Babai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epeyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112698067850420681?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112698067850420681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112698067850420681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112698067850420681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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can only pray that you do eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But waddaheck... someone's just too big..&lt;br /&gt;And too full of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste my time on you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. if you ever..&lt;br /&gt;And we mean ever..&lt;br /&gt;Try to be funny or create a mess again..&lt;br /&gt;S'gonna be a feeding frenzy for us.. on you..&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.. i'll draw 1st blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in da mean time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck outta our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get that into your head!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112645282464864264?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112645282464864264/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112584299851925169</id><published>2005-09-04T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:41:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muzikarama 2005</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys, for taking so long to write this..&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't find the words to say it all out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in nonchalance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here i am... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muzikarama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you how it all started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual meeting, wif sheesha in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it helps to work our minds =p&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from GPA, we wanted to do more..&lt;br /&gt;And since the freshies were coming...&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to do sumthin new wif dem..&lt;br /&gt;Something which we've never done before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of doing a mini-production..&lt;br /&gt;You know..just for SP n stuff.. nuthin big..&lt;br /&gt;Coz we were only a few people, or so we thought..&lt;br /&gt;Eventually Khai suggested a tribute to the &lt;em&gt;Lagenda&lt;/em&gt; himself&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm.... sounds gooooooooood~~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapis-tapis idea, in the end sumer setuju&lt;br /&gt;We'll do a tribute to "&lt;em&gt;Era Jalan Ampas&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I could already imagine what was gonna happen..&lt;br /&gt;All immersed with classic songs from the films..&lt;br /&gt;With Shamil plucking to the tunes..&lt;br /&gt;Khai singing the songs of yesteryear..&lt;br /&gt;and i could only imagine Sazali back again..&lt;br /&gt;That's where the journey started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh angin yang lalu, bawa daku kesana...&lt;br /&gt;Hasrat ku ingin bersama-sama...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Kempanglima, we performed for the freshies..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping some would be intrested to join the family..&lt;br /&gt;The idea of the production was still growing in our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting with the freshies.. Nervous seh..&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali kiter ada freshies gitu ramai..&lt;br /&gt;Mak kau... Camaner seh.. &lt;br /&gt;Then ok ok takpa..pelan pelan kayuh..&lt;br /&gt;Me and Khai sampai boleh cuak seh kalau tak tau ape nak buat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few meetings, slowly came up with the committee..&lt;br /&gt;Costume, props, technical crew..&lt;br /&gt;Afiq tgh gian nak buat lights.. wawawawa!~&lt;br /&gt;Abeh Richuan nak make-up tau 1st 1st.. dunno wat changed his mind..&lt;br /&gt;We got Sab and Mai to help Khai and me do the script..&lt;br /&gt;Here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiwa rasa gelora&lt;br /&gt;Kasih pada teruna&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kerna intan permata&lt;br /&gt;Kerna budi bahasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan paksaan&lt;br /&gt;Sayang bukan mainan&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa dan raga jadi taruhan&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo pujaan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedebak-gedebuk gedebak-gedebuk.. Script pon siap..&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auditions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... wawawawawa!!! Kekek seh..&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang kelakar, ada yang nervous, ada pulak sampai tukar suara!&lt;br /&gt;but we could already spot the few that would fit in certain roles..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are really a raw yet talented bunch.. &lt;br /&gt;Ala... macam kiter jugak dulu-dulu... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rehearsals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan pahit manis...sensiasa berlinang di kalbu..&lt;br /&gt;Hai.. So close to the heart..&lt;br /&gt;It's during these times that we bonded closer.. and closer..&lt;br /&gt;Tested how much we cared for each other..&lt;br /&gt;When one's in need...&lt;br /&gt;When one's in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;When one is on the verge of losing...&lt;br /&gt;We picked them up..and continued with this journey..&lt;br /&gt;The clashes.. The heartbreak.. The smiles..&lt;br /&gt;Everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hendak ku nangis&lt;br /&gt;Tiada berair mata&lt;br /&gt;Hendak ku senyum&lt;br /&gt;Tiada siapa nak teman&lt;br /&gt;Kalaulah nasib&lt;br /&gt;Sudah tersurat&lt;br /&gt;Begini hebat&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak buat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the rehearsals.. were the hardwork put in by the crew..&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;props&lt;/strong&gt;.. I have to hand it to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rahman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Semangat.. always on the ball.. Always with a suggestion..&lt;br /&gt;Always hunting me down.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Kawan.. tak tersangka kau sebegini..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sesungguhnya SSP bertuah kerna dapat kau sebagai Props Manager..&lt;br /&gt;You're in my hall of fame man...&lt;br /&gt;And i have to hand it to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P[r]opstars &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;too..&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking bunch.. They deserve to be commented..&lt;br /&gt;The window..beautiful lah dei..&lt;br /&gt;And then guns..tebiat man korang.. betul nye guerilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Costume crew&lt;/strong&gt;.. kesiaaan dorang.. Nak beli ni nak beli tu..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takda duit.. wawawawa!&lt;br /&gt;Ala bukan takda duit.. blom kasi je.. =p&lt;br /&gt;And look what you've got..&lt;br /&gt;Such wonderful costumes for the cast..&lt;br /&gt;Oh should i say, the waiter outfit is brilliant.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha..not forgetting costume pokok.. kekek seh..&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurul, Adillah, Liyana, Suriani, Zee, and Nyqa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Awesome job on the costumes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau pasal booking, kesiaaan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Razali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ngan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jufri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Me and Khai ada je nanti sebok nak book tempat..&lt;br /&gt;For all that you guys did..tanx a million =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day got closer... It got more intense..&lt;br /&gt;The directors got a lil more uptight =p&lt;br /&gt;And the cast..haha.. biasa ah korang asik lambat jek..&lt;br /&gt;Datang awal pon pastu hilang gi makan pat foodcourt 3..&lt;br /&gt;The things we do.. wat can i say man..&lt;br /&gt;Its worth the memories.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tanya sama hati&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah merindu&lt;br /&gt;Ingat masa lena apa mimpimu&lt;br /&gt;Masa berjauhan&lt;br /&gt;Apa nan dikenang&lt;br /&gt;Bila difahamkan itulah sayang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-day...&lt;br /&gt;2nd September&lt;br /&gt;SP Auditorium&lt;br /&gt;1930hrs&lt;br /&gt;Muzikarama 2005&lt;br /&gt;Dimana kan ku cari ganti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find the ryte word to describe what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brilliat.. Awesome.. Humourous to the max.. Outstanding..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some would disagree... but waddaheck..&lt;br /&gt;This is the outcome of 2 months or hardwork, preparations, sacrifice..&lt;br /&gt;Love.. Hate.. Laughter.. Joy.. Sadness.. Tears..&lt;br /&gt;From a family of more than 60 strong members..&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get..&lt;br /&gt;This is the show..&lt;br /&gt;This was what we've dreamt of doing..&lt;br /&gt;And now we've lived that dream..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... if you could only turn back time..&lt;br /&gt;To live that dream again..&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arif as Sudin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i wrote about Sudin i could see you..&lt;br /&gt;Full of heart and joy.. You're the man..&lt;br /&gt;Developed to being a strong and emotinal character..&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't have asked for more..&lt;br /&gt;You did it man.. Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah as Qasidah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.. mentel si dekni..&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali dier buat mentel sumer dah gerun&lt;br /&gt;Wawawawawa!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Emotions runs thru you.. Qasidah had it too..&lt;br /&gt;Melts our hearts when u and Sudin play the sad scenes..&lt;br /&gt;*sobs~*&lt;br /&gt;Fantabulous.. keep it up girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zahid aka Zack as Sazali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni budak..tak padan tua..&lt;br /&gt;Pon tak tau dudok diam..&lt;br /&gt;Asik nak joget depan cermin je.. wawawawa!&lt;br /&gt;You made Sazali your own.. outstanding man..&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy..but you made it look so..&lt;br /&gt;And thank you so much for the tickets.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adnan as Ayah Hassan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro... you're good..&lt;br /&gt;really man.. i thot it was gonna be tough..&lt;br /&gt;But boy did u really proved to us man..&lt;br /&gt;Nice slap there on Sazali hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I can only see u get better man.. good on you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marinah as Mak Dara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew u since year 1..tapi stakat kenal je..&lt;br /&gt;But when we wrote on Mak Dara, i only saw you..&lt;br /&gt;You had it.. mak nenek wawawaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;And look wat happened..betul ah dekni mak dara..&lt;br /&gt;Mak Dara pasang engine kapal.. terror babe.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Outstanding job girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khidir as Sarip Dol&lt;br /&gt;Zahier as Haji Bakhil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni duer ekor.. hahaha.. tak ku sangka.&lt;br /&gt;Ada bakat!! Serious tak ku sangka seh!&lt;br /&gt;And look wat happened.. duer duer betul jadi character..&lt;br /&gt;Khidir dulu malu.. skarang gatal..&lt;br /&gt;Zahier pon malu.. skarang melampau! cheeky old man!&lt;br /&gt;Wawawawawawa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Korang bagos...hebat.. tambah lah ape lagi kau nak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nisa as Anie&lt;br /&gt;Faizul as Braim Pendek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ni duer ekor pulak.. lain criter&lt;br /&gt;Datang untuk rehearsal tapi tak sempat buat scene dorang&lt;br /&gt;Sebab satu jeee =p&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..tapi biler dah buat.. mak ai.. &lt;br /&gt;Betul cam Anie ngan Bang Braim... Sajak ah korang duer..&lt;br /&gt;On the real day.. jadi jadi eh Faizul..&lt;br /&gt;For everyone's info..i didnt teach him to say&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too baybeee".. &lt;br /&gt;No eh bukan aku eh..&lt;br /&gt;Dier yang cakap sindiri.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Nisa..kesian kene tekan ngan director.. &lt;br /&gt;But eventually u did great.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wak as Pak Belalang&lt;br /&gt;Fauzan as Belalang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ini dia.. ini dia pelawak sejak beranak&lt;br /&gt;Tengok terlalu banyak teevee agaknye si Wak ni..&lt;br /&gt;Asal main hembos je line..takda dalam script seh&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kene pulak..hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Kene...kene... KENE KETAWA!!!! WAWAWAWAWA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ehem..ok fauzan.. hehe..shiok sindiri ah..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bagos..pandai buat kopi pakai arang..&lt;br /&gt;Curi seratus dari Pak Belalang..&lt;br /&gt;Binawe peh anak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suriani as Ayu&lt;br /&gt;Suzana as Cik Salmah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god so cuuutteee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dis one my adopted daughter.. she very cute..&lt;br /&gt;On-stage off-stage same level of cuteness..&lt;br /&gt;Suriani was a natural for Ayu..&lt;br /&gt;Zana... nurse pegi perang..&lt;br /&gt;Loves to snap picks here n there..&lt;br /&gt;"I lap you taik kucing!" wawawawawa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rusydi aka Bulu &amp; Shaiful as Kawan Sazali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulu... ni seekor ni.. TONGGANG TERBALIK!!&lt;br /&gt;serious babe..dekni tebiat nak mampos...&lt;br /&gt;sumer role dier leh angkat..&lt;br /&gt;Talented bugger.. Full of shit too! wawawawawa!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau Mak Dara takda..dier jadi Mak Dara&lt;br /&gt;Kalau Haji Bakhil takda..dia lagi jadi Haji Bakhil..&lt;br /&gt;Nanti kiter plan solo performance untuk kau wawawawa!&lt;br /&gt;Shaiful...hehehe hebat jugak eh ko..&lt;br /&gt;Senyap senyap tapi biler acting wah bukan main lagik..&lt;br /&gt;Korang duer biler ngan Sazali.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;Three Stooges.. Bujang Lapok..&lt;br /&gt;Three little pigs.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jihad, Asraf, Mamat as Askar Jepon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANASAI!!!! BAGERO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Asal main hembos je tau!!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bagos..askar jepon fierce..&lt;br /&gt;Len tahun kiter buat criter pasal ciner bukit.. &lt;br /&gt;korang leh jadi main cast acam? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Izzah, Farah, Ria, Sheila as Penari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... kesian korang dapat dance partner karat&lt;br /&gt;But u girls certainly did well for the dance scene..&lt;br /&gt;Aesome job there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahmad, Taufik, Roz as POKOKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars of the show..&lt;br /&gt;korang pernah dengar tak..&lt;br /&gt;pokok bleh berjalan.. pokok leh bergerak..&lt;br /&gt;pokok simpan mask dalam jeans&lt;br /&gt;pokok kene bomb leh mati..&lt;br /&gt;Ni lah pokok pokok kiter..&lt;br /&gt;Certainly humourous even without dialouges..&lt;br /&gt;Outstanding performance from u guys man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shamil &amp; Arif DMAT as Musicians&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely music..&lt;br /&gt;Outstanding play..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Shamil you always get the mood right with your guitar&lt;br /&gt;Arif..you learnt well from Shamil..&lt;br /&gt;Music played a huge part in the show.. &lt;br /&gt;So did you guys.. wonderful man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Technical Crew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afiq, Richuan, Mamat, Nazif, Fahmi, Sulaiman, Azman..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... it was tough with the dumbass walkie-talkies..&lt;br /&gt;But we pulled thru..&lt;br /&gt;Afiq.. "Oki dey"&lt;br /&gt;Chuan.. "Ey mana spotlight?!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... some bloopers there..&lt;br /&gt;But its the right things which is important..&lt;br /&gt;Good job there... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tickets in charge &amp; Publicity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old chief &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. and an old fren &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadzirah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for helping settling tix n publicity&lt;br /&gt;Its hard work man..and u guys did perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Sold out tix man.. plus extra tix sold at da door..&lt;br /&gt;Wat more can u ask for? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scriptwriters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabariah, Maisarah, Khairul and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. criter kiter best kan..&lt;br /&gt;Last last kasi Sudin mati.. wawawawawa!!!&lt;br /&gt;I believe we did great.. certainly =)&lt;br /&gt;Hard work n sacrifice paid off man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance Choreographer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazlyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhehehe... datang jugak eh last day of training.&lt;br /&gt;And u managed to come up wif a lovely dance number&lt;br /&gt;They luvit.. nice one naz.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Host&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadhirah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... hehehe member upset seh&lt;br /&gt;pasal luper nak letak nama dier pat sini =p &lt;br /&gt;uuuuwawawawawawawawa!~&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. 1st time u spoke at Kempanglima&lt;br /&gt;we spotted the voice of a host.. &lt;br /&gt;Certainly did a wonderful job there..&lt;br /&gt;Nice working with you Nad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director Zalinah&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Director Khairul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan senang nak jadi seorang director..&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you've got other priorities in hand..&lt;br /&gt;I respect you guys for the sacrifices you had to make&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of this production..&lt;br /&gt;It was all worth it.. everybit of it..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for guiding us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. i'mma take this opportunity to thank the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Najib, Izzati, Humairah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;the old lions.. thank you for your support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hidayat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. for giving us the go ahead for this production&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who has helped one way or the other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loving families&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving us this opporunity&lt;br /&gt;The late nytes.. we we're hardly home on time..&lt;br /&gt;The love n support that u gave..&lt;br /&gt;We love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legends of Malay Films&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;They were the reason why we did this..&lt;br /&gt;To them we paid tribute.&lt;br /&gt;And to them we thank for all that they've done..&lt;br /&gt;An inspiration to each and everyone of us..&lt;br /&gt;Let the legend continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly..&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;God Almighty&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;All praise to you for allowing us this chance..&lt;br /&gt;Allowing us to share with the people&lt;br /&gt;The passion and talent that we have..&lt;br /&gt;We thank You for everything that has happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syukur Alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Di mana kan ku cari ganti&lt;br /&gt;Serupa dengan mu&lt;br /&gt;Tak sanggup ku berpisah&lt;br /&gt;Dan perhati patah, hidup gelisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alangkah pedih rasa hati&lt;br /&gt;Selama kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;Tinggalkan sendirian&lt;br /&gt;Tiada berteman dalam kesepian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It touches our hearts just to think back..&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we did what we did..&lt;br /&gt;And now.. it turns to memories..&lt;br /&gt;To be held close to the heart..&lt;br /&gt;To remind us of how we started..&lt;br /&gt;To remind us of what we went thru..&lt;br /&gt;To remind us... we're a family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sang Singa Purba&lt;br /&gt;pentaskan dongengmu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Waiter&lt;br /&gt;Chief Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112584299851925169?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112584299851925169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112584299851925169' title='2 Comments'/><link 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and good luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's kick some ass =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pentaskan dongeng mu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chief&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112559574285866852?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112559574285866852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112559574285866852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112559574285866852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hari makin melampau..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpa no hal man.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Small person, full of surprises..&lt;br /&gt;Definitely... =p&lt;br /&gt;Emotions that melts the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Khai.. &lt;br /&gt;Semi finals for Anugerah..&lt;br /&gt;And an awesome job on directing..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno wat else to say..&lt;br /&gt;Takleh puji banyak banyak..&lt;br /&gt;Nanti member kembang... Kabooom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of the family..&lt;br /&gt;I realised.. &lt;br /&gt;Some of us have only dreamt of something like this&lt;br /&gt;Just came across my mind just now..&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Its...just overwhelming man..&lt;br /&gt;Yikes...&lt;br /&gt;That's it man..&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna kick some ass on 2nd Sept..&lt;br /&gt;Nyeheheheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K ah Chief mrepek seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112508057045714940?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112508057045714940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112508057045714940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so..&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose my grip..&lt;br /&gt;I can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't want me to tell myself to stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not another man down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112481177573009838?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112481177573009838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112481177573009838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112481177573009838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112481177573009838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-can-only-try-so-hard.html' title='I can only try so hard..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112446585757059947</id><published>2005-08-19T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T23:40:46.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little red indian boy...</title><content type='html'>There was a little red indian boy.. &lt;br /&gt;who grew up masquerading...&lt;br /&gt;he loved doing so..&lt;br /&gt;as nothing he does is true..&lt;br /&gt;s'all like living a lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;romance...&lt;br /&gt;fury...&lt;br /&gt;confusion...&lt;br /&gt;humour...&lt;br /&gt;despair...&lt;br /&gt;etc etc...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings and emotions, one can always fake&lt;br /&gt;a hoax story is never hard to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually you please your audience&lt;br /&gt;your passion grows larger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little red indian boy grew up..&lt;br /&gt;He took head of the tribe..&lt;br /&gt;A tradition passed on, he holds the tribe &lt;br /&gt;Such a family they are, he loves the tribe&lt;br /&gt;Blood to flesh to ash, he protects the tribe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.. &lt;br /&gt;the little red indian boy s'all grown up&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how old he gets&lt;br /&gt;No matter where he sits in the heirachy&lt;br /&gt;No matter how bold he can be&lt;br /&gt;He still needs his tribe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little red indian boy &lt;br /&gt;is nothing without his family&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who make the tribe&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who run the family&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who keep the traditions going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all that the little red indian boy can do&lt;br /&gt;For all the emotions, feelings, that he can fake&lt;br /&gt;For all the lies that he can say..&lt;br /&gt;For all the greatness that he has..&lt;br /&gt;For all the passion that he shares..&lt;br /&gt;He needs his tribe, every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey awaits them...&lt;br /&gt;He leads his tribe, foot by foot..&lt;br /&gt;Every inch of the way..&lt;br /&gt;looking back frequently..&lt;br /&gt;to see the faces of they who stand with him&lt;br /&gt;such gratitude he has for them..&lt;br /&gt;if only they knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand by me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chief&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112316814885053203</id><published>2005-08-04T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:10:59.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick..</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*~!@AAACHOO!!@~*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea man...i'm sick.. for the week&lt;br /&gt;The whole week, had things stuck up my nose&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt breathe a shit in..ok tu nampaksah bedek&lt;br /&gt;But rabak seh.. &lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak..but i still wanna do work man&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe i slept throughout a whole tutorial&lt;br /&gt;My head was spinning man..i think coz overworked&lt;br /&gt;Tulah degil sangat, saper suruh gi gym tgh sakit2..&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with MST..s'ok ah.. &lt;br /&gt;But seriously i've got to get my ass back on track&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be responsible for my own future man&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake my own future dammit my FUTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;S'not gonna come easy..definitely not..&lt;br /&gt;So fin, if u wanna get that life and achieve all that&lt;br /&gt;U gotta earn it man.. &lt;strong&gt;EARN IT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Smell the air.. kiss the dirt ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'looming nearer and nearer..&lt;br /&gt;Around 4 weeks left.. that's friggin short&lt;br /&gt;Guys we've got alot lot lot of work to do..&lt;br /&gt;We need the fullest commitment from the family&lt;br /&gt;And seriously jangan jadi "&lt;em&gt;kucing kurap&lt;/em&gt;" lah..&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together, lets make this happen&lt;br /&gt;Almost half the job is done already.. &lt;br /&gt;The script is awesome.. got great comments from people&lt;br /&gt;So its left to to us to live it out.. show it&lt;br /&gt;This may be the first time that&lt;br /&gt;Sang Singa Purba is doing its own production&lt;br /&gt;We may be amatuers, noobs, watever dey wanna call it&lt;br /&gt;some of us mungkin tak pernah act&lt;br /&gt;tak pernah baca dialogue&lt;br /&gt;or even get involved in such things&lt;br /&gt;But from the look of things..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..i'm glad i've got u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much at heart&lt;br /&gt;So much raw talent&lt;br /&gt;So much energy &lt;br /&gt;So much enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;So much.. that it shouldnt go wasted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are gonna change man..&lt;br /&gt;For the better. lets all pray and work for that..&lt;br /&gt;But eventually.. at the end of that day..&lt;br /&gt;We're all still that family..&lt;br /&gt;A good mix of old and new..&lt;br /&gt;To share our smiles and laughter..&lt;br /&gt;And work on with our dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Just nice and cozy.. no worries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;Khairul&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Yesternyte was an awesome show..&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed the crowd with that jiggy&lt;br /&gt;Gettin jiggy wit it yeaaa?~~ Hahaha!~&lt;br /&gt;Somebody just cant stop moving on stage =p&lt;br /&gt;Lookin slick wit that hat too yea~~&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations.. you're on to da next round man!&lt;br /&gt;We're all friggin proud of u wooohooo!~&lt;br /&gt;And we'er excited to see wats coming..&lt;br /&gt;Another jiggy? hahah...we'll see =p&lt;br /&gt;You earned it bro.. definitely..&lt;br /&gt;You've got all of us behind u..&lt;br /&gt;So lets make it another for da next round..&lt;br /&gt;Ingat babe.. work hard..pray hard too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish..there's alot to be done..&lt;br /&gt;I gotta friggin get well soon..&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said... Cheers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112316814885053203?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112316814885053203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112316814885053203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112316814885053203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112316814885053203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112279339777924374</id><published>2005-07-31T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T15:03:17.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maelstrom...</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a msg from Sab, they're gonna go hang out&lt;br /&gt;Met em at Raffles City.. walked to Boat Quay&lt;br /&gt;Eating Old Chang Kee and just blabberin nonsense&lt;br /&gt;Then met Nisa aka Miss Melatar&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but we always diss her man.. rabak ah korang&lt;br /&gt;Ok ah actually aku pon dua kali lima ah =p&lt;br /&gt;Then walked sumore n ended up back at Cityhall&lt;br /&gt;Met Mai, Arif and the props crew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Bugis, nak lunch n sheesha&lt;br /&gt;Ryyyte.. sheesha.. lambat seh service..&lt;br /&gt;Waited for like 45 friggin minutes..&lt;br /&gt;Cancelled the order, den da next minute da sheesha came&lt;br /&gt;Waddaheck.. &lt;br /&gt;Langsung tak terima..&lt;br /&gt;Left the group to meet my ol frens from VS Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crazy Bunch&lt;br /&gt;The Idolas of All Mischief&lt;br /&gt;A Deck of Jokers&lt;br /&gt;Maelstrom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride to marine parade was emo&lt;br /&gt;197 got stuck in the middle of Geylang&lt;br /&gt;Friggin traffic jam, but got to see fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Was walkin by my old sch, den saw Sophan by the bustop&lt;br /&gt;Aza picked us up.. member dah ada lesen sei..&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest at da pit&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages that all of us met..&lt;br /&gt;Ibkaar came back from M'sia..z'nice seeing him again&lt;br /&gt;Ate alot, was playing Amy Search n Awie wif Ikam&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh peh kambing..malam malam ajak memekak hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ban and Zul were at one coner drinking..!@*@#$%!&lt;br /&gt;Played taitee, shit lah i cant play for nuts&lt;br /&gt;Den one smart bugger bukak meja judi&lt;br /&gt;Judi "halal~".. byk kau peh halal&lt;br /&gt;Main sposen..kental kememek sei&lt;br /&gt;1st sposen, den aleh aleh naik sampai tigeposen&lt;br /&gt;aleh aleh ada dua ringget atas meja&lt;br /&gt;Baik ah.. ni lah anak² melayu misali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian Jamil taught me a very dirty trick..&lt;br /&gt;Shan't mention it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was testing 5sal's bike at da carpark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*BADING DING DING BADEDINGDING DONG DAAMMM DAAAM DOMM*~&lt;br /&gt;~*PRA PRAA PREE PRAPRAPRA PROOM PRRRRAAAAMMMMM WHEEEE!!!*~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast menjerit kepaa..&lt;br /&gt;Took Ikam for a spin.. suker seh dia&lt;br /&gt;that's it man.. *you know wat's in my head duncha~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent the guys to Sophan's house at 4 in da morn.. &lt;br /&gt;Aza dropped me off at home at 5.. i stink of chicken bbq&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired n i've got flu.. where's my nurse.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Besok dah skola.. here we go again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week's been great.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee “Unforgiven”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ampoliros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112279339777924374?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112279339777924374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112279339777924374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112279339777924374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112279339777924374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/maelstrom.html' title='Maelstrom...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112247667112949503</id><published>2005-07-27T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:04:31.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the lions..</title><content type='html'>When i look at them, i see myself back then..&lt;br /&gt;Back with the old lions&lt;br /&gt;All raw and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;Just give us a prey&lt;br /&gt;And we'll sharpen our claws for a kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days, we'd stay over till late&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it going, for a dream we seek to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;We didn't see ourselves as top dogs or hotshots&lt;br /&gt;Rather.. we just wanted to givit a shot..&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers one another.. i remembered how it was&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know Najib could act&lt;br /&gt;Knew nuts bout Khai&lt;br /&gt;And didnt know how serious Jad could be&lt;br /&gt;The rest i knew fairly.. &lt;br /&gt;But what's thought to be of strangers&lt;br /&gt;Bloomed out into a family we could only love for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of it...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't matter if we were raw without big help&lt;br /&gt;We just stuck together and dragged each other further&lt;br /&gt;Turned out better than expected, we just keep getting better&lt;br /&gt;Like sand to jewel... awesome~&lt;br /&gt;There were no individuals.. Just one family..&lt;br /&gt;One goal and one passion.. &lt;br /&gt;That's what kept us going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the pride is passing.. &lt;br /&gt;The cubs are here..&lt;br /&gt;How i see so much of us in them..&lt;br /&gt;Like the old lions, each and everyone is diffrent&lt;br /&gt;One to compliment the other..&lt;br /&gt;Each day that we spend together, we got closer&lt;br /&gt;Without realising it, we open up slowly&lt;br /&gt;And we share our strengths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cubs being cubs, they're a playful bunch&lt;br /&gt;Always up to nonsense here and there..&lt;br /&gt;I get headaches trying to make them sit still&lt;br /&gt;But i guess that's the way it should be..&lt;br /&gt;Coz i remembered, i was a bad bad cub back then.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Just ask Izzati, she would kill herself just to get me to listen&lt;br /&gt;And to get me to sit still and shut up..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, that's another task for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... what u give is what u get..&lt;br /&gt;Yea i'm certainly getting the feel of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear cubs.. i see you guys up there..&lt;br /&gt;Just like the old lions..&lt;br /&gt;From mere scratch, lets work our way up&lt;br /&gt;The family is just about to grow..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are 3rd generation felines man..&lt;br /&gt;Just remember...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we do, keep our nose down&lt;br /&gt;That means don't be "anggek" lah bodoh~&lt;br /&gt;Respect each and everyone..&lt;br /&gt;And for goodness sake keep it down ah&lt;br /&gt;Memekak seh! Leh meletop telinga aku..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chief&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112247667112949503?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112247667112949503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112247667112949503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112247667112949503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112247667112949503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/remember-lions.html' title='Remember the lions..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112213851087212565</id><published>2005-07-24T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T01:08:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masa yang tak dapat ku beri..</title><content type='html'>Biasa ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makin hari makin sebok.. &lt;br /&gt;Skejap skejap ni lah, tu lah..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ape nak buat seh, memang ni cara hidop fin&lt;br /&gt;Memang ni caranya fin buat bende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi jangan keliru..&lt;br /&gt;Bukan fin tak suka&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya fin marah&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dah tiba masanya, fin nak rehat skejap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang mak ngan abah dah sound&lt;br /&gt;Tiap tiap hari balik memalam buta&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sampai rumah kol 7 kirekan awal ah tu&lt;br /&gt;Abehtu batang hidong jarang nampak pat rumah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abeh skarang skolah acam..&lt;br /&gt;Aeronaut nye module bukan senang seh&lt;br /&gt;Abeh dalam lecture otak lagi tak centre &lt;br /&gt;Merayau... ntah ape fikiran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat luar happy je.. muker tunjuk suker..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, tiap kali seblom tido, asik frust seh&lt;br /&gt;Hati slalu ngadu, macam ada bende je yang tak sedap&lt;br /&gt;Last last kene plug in tu Metallica&lt;br /&gt;Ha kau baru aman siket kepala fin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada bende yang fin patot lakukan sejak lama lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sebab takda kesempatan, bende dah ditangguh&lt;br /&gt;Dah lama ditangguh, fin tau orangnya dah lama menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Ingat.. bukan fin tanak buat..&lt;br /&gt;Cuma.. buat sementara..&lt;br /&gt;Takda masa yang dapat fin berikan&lt;br /&gt;Baik pada mak ngan abah&lt;br /&gt;Adik beradik.. &lt;br /&gt;Lagi lagi kawan fin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling sedih...&lt;br /&gt;Fin takda masa untuk diri fin sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Kenape lah fin asik pentingkan bende lain dariapda diri fin&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kadang kadang fin sanggup..&lt;br /&gt;Sanggup korbankan masa diri untuk orang lain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin.. mungkin satu hari nanti..&lt;br /&gt;Fin takkan begini lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Takda kisah lagi untuk orang lain..&lt;br /&gt;Kerana fin perlu pentingkan diri fin sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin.. di masa nanti..&lt;br /&gt;Fin perlukan kau..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, adakah kau akan datang menolong fin?&lt;br /&gt;Bila tibanya masanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan adakah kau akan faham?&lt;br /&gt;Akan segala perasaan yang fin luahkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm.. tapi takpa..&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau risau...&lt;br /&gt;Jangan panic kalau nampak bende macam gini..&lt;br /&gt;Disini masih siuman..&lt;br /&gt;Ni baru perasaan hati kecil kecil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berani buat, berani tanggung...&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112213851087212565?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112213851087212565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112213851087212565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112213851087212565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112213851087212565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/masa-yang-tak-dapat-ku-beri.html' title='Masa yang tak dapat ku beri..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112160120970148971</id><published>2005-07-17T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:55:42.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryyytee...</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha been sayin that alot these few days.. Dunno if anyone realised that.. But waddaheck its nice to say "ryte~"... ryte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok a few of yous have been saying my blog takda story baru ah.. ingat ni entertainment centre kepaa... haha but sorry ah.. like i said b4, i've been busy man.. lotsa work and discussion and things to worry about.. My life is 85% at school and the remaining is spent in my room ah.. Tak kesian ke~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work on the production so far is ok ok.. i won't say things are smooth coz there's one or two obstacles which i'd rather not comment coz i know it'll burn me up.. And thank you &lt;strong&gt;Sab, Mai, and Khai &lt;/strong&gt;for helping to finish the script.. I think everyone likes it =) Other than that.. i think the new family members kickass man.. You guys.. haha.. what can i say man.. so talented and raw.. and a crazy bunch by themselves.. semangat gillz seh satu satu.. And the best thing about you guys is that i somehow feel we're getting bonded into the family.. Dulu orang perli keluarga &lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt; brape belas orang je eh.. Hah amek kau!! I love this family, and no one's gonna spoil this.. I mean it.. so be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my brother... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syukur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. you've made it thru to the 4th round.. &lt;br /&gt;You're strong and determined to clench this dream..&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can afford for you is my support and prayers for your success..&lt;br /&gt;For you have always been there for me even if you don't realise it..&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me as a friend, coz you have me as a brother..&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this happen man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was nice.. Really nice.. &lt;br /&gt;Auditions was awesome.. &lt;br /&gt;Khai's gonna be on teevee woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;The evening at esplanade with my friends was great..&lt;br /&gt;Tanx &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for hanging out.. darn no latte.. =p&lt;br /&gt;For all that has happened.. tanx you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryyyyteee..&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112160120970148971?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112160120970148971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112160120970148971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112160120970148971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112160120970148971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/ryyytee.html' title='Ryyytee...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112135365312798200</id><published>2005-07-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:07:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S'been busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some hectic weeks that just passed.&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of work and stuff, so i didnt have time for things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard balancing things..&lt;br /&gt;It's harder by the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ignoring anyone aite..jus have lotsa work to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma be back as soon as things get settled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The things we do...&lt;br /&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112135365312798200?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112135365312798200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112135365312798200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112135365312798200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112135365312798200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/sbeen-busy.html' title='S&apos;been busy...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112057909187176815</id><published>2005-07-05T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:58:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been gerek man...</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i've been busy again.. like nampakdurh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andayu's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; production, Marni was acting&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME man... entertaining gillz!&lt;br /&gt;Kkk..1stly their theatre friggin nice ah!&lt;br /&gt;Really suitable for plays and stuff..asal SP takda cam gini ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. the cast was great.. all talented man..&lt;br /&gt;Each really carried their role well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kudos&lt;/strong&gt; to the cast playing Zak, both mothers,Sheila,Rudy/Rosy&lt;br /&gt;and da rest of da cast who made da show a success... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline was good ah..engaging and easy for us to relate to&lt;br /&gt;Da effects was great too..maybe a lil blooper here n there but waddaheck ryte&lt;br /&gt;The humour...hoomahgaawwd.. tak kering gusi seh.. gelak to da max!&lt;br /&gt;And the serious parts.. it was good. the music n lights.. plus da awesome showcase by da actors..realli did set da mood.. I'm a hopeless emo when it comes to scenes where there's a mother n child.. darn it..~ =p haha..n kesian Marni kene sepak brutally.. tulah..mintak sangat.. dah kene abeh mulut darah.. *bluek*.. But.. waddaheck ryte.. its just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the things you do for da things you love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt; went there to watch it..hehe the new family members joined us as well so yeah.. therefore it was a bigger and happier and much crazier family.. i think we need to send them to childcare.. Melampau seh satu satu..dalam train buat gelak.. mana mana pegi tu digicam asik flashing je non-stop.. abehtu pat skola orang terus jakun seh!! Aku tau ah NYP lawa gillz..tapi jgn ah sampai memekak &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eh ada pond ah, eh lawa seh tu bende, eh yok amek gambar pat sini, eh ada escalator ah!!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Tebiat jugak eh korang.. tetapi apakandaya.. aku pon dua kali lima.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day during aircraft maintainence practice.. i'z cutting a piece of wire and a small bit flew off n hit my eye straight.. caught me there by surpirse.. den da lecturer had to brushed it out from my eye wif tissue.. darn.. lagi siket kalau tu wire masok seblah tajam dulu.. hai.. seliseh~~ betul betul jadi pirate seh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really really busy.. assignments to get done with, test to study for, script to get done with the scripwriters.. life's never straight.. but that's the way i like it.. Got a weekend to look forward to..so yeah.. let it run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the way i do things..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112057909187176815?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112057909187176815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112057909187176815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112057909187176815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112057909187176815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-gerek-man.html' title='It&apos;s been gerek man...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-112014659095562218</id><published>2005-06-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:53:26.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adek..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We were having supper at some coffee shop in Clementi area..&lt;br /&gt;Then this little boy came to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cik.. nak belik ondeh-ondeh tak? Duer ringgit je.. Kueh kecik kecik pon ader.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a worn-out paper bag..he took out 2 plastic packets with small kuehs init.. He laid it on the table..which was at his eye-level.. and waited for our response.. He jus looked at us wif his big eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzati then asked the boy where he was from and all those small questions you'd prolly ask a toddler.. And there he was 9 at night.. selling kuehs wif his sister.. he's jus 5 years old man.. I knew Izzati would cry if there wasnt anyone around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Adek tinggal mana?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Teban.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Abeh adek datang sorang?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tak..datang samer kakak.. abeh abang tunggu pat sana tuu hujong sana.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bought his kuehs.. dia sempat tanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cik...nak plastic tak?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adek.. &lt;br /&gt;Adek dah besar, jangan jadi macam abang&lt;br /&gt;Adek dengarlah cakap ibu&lt;br /&gt;Adek dengarlah cakap ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek dah besar.. capai lah wawasan&lt;br /&gt;Adek balas lah jasa mama dan papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek..&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan abang adek..&lt;br /&gt;Dunia adek tak sama seperti dulu&lt;br /&gt;Dunia abang dulu..tiada risau.. hanya ceria&lt;br /&gt;Dunia adek skarang.. hanya kecewa, hanya lara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek..&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan balasanmu adek..&lt;br /&gt;Yang salah adalah kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek..&lt;br /&gt;Adek janganlah menangis..&lt;br /&gt;Abang tahu abang yang salah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang kata abang risau lihat adek begini&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kata hanya kata, abang tak buat apa apa&lt;br /&gt;Abang kata saja abang akan tolong&lt;br /&gt;Bila ada duit, bila ada masa&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila adek tiba.. abang buat pura pura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek..&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan kami semua..&lt;br /&gt;Kasih sayang tiada lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Kerna kami semua mementingkan diri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama.. kenaper adek tak pegi skola?&lt;br /&gt;Papa.. kenaper kawan adek kata papa jahat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama.. Adek lapar mama..&lt;br /&gt;Papa.. mana mama?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Adek... adek dah besar.. nak jadi ape?~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-112014659095562218?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/112014659095562218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=112014659095562218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112014659095562218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/112014659095562218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/06/adek.html' title='Adek..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111929163613029439</id><published>2005-06-21T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T02:20:36.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolei !~</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a week ey =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...there are times when you'd dream of one thing&lt;br /&gt;Like.. just day dream and think about it&lt;br /&gt;And wishing that one day it would happen&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I've been dreaming too &lt;br /&gt;And wow... it came true  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped at the chance when Jihad offered me to join the &lt;strong&gt;Community Drumming Festival&lt;/strong&gt;. Sounded like something new and fun..so yeah just thot i'mma givit a try. And boy did i really enjoy everybit of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day at St Gabriel Sec was already awesome.. how lucky we were that it was da training centre for the &lt;strong&gt;Djembe Percussion&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Kau...like... what more could we ask for seh!!! Me and Jad are total freakheads when it comes to djembe drums.. Ok lah for those of you yg ada lembab sket.. djembe ni is an African tribal drum.. from West Africa.. pat Mali sana... So anyway.. The people from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lila's Drums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelvin, Shahrul, and Jason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, were our instructors and they were awesome in everyway man..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i guess Kelvin knew that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jad, Idafi, Mat, Marleen, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and me could pick up the lead djembe and he gave da front line to us.. fantabulous man.. 5 raw talents playing upfront to lead a group of some 200 crazy lower sec kids.. and really man they are crazy shit dey drive people nuts with their attitude seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk back to the story.. we trained for 2 days under Kelvin as he thought us a piece which was titled "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jolei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".. said he learnt it from a fren from West Africa.. Hehehe somehow we all could pick it up quite fast.. and it grooves like.. i dunno.. the best beats that i could ever imagine to be playing.. Fingers hurting and swelling.. kids screaming and fighting.. it was pure African jungle man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did u know..we were playing on brand new djembe drums freshly imported from the U.S. , &lt;strong&gt;700 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;... and we got to lay our hands on it 1st.. tune it.. and made it our passion for that four days.. And i still miss holding my djembe and drumming around n running like an Red Indian with it.. Darn it rocks like everything man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was on Weds and Thurs,den had rehearsal at ITE East College on Friday. Kau..that college is friggin nice ah..jealous haram seh.. Friggin airconditioned indoor stadium.. basketball hoops lowered from da ceiling.. friggin nice fountain.. i wanna burn it down =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets skip rehearsal and go to da big day.. Saturday.. D-Day... Time to show em wat we've got.. all suit up in our dirty green tshirt, jeans, and kickass bandanas.. we were dressed to Jolei bebeh!!! 4 guys and a girl inna centre.. frontline drummers just ready to lay down some African kickass to da crowd.. GIMME SOME SHUGAAH!!! I guess Kelvin really knew how to grab the show man..he arranged everything so well.. i really think the crowd loved us.. the darn kids were awesome.. and i guess all we wanted to do was have fun and let lose all passion that's from within.. How often could u get 4 guys shaking their booties and prancing around like Indians wif djembes man..and still be playing the correct syncronised beat~ If only u saw... =) You'd definitely wanna join us... Definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only describe so much, but if only you could feel the burning passion that charged thru us everytime we hit the djembe and ran around.. all soaked up in sweat and still beating it all over.. If only you could feel how we felt.. If only your hands would speak of the same passion as us.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Only you'll understand what i'm trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams like this could only come once... and i lived it for 4 days.. 4 days.. doing what i loved for 4 days.. and den performing it in front of the grandstand.. the lights.. the sound.. the aura...  everyone...everything.. This dream that i thought would only be for moments when i'm all blur during lectures or riding da train home.. this dream just came true and it had me by the edge.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we realise that opportunities like these don't come all da time.. When will we realise that nothing will stop us when our passion burns greater and greater.. When will you realise that what seems to be dreams are meant to be lived.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O when will you realise... ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the gang from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lila's Drums, Kelvin Shahrul and Jason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. you guys are the best and coolest kickass mentors i've ever had.. You guys just taught me that such passion shouldnt be put to sleep.. Coz you'll only live with it once.. Thanx to &lt;strong&gt;Jad&lt;/strong&gt; for inviting me.. to &lt;strong&gt;Idafi Mat Marleen&lt;/strong&gt;.. you guys are the best craziest frontliners to beat da shit outta those drums.. and to the friggin noisy kids of &lt;strong&gt;St Gabriel&lt;/strong&gt;.. you guys shd learn to shut up.. =p hahaha...you guys are like the craziest little brothers..drives people up the wall and down again and up and down and over and over.. you get the picture ryte~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At then end of the day..even though i'm still shagged by all that has happened.. even though my shoulders are still aching.. even though my fingers are cacat already.. i think i did take care of myself.. yeah i had like alot of people telling me to sit still at home and rest..but yeah.. i took care of myself and i'm feeling great..just need more rest and i'mma be good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma put da Drumming Festival pics in my bucket...hit me wif u wanna see it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS : Ipin dah besar nak kompol duit beli djembe =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111929163613029439?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111929163613029439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111929163613029439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111929163613029439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111929163613029439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/06/jolei.html' title='Jolei !~'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111858738776739737</id><published>2005-06-12T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:47:18.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your last thrill.. Sazali..</title><content type='html'>A long week.. definitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a small performance for the freshies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warisan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Wawasan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil to slackish though.. &lt;br /&gt;But i hope you guys liked it =p&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated Jihad's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...we punk'ed him b4 givin some cake&lt;br /&gt;Haddad basket seh..marah Jad pasal gi samprong masa meeting&lt;br /&gt;Abeh tu muker Jad masam seh hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Pastu nyanyi...pastu potong cake..&lt;br /&gt;Ala biasa ah.. i'm smeared cake on him..&lt;br /&gt;Den malam he blanj us sheesha..dua lagi..&lt;br /&gt;I think dat nyte's one a lil too strong..&lt;br /&gt;Balik tak tertido sampai kol 3 seh..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jihad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest day... &lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 530...&lt;br /&gt;Slept my ass off till nyte..den woke up&lt;br /&gt;Gosok baju Sazali..Friday's his last performance&lt;br /&gt;Den continued sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went gym wif Jad&lt;br /&gt;Den showered n got back to MLS &lt;br /&gt;Left for Taman Warisan wif the freshies&lt;br /&gt;Last show for Haddad b4 he serves nation's dog-hood&lt;br /&gt;Wanted tis to be one to remember..&lt;br /&gt;The place... A.W.E.S.O.M.E.&lt;br /&gt;You klutz should go n visit it..&lt;br /&gt;The stage set..we opened the theatre nyte..&lt;br /&gt;For once got to wear ear-held mics&lt;br /&gt;And we heard the song "Anakku Sazali"&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Sazali hears it..he would live again..&lt;br /&gt;To tell his tale.. and how much he is still a boy..&lt;br /&gt;For once i could hear him sing "Embun~"..&lt;br /&gt;For once it sounded nice.. short but mystical&lt;br /&gt;And Khai sang wonderfully...bro u do dat all da tyme =)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah..Izzati was back with us..lama menghilang..&lt;br /&gt;The nyte was great...farewell Haddad...&lt;br /&gt;Come back to us.. you belong here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing until 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Went out wif the boys till 1.30am.. &lt;br /&gt;Slept over at Emi's..&lt;br /&gt;Missed hangin out with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer at 11.. den gi saloon wif Ridhuan n Emi&lt;br /&gt;Tido pat rumah Nyayi sampai kol 7.. &lt;br /&gt;den went home after dat.. &lt;br /&gt;i'm burnt out... awww darn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record&lt;br /&gt;Don't be offended by my last entry&lt;br /&gt;I had it on myself.. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Self inflicted.. &lt;br /&gt;The things we do for the things we love..&lt;br /&gt;Until we forget we've got ourselves to love..&lt;br /&gt;I still love each and everyone of you..&lt;br /&gt;But now i've gotta do things for myself..&lt;br /&gt;Trust me on this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy..and i'll still be busy&lt;br /&gt;But a promise for myself..&lt;br /&gt;I'mma make time for my own..&lt;br /&gt;After all work is done..&lt;br /&gt;We'll see us again in the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sazali..&lt;br /&gt;You've been great..&lt;br /&gt;Its just diffrent..you're your own..not like me&lt;br /&gt;I guess somehow you've made a life out of me..&lt;br /&gt;And for everybit of love..hate..passion..fury..&lt;br /&gt;It was worth living thru it with you..&lt;br /&gt;And now i put you to sleep..until the calling&lt;br /&gt;For you to be reborn.. and take your place as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Li...pergilah kau buat sementara..&lt;br /&gt;Kembalilah bila apimu menyala..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111858738776739737?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111858738776739737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111858738776739737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111858738776739737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111858738776739737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-last-thrill-sazali.html' title='Your last thrill.. Sazali..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111814857429542561</id><published>2005-06-07T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:49:34.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off... pissed off.. pissed off...</title><content type='html'>No i dunno why.. &lt;br /&gt;And i don't even wanna know the reasons&lt;br /&gt;I'z jus pissed off bout lotsa things&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm not even supposed to feel so&lt;br /&gt;But...crap i just felt fucked-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i don't blame you&lt;br /&gt;nor you..&lt;br /&gt;neither you too&lt;br /&gt;It's all on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be ruthless&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be selfish&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna givva damn no more&lt;br /&gt;Coz i got myself to give a damn for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once i don't wanna care..&lt;br /&gt;So gimme this chance..&lt;br /&gt;Or i'mma hafta take it out on others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sazali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111814857429542561?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111814857429542561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111814857429542561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111814857429542561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111814857429542561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/06/pissed-off-pissed-off-pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off... pissed off.. pissed off...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111729098602817611</id><published>2005-05-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:36:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks... =)</title><content type='html'>It was wonderful guys.. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when all the little things come together..it feels alot..&lt;br /&gt;And all that lot felt soo good..&lt;br /&gt;I'z taken back...really really...&lt;br /&gt;I really didnt expect anything...&lt;br /&gt;But somehow all of you guys proved me wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends..all those &lt;strong&gt;TKGS kataks &lt;/strong&gt;=p &lt;br /&gt;even though its been ages that we've all met..you girls still love me *sob sob* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..haha you crazy twin you kickass man..&lt;br /&gt;I'mma buy u a straight-jacket for ur birthday woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;For all that you've done.. tanx nurse =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fkidz&lt;/strong&gt;.. we had a reunion...lovely  =)&lt;br /&gt;The soccer final was gerek gilllleerrr!~&lt;br /&gt;And seeing you guys again made my day hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zallie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; still vogue, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; still wif her blurry voice but i'mma miss you to bits girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...err...still Farid..ok ah abit more slimmer man woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hudy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fadzli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..ahai..dah lama tak nampak dis 2 lovebirds *wink*&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babester&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..she made me cookies you know.. i loooiiikkeee!!!! tanx da =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt;..that surprise bash was awesome man haha!!&lt;br /&gt;You friggin good actors caught me off gaurd..&lt;br /&gt;Took me 2 minutes to realize wat was happening.. &lt;br /&gt;And yeah, had cake smeared all over my face..tanx ah Fahmi =p&lt;br /&gt;Btw that cake was nice hehe..n the card's very heart warming =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai,Naz,Jibby,Fahmi,Afiq,Richuan,Zal,Haddad,Shamil,Nadz.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You guys are public nuisance,keep out of reach of children!&lt;br /&gt;But i love you guys man.. serious serious tak bedek =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my &lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; made me a house out of coloured ice-cream sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bought me cake...and dragged me to supper&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zul,Emi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fadhil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. pukol 1 seh!!! But nvm tanx =p&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..takyah apape...i jus love you to bits&lt;br /&gt;Without you i'm not what i am...&lt;br /&gt;I wont be the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pirate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I wont be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sazali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I wont be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ipin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Almighty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. without You..none of the above would occur..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son,Friend,Pirate,Sazali,Ipin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you... thank you so much for everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111729098602817611?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111729098602817611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111729098602817611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111729098602817611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111729098602817611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/thanks.html' title='Thanks... =)'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111695411839269024</id><published>2005-05-25T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T01:01:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning of my 19th year..</title><content type='html'>What was i doing.. taking a shower seh =p&lt;br /&gt;Den i think da &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; members were msging me&lt;br /&gt;And my ol frens from yesteryears did too&lt;br /&gt;I swear i nearly drowned my hp seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all of you.. yes even you who's reading this..&lt;br /&gt;I love you man... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write sumthin emo now but cant seem to do so coz i'm preatty shagged so i'mma do it later tonyte ey.. so yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin/Sazali &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;turned 19 in the shower...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111695411839269024?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111695411839269024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111695411839269024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111695411839269024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111695411839269024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/morning-of-my-19th-year.html' title='Morning of my 19th year..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111686019069019180</id><published>2005-05-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:56:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hotness.. Old Busted</title><content type='html'>Hehey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyyy you lookin good mah man haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice shit u got here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma say thanks to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for all these.. you kickass man you! Tis shit really emo like when petals fall over a bed of dead roses.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys like it hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111686019069019180?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111686019069019180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111686019069019180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111686019069019180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111686019069019180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-hotness-old-busted.html' title='New Hotness.. Old Busted'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111603645283081204</id><published>2005-05-14T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:07:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-kisah Panglima</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Meniti kembali ke zaman purba&lt;br /&gt;Tertatap al-kisah makalah diraja&lt;br /&gt;Syairnya rayu.. Oh Dara Teruna&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah permata, kaulah Panglima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku Teruna&lt;br /&gt;Hadirmu disisi mirip khalifah&lt;br /&gt;Pahlawan rimba nan serigala&lt;br /&gt;Kau membimbing kelanamu&lt;br /&gt;Kau menjulang Taming Sarimu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap julang itu dilafazkan namaNya&lt;br /&gt;Kerna badimu itu, kegagalan ditakdirNya&lt;br /&gt;Diatas persahabatan kau berjuang&lt;br /&gt;Diatas kemenangan kau harumkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewiku Dara&lt;br /&gt;Indah berseri senandung suaramu&lt;br /&gt;Pedas berapi serpihan marahmu&lt;br /&gt;Kadangnya diluar dilapiskan batu&lt;br /&gt;Andainya isi disaluti madu&lt;br /&gt;Pedoman hati buatnya Teruna&lt;br /&gt;Kelembutan hatimu dikagumi semua&lt;br /&gt;Yang disayangi, kau curahkan hati&lt;br /&gt;Yang dicintai, itulah Illahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahai Panglima&lt;br /&gt;Tulus perjuanganmu kami sanjung&lt;br /&gt;Dongengan kisahmu kami dukung&lt;br /&gt;Setiap langkah yang disebutkan&lt;br /&gt;Tersemai sifat kewibawaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dari ninda ke ninda&lt;br /&gt;Dan dari lidah ke lidah&lt;br /&gt;Pesananmu tidak kami endah&lt;br /&gt;Hanya terpendam di dalam dada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Dara Teruna&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah permata, kaulah Panglima&lt;br /&gt;Mekar jika baiknya dikata&lt;br /&gt;Indah jika manisnya dimata&lt;br /&gt;Jangan sesekali peteranamu terlata&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya tersilap bermain senjata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111603645283081204?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111603645283081204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111603645283081204' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111603645283081204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111603645283081204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/al-kisah-panglima.html' title='Al-kisah Panglima'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111557104802326498</id><published>2005-05-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:50:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rayu di jiwa..</title><content type='html'>It hurts so much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only now that i understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one s'yet to hold that special spot in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's yet to open up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.. don't seek your place in me yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell..when it's right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to come and go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're hurting yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau datang menanti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada janji yang kan ku pasti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa diri ku belom lagi menginginkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman sejati buat idaman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya menanti adalah masa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu aku mula sedar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diriku ini..akan memerlukan sesuatu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang mungkin itu.. hanya kamu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang bukan sahaja kau yang mengalir&lt;br /&gt;Malah kalbu ku menitis di jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Kau mencari ku disisi&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencari erti semua ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang mungkin kau rasa, duka..&lt;br /&gt;Yang hanya ku rasa, lara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapanku didodoi dibuatnya sepi&lt;br /&gt;Harapanmu hanya dapat diketepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah rindu melanda&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah pilu di dada&lt;br /&gt;Jangan sesekali harapan binasa&lt;br /&gt;Kerna yang ku tunggu hanyalah masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin tiada kesempatan buat masa ini..&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kau... mengerti?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111557104802326498?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111557104802326498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111557104802326498' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111557104802326498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111557104802326498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/rayu-di-jiwa.html' title='Rayu di jiwa..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111540341623922090</id><published>2005-05-07T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T02:16:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on mocha..</title><content type='html'>Supper at 2320hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi, Uncle, and me..&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks.. yeah i love coffee masa kini..&lt;br /&gt;Bebual je~  Family chalet at Sentosa comin up..&lt;br /&gt;4 rooms and 10 huts.. dats wat i call a family affair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy ideas..&lt;br /&gt;Entity..&lt;br /&gt;Night-vison cam at Fort Siloso..&lt;br /&gt;2 people to sit by the gaurd post..&lt;br /&gt;Those mannequins.. The trees.. The smell..&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be somethin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living my days working..&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending my time waiting..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what i'm waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the gym..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Gremlins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i touch the pictures on my wall&lt;br /&gt;It comes back to me, it looks back at me..&lt;br /&gt;We lived for you.. We loved you..&lt;br /&gt;The whole picture will only seem bigger..&lt;br /&gt;But it stays on the wall.. &lt;br /&gt;Until it falls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111540341623922090?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111540341623922090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111540341623922090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111540341623922090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111540341623922090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/high-on-mocha.html' title='High on mocha..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111504490199730482</id><published>2005-05-02T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:41:42.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritz Boys Band</title><content type='html'>Yes blogster.. the DJ gave us that name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lah laff all u want man.. but we &lt;strong&gt;ROCKED&lt;/strong&gt; the wedding bells ok!! Fooo.. gerek gilllllleeeerrrrr!~~!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haddad's bro, Haiz, is a close friend of the bride who is Farahzian or whom some of us would recognize her as the girl who played the kucing Mat Yoyo.. Yes she's the character we would enjoy watching on "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aksi Mat Yoyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" channel SBC  all the time masa kecik kecik dulu.. Tak jemu kan?~ Dudok depan depan tv tengok ni programme.. kalau dorang joget kiter pon diri depan tv ikot joget seh.. kk anyway.. Skarang dier dah besar tau..abeh skarang dier dah kahwin ngan jejaka idaman nya.. abehtu untuk dier peh wedding dier jemput kiter nye band perform ah pat sana.. So ape lagi seh... takkan tanak lepaskan ni peluang?!?! Wedding tau!!! Komfim gerek nye wohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days of da past week, a few members of SSP consisting of Jihad, Shamil, Haddad, Khairul, and me, jammed at Wee Lee Serangoon. Chose a few songs that we liked.. Quando quando quando, When you say nothing at all, Bukan Kerna Nama, Berhenti Berharap, Hidup Bersama, La Obe,plus Cenderawasih and Belaian Jiwa in acoustic version. Practice practice pun perit jugak seh kadang kadang.. asik kene kluar duit.. abeh can only jam after work at 6.. balik asik lambat je.. Dah balik kene blaja lagu pulak.. mmm ingat senang ke?~ kadang kadang sesak ler~~ =p O yea.. Farah came down to one of our jam sessions.. actually we thot she was abit dissapointed with our performance but Haddad said she felt that we're gonna do a good show on Sunday..so yeah..didnt wanna let her down man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came by her place on Saturday evening to check it out.. ahai..datang je leh dgr lagu dangdut seh!! In my head was like.."aiii~~ dangdut?~" Hahaha..somehow her mom has a karaoke club with a few friends and they love dangdut.. one of the khakis was Shamil's makcik seh!!! Hahaha...stengah jalan dier tengah nyanyi skali dier ternampak Sham.. "Eh Shamil?! Ape kau buat pat sini? Eh anak sedara aku!!!" hahahaha... Sayaaaaang makcik ngan Shamil eh =p &lt;br /&gt;K anyway.. We plugged in the equipment and played a few pieces just to test the sound and stuff.. felt good..so den we hanged out wif Farah, den left the place for the jam studio at Simei for one last session.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday came... *jeng jeng jeng~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi pagi datang terus set up..den buat satu sound check.. ok ok ah.. O ya.. we all had to wear something like smart casual ah.. kalau tak dah pakai jeans ngan t-shirt je.. Shamil pakai baju ada tribal tattoo seh.. ala tak crewet lah~ K..then lepas buat sound check..da DJ asked for our name.. alaahai selama ni tak terfikir seh pasal nama band.. ala bedal je ah bang DJ.. ape nak kasi pon kasi je lah.. tak crewet~ =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 1 o'clock slot, we played Hidup Bersama, Quando, and Bukan Kerna Nama.. i think it was ok ah..just to get the guest warmed up..coz b4 dat it was all dangdut =p&lt;br /&gt;Then for the 3 o'clock slot we played the songs in acoustic, Belaian Jiwa, Cenderawasih, and When you say nothing at all.. During the 1st 2 songs i think the crowd suddenly crowded the performing area and was like mesmerized by who else but Khai =p... ala dier step malu but really he got the crowd man.. dier kalau nyanyi eh.. lelaki pon leh steam kodok seh.. But yeah..i really really think we sounded gorgeously good when we played in acoustic..very relaxing.. couple sumer leh jiwa jiwa seh.. errr *ehem* but that's beside the point ryte..so ANYWAY~ after that we rested for sometime pat abwah blok b4 the 5 o'clock slot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last slot, so Haddad took da mic to wish the newlyweds "Selamat Pengantin Baru".. and then we played Berhenti Berharap.. Emo gillllleeerrrrr seyyyy!!! Mak ai.. Most of the song was played in acoustic only until da last few part..so i'z practically sitting at da side with Najib..releek minom air sumer step enjoy lagu, until Sham signalled me to go sit at the bloddy drum set.. Yeah den after that song..Khai announced to the crowd that we're gonna play a medly of Hidup Bersama and La Obe to finish the show off with a bang..and somehow i felt so hyped to play that piece.. my favourite seh!! And boy did it really bang man!!! Lagu dah lah rancak gilllerr, so during the song si Khai and Haddad gi jemput pengantin bangun dari dais and down to the performing area jadi leh joget..k ah actually dorang paksa ah, langsung tak jemput seh =p ape lagi...terus all the newlywed's friends from nowhere ran into the centre of the performing area and started dancing and twisting and doing the swim..my gawwd... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AH-GO-GO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;seh!!! Macam &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PESTA MUDA MUDI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! Ape lagi..kiter pon enjoy lah.. i think i messed up my hair playing n shaking my head all da way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow~...it was really something man.. to the guys.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jihad Shamil Haddad Khai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..it was a great show so kudos to us man.. Tanx for everything =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the newlyweds &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kak Farah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abang Farok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru &lt;/em&gt;, and i pray that the two of you will have a beautiful life together wif many many many Farah and Farok Juniors yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Izzati Huda and Najib&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tanx for coming down and supporting us man.. =) tak luper sama members hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Huda nye abang..tanx for lending me da drumset..hehe kiter jaga seh tu drumset.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly.. i thank &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for lending me this talent n passion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The " &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritz Boys Band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" will have a performance on Wednesday for some event at SP's Vanda Room...so wait up for the update on that one ey.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till then...~gimme some sugar!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111504490199730482?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111504490199730482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111504490199730482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111504490199730482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111504490199730482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/05/ritz-boys-band.html' title='Ritz Boys Band'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111433706324340776</id><published>2005-04-24T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T18:04:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Gay Action..</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look good~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i blogged..so yeah..we're back and running.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started work on monday at National Library.. s'not gonna open until July so i'm just working there as a vendor and getting the library section into shape.. Mind you man.. the building does not only consist of a library.. it's 16 stories high and the library is only at Basement 1 and 2... I wonder what they have in store up there.. But anyway...work's good..got collegues of different personalities and its fun you know hahaha.. got one mat alim, one mat vogue, one minah dangdut, and my cuzzin.. haha.. it's fun ah with them.. work's not as boring as i thought it could be.. The best thing about work...hehehe...is that it's in Bugis and i can go wherever i wanna go for lunch.. but most of the time i just head down to that eating place which sells halal Mee Pok.. Sedap gillllller babe.. dier peh pedas sampai ke bibir seh!~&lt;br /&gt;And the it's so easy to go to Somerset from there and join Yan at the gym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah..have u heard? I've got 2 weeks free trial at California Fitness Centre man.. hahaha...Ria signed me up for it so THANKS RIA!!! So yeah... went to the gym on wednesday and friday... gerek seh!! I think i like it there.. The consultants and trainers are friendly.. the equipment's friggin good.. it's just good ah.. Yan signed up for membership..i didnt.. Ala releek ah nanti aku dapat gaji sindiri aku sign up ah.. Anyway..i worked my ass off..like really man.. hit da treadmill with Yan.. then did some steps thingy..haha...ada sideshow jugak seh.. the view there is awesome man.. *wink~* and then i'd go up and pump some iron.. The people down there..kau..badan sumer binatang seh!!! But from what i observed and what some of the trainers told Ria.. most of the guy gym users there are gays man!!! Shit hahahahaha!!!! I saw some stuff which really caught me man.. Like there was one time, there's this guy wearing a blue singlet and hot pants..yea he had a tough body ah.. Then i caught him looking at one Caucasian man flexing his arm..rather enticingly..like "~mm..yummy~".. and i could tell from the way he's looking at dat guy.. he's gay.. And yeah..i saw something at the shower also... errr i dunno if i shd say it ah but to those who &lt;strong&gt;DON'T WANNA KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;, just &lt;strong&gt;DON'T READ &lt;/strong&gt; the parts in '*' ok~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I'z showering.. the only cover for each cubicle is a curtain. Then i peeped outside to da cubicle at the other side..and i saw this guy stroking his dick while watching me shower...CIIIIIIBAAAAAIIIII!!!!!! F**K MAN!! CAN'T EVEN SHOWER IN PEACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you it was some gay action ryte... =p yeah and you've got a bunch of naked man walking around the shower n stuff.. sigh..it'sa gay world out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough bout gay actions..i went jamming just now with the SSP members.. Haddad's bro is inviting us to play at his friend's wedding man.. like cool!!! But then at 1st Haddad listed a few songs like Widuri, Bengawan Solo, and Quando Quando Quando.. like.. aiyooo... pat majlis orang kahwin mana main lagu cam gini seh!!! Orang nak Dangdut bo!!! Nak Pop Yeh Yeh!! Jadi makcik makcik leh joget ah!!! Belom sempat abis makan nasi minyak dah bangun bawak tu pinggan skali gi dance floor seh!! Pakcik pakcik pon ape lagi...togok sket tu tonic dahtu goyang skali sama makcik woohoo!!! hahahahahaha!!~~ Mampos seh lepas tu ambulance datang.. ramai orang sakit pinggang =p hahaha..but yeah just now we decided gonna include some nice pieces.. I'll tell you when we're near the wedding day aye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciao&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111433706324340776?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111433706324340776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111433706324340776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111433706324340776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111433706324340776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/hot-gay-action.html' title='Hot Gay Action..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111392859031381238</id><published>2005-04-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:41:03.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Solo Flight...... ~! SPLASH !~</title><content type='html'>Time : 0900hrs&lt;br /&gt;Sortie : DUAL / SOLO&lt;br /&gt;Runway : 03&lt;br /&gt;A/C : 9V-BOF&lt;br /&gt;Wind Condition : Variable&lt;br /&gt;Weather : Clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Blogster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did it... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Solo was fantastic.. One of the most amazing and best experience of my life.. I'll take you through it.. Come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom sent me to Seletar Airbase..reached YFC at 0825 hrs.. kinda late already coz i got alotta stuff to do. Signed in and checked into Ops Room, saw &lt;em&gt;Instructor Siva&lt;/em&gt; slacking inside. Then i wrote down some admin stuff for the flight and checked the weather outside,looks good.. it'sa good day to fly.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Foxtrot doesn't sound as vogue as Juliet..but nvm.. =p had to make use of what they've assigned me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting my stuff into da locker,went to collect a life vest and headset and headed to the police desk to check my pass.. hai..the last time i'll ever be checked at the room.. Then..went out onto the apron and looked for Oscar Foxtrot.. It was parked at da 2nd last lot at the east wing of the apron.. Left my headset insde the cockpit and did the external checks.. could see Siva approaching already.. So for da last time.. i did my external checks with ease.. I can still remember how the aircraft fuel smells like..sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the cockpit,fastened myself up and hooked up the headset..Siva gave the go ahead and i got ready to start the fire up for the BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixture: Rich, Throttle : 1/4 inch, Primer : Locked, Anti-collision light : On,&lt;br /&gt;Fuel Pump: On, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAR START&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", Master Switch: On, Stall Warning: Check,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONTACT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!"..... "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chang-chang-chang VRROOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!~~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxied out of the apron and all the way to Yankee and did my Engine Run-up Checks. Radioed Seletar Ground for clearance...&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86 : Seletar Ground, Sky 86.&lt;br /&gt;Ground : Sky 86, Seletar Ground, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86 : Sky 86, Yankee, Request taxy, 2 P.O.B., for Circuits.&lt;br /&gt;Ground : 86 taxy to Whiskey 3 holding position, Runway 03, QNH 1013.&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86 : 86, Whiskey 3, Runway 03, QNH 1013.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Vital Actions Before Take-Off Checks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86 : Sky 86 to Seletar Tower.&lt;br /&gt;Ground : Contact Tower on 118.45.&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86 : 118.45, Sky 86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86: Seletar Tower, Sky 86, Ready.&lt;br /&gt;Tower : Sky 86, Backtrack Runway 03.&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86: 86 Backtrack Runway 03.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower : Sky 86, Tower, Surface winds 3kts, Cleared for Take-off, Runway 03.&lt;br /&gt;Sky 86: 86, Take-off runway 03.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew 3 rounds of circuits with Siva,and safely without any safety hazards. My take-offs and landings had to be safe.. 3 times consecutively, that's the requirement before i can go for Solo. After my 3rd Touch-And-Go, we continued take-off for another circuit and siva asked me if i was ready for my 1st Solo.. I said yes..and he told me to call for a landing so that i can drop him off at the Tower. He thot he could trust me into this..until i made my last landing.. Instead of controlling the a/c with the rudder pedals, i accidently hit da breaks and the a/c started to swerve left to right.. shit man..like some scence from a blockbuster movie where the plane would eventually roll over and crash and burn and kill the two victims inside.. Kkk that didn't happen =p.. Coz he quickly took control of the a/c.. Taxied to Tower and i got a big scolding from him for that swerve..shit man.. just before my 1st Solo and this had to happen.. He asked me again if i was ready.. I took a moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Yes sir.. I'm ready&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a few words of advice and then left the a/c for the Tower. I trembled when i realised that this was it.. I was alone in the a/c.. no instructor beside me.. no one to save me if i swerve.. no one to take over if i panic.. no one.. my life hung upon my own abilities.. It's all mine.. Oooo man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me via a walkie-talkie and told me to contact Tower whenever i'm ready.. My call sign changed to "Niner Oscar Foxtrot".&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Seletar Tower, Oscar Foxtrot Ready.&lt;br /&gt;Tower: Niner Victor Bravo Oscar Foxtror, are you sure you're ready?&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : (For God's sake man!!!) Oscar Foxtrot, Yes I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;Tower: Oscar Foxtrot, Taxy to Whiskey 3 holding position.&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Oscar Foxtrot, taxying to whiskey 3 holding position.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i'z backtracking on the runway..i swear i saw an "S" shaped swerve mark on the runway.. "Shit man!!! You mean i did that just now?!?!?! Gaawwdd... That's some awesome shit man hahaha!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given clerance to take-off...for the last time...i thrusted the throttle forward for maximum power and controlled the a/c to stay in the middle of the runway.. By 55kts i pulled the control column back... and my my..the a/c is far more ligther without the instructor inside hahaha =p And yeah..i could only focus on my ascend.. Talking myself thru the procedures every step of the way.. Did a lookout at 400ft and a climbing turn at 500ft.. Continued to ascend until 800ft and levelled off as i turn for the Downwind leg of the circuit (this is parallel to the runway). &lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Niner Oscar Foxtrot, Downwind Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;Tower: Niner Oscar Foxtrot, Number 1.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a turn to the Base leg, closed the throttle and descended slowly as i controlled the Airspeed at +65kts. Anticipated the turn for the runway centreline and slowly turned the a/c to be in-line with the runway. &lt;br /&gt;Centreline,Aimpoint,Aspect,Speed... kept repeating that sequence as i checked my Final Approach towards the runway.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;9-OF: Niner Oscar Foxtrot, Finals to Land.&lt;br /&gt;Tower: Niner Oscar Foxtrot, Cleared To Land.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i reached the Treshhold, i levelled the a/c and maintained Straight and Level.. Holding off the a/c was abit akward... yes because no instructor inside what... Then suddenly... "BUMP!"... i think i bounced off the runway and then landed properly =p Went all the way to Whiskey 1.. and that's when the confusion started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower told me to taxy back to Bay B2..but where the heck was B2!?!?! Shit.. so i just continued to taxy my way in... Passed a few jets and helicopters parked in the Bay.. Then Tower cut in thru my radio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Tower: 9-OF, taxy to B2.&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Tower, where is B2?&lt;br /&gt;(No answer from Tower, i'm still taxying...)&lt;br /&gt;Tower: 9-OF HOLD POSITION HOLD POSITION!!&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : (SHIT!!!).. Tower, where is B2!!??!&lt;br /&gt;Tower: 9-OF, can you see C2?&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Negative Tower, i can't see it. &lt;br /&gt;Tower: 9-OF, just make a continous right turn and anticipate a yellow line.&lt;br /&gt;9-OF : Roger.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically made a full circle in the middle of the Bay Area..like.. no aircract shoud do that..but hey..look at me Ma..i'm making a circle~~~~~~ Then i found the yellow line leading to A1 and i continued to taxy there till i reached A1 where my instructor was waiting. He got into the a/c and asked me why i'z monkeying around on the Bay Area. Hahahaha... He then took control of the a/c and i treid to relax as he taxied back to Yankee.. I'z still trembling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shutting down the engines, i walked around Oscar Foxtrot for the last time.. Had some words inside me talking to it..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Me : Tanx Foxtrot, you're a tough &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man...&lt;br /&gt;OF : You dumbass, dunchu know da diffrence between brakes and rudder pedals!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Will you shut the f**k up! I still got u back here in one piece dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;OF : Yea and tanx to you i've got burnt tyres you piece of shit!!&lt;br /&gt;OF : You're like the worst pilot who's landed me man..&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey... at least i've got a legacy marked on the runway =p&lt;br /&gt;OF : ....&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the briefing room, Siva had some words for me.. Well..although i did my 1st Solo.. he doesn't think i am capable of continueing to PPL at this point of time.. he knows i'm not focused on flying..and he's totally right.. i agree with what he said, coz although i do love flying very much, i still have alotta passion for other things.. Its hard man.. But nontheless.. he said that i have the potential to be a pilot in future,and i should continue to succed in flying should i choose to have a career in it.. Then he told me to get ready...&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Siva : You know what to do now right?&lt;br /&gt;Efin : huh? Do what?&lt;br /&gt;Siva : Don't act blur.. all solo pilots get the "pail" after their 1st solo!&lt;br /&gt;Efin : Shit.. ok fine i'll go fill up the pail outside..&lt;br /&gt;(outside)&lt;br /&gt;Siva : This is what you get for flying 1st Solo!!!! *SPLASH*&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drenched to my butt...he congratulated me and gave me my 1st Solo pin... wow.. i thanked him alot like i owed my flying career to him.. Really man.. so much that i hate the way he nags at me.. i still don't regret any bit of it.. He's a top dog and a hall of fame in my books.. Tanx Siva =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the locker room..Afzal Ismail and Shafiq were laffing at congratulating me at the same time.. hahaha.. i'z glad i could share some happiness with them.. Hai.. it's the last time i'z gonna hang out with them in that locker room.. all drenched and half naked, trying to dry myself... And still staring at the Solo pin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all makes it worthwhile.. if someone says that i wasted my chances in not making it to PPL.. i think they forgot that passion won't stop you from going further.. I'm not done yet with flying.. I can still feel urge to take-off, to roll, to swerve.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe...sigh.. This is not the end.. I'm gonna get back up there...someday.. somehow.. And to all those who've supported me one way or the other.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, all my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who's encouragement never stopped pouring in, Instructor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siva, Teo, Mickey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and not forgetting the people at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YFC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. you guys have been great man.. all the way thru.. Tanx for everything =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... you were with me all the way thru.. from my 1st sortie.. all the way and still with me now.. I thank you so much for guiding me.. for lending me the ability and skill to fly... And giving me the strong belief that i'm capable of anything.. You make me wanna try harder coz i know you're always with me to help me out.. You never left me alone, and you always listened to my cries and prayers.. You gave me everything that i needed to succeed.. and now.. with all that you have given me, i did it... Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i left the locker room.. i told the guys.. "The next time you're backtracking on the runway.. watch out for the "S" swerve marks... I left my markings on the runway.. *wink*.. Those marks are gonna be like some legacy man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...like they always say.. "The legend continues..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;Mats can fly&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111392859031381238?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111392859031381238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111392859031381238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111392859031381238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111392859031381238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/1st-solo-flight-splash.html' title='1st Solo Flight...... ~! SPLASH !~'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111371327846331193</id><published>2005-04-17T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T12:47:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not today Juliet... not today...</title><content type='html'>Time : 0900hrs&lt;br /&gt;Sortie : DUAL / SOLO&lt;br /&gt;Runway : 21&lt;br /&gt;A/C : 9V-BOJ&lt;br /&gt;Wind Condition : Variable&lt;br /&gt;Weather : Hazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't fly today.. The weather was bad..couldnt see much in the sky.. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already inside the aircraft seh.. Did all the checks.. Anyway..my aircraft registration was Oscar Juliet.. style eh!! i looike~ I like it when it'sa girl =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk, back to my serious sad tone.. sigh~~ I just wanted to start the engine..and then the marshall came running at us..saying that we can't launch.. I'z shocked man!! This is the closest and furthest that i've got to my 1st solo..and it's been cancelled... I wonder what &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had in store for me.. But...all i could think of was that i accepted this fate and i'm looking forward for my next booking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ops is gonna fix me for a launch on Tuesday morning.. but i'll be working already.. yeah.. guess gonna have to report to work late then.. Hmmm... I'm not sad or anything..just abit dissapointed.. Well... there's always next time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Not today Juliet.. not today.. ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111371327846331193?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111371327846331193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111371327846331193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111371327846331193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111371327846331193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-today-juliet-not-today.html' title='Not today Juliet... not today...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111366117011511097</id><published>2005-04-16T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T22:19:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my God...</title><content type='html'>Hey blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the YFC webpage..and it states that i myte be flying my 1st solo flight tomorrow, 17th April at 0900 hours.. Shocked me to my nerves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. for all the things that I've done.. I've been grateful that you've guided me every step of the way.. I have you in my heart..so please be there with me.. like you always have been.. Amin~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow then... pray for me guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111366117011511097?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111366117011511097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111366117011511097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111366117011511097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111366117011511097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my God...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111350237548754376</id><published>2005-04-15T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T02:12:55.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again With SSP bebeh!~</title><content type='html'>Blogster mah man~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 0130hrs.. yea i jus got back from Arab St. Spent the whole evening all the way to past midnyte wif the SSP members.. Had some reunion after 2 tough weeks of exams and as post-GPA celebration.. I missed them so much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were present =p Basket seh..kalau training satu satu buat pe'el.. Pasal celebration..sumer hadir eh! Takpa..takleh disalahkan.. sebab aku sindiri buat sama hal =p but that's beside the point ryyyyyyte~ Anyway..met at 6 at City Hall,biasa ah sensiasa ada yang lambat nye.. Then had a little debrief of our journey through GPA...which started so much earlier than we thot.. From the time chief Huda thought of SSP joining GPA for the 1st time... to them searching for raw talents (that's us =p).. all da way to performance day.. really man..i'z a lil emo jus now.. especially when Zal was telling each n everyone of us how much we have done..developed..and gained so much from all these.. The experience.. the passion.. the bond.. the family.. It's all worth every drop.. I can't say much..no words can really describe this man... Once again..i love you guys man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..after that debrief..we went to Arab Street woohoo!!!!! Issssssap lagiiiii!~~ And my oh my..did we really see a different side of the chief just now man.. KK won't mention it but Ancient Lions would know what i'm talkinabout =p ... No wonder she's da chief.. Had dinner too though... savoured some Shawarma.. woah that thing kickass man.. Harga dier pon sama kickass jugak.. betul betul nak tendang orang pat pantat nye.. Hahaha..but can't complain..it was good food ah.. everyone was like sitting on da carpet n jus slacking and talkinabout stuff that's passed..stuff that's happenin.. and stuff that's gonna happen.. Frrrrrrriiggiiinnn fun~ It's been awhile since i've seen da whole group completely indulged in one conversation.. Talking and eating and munching and sucking in all that smoke.. my gawd.. it's been sucha long time since i felt soo.. so... free... And to spend it with these guys.. hehehe..i'm not complaining one bit... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; loves veges but not those pahit ones.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jihad Afiq Hadis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;n &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fahmie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; make good sheesha kakis... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Najib&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; won't touch that pipe....YET~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is like the brother i've never had.. &lt;strong&gt;Haddad&lt;/strong&gt; is on his way to achieving a golden step in life (i'm proud of you man).. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Izzati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cant stand not doing anything..tak tau dudok diam ni budak..&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shamil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; won't leave home without a last puff =p and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is one heckoffa good photographer.. she took friggin great shots of us woohoo!!! I'll post it up on my &lt;em&gt;"bakol gambar"&lt;/em&gt; soon kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to our future projects.. and also gonna open my eyes to spot new raw talent amongst the poly mates.. especially the new ones comin in heheheh.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viva La Lions~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babester..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running away..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here for you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna be listening to you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna be missing you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna be da one who answers when u dial 936324**...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still you delivery boy...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still your pirate..&lt;br /&gt;and i still think you're gorgeous *wink~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i ask for..is some time to complete myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sazali / Efin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111350237548754376?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111350237548754376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111350237548754376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111350237548754376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111350237548754376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-again-with-ssp-bebeh.html' title='Back Again With SSP bebeh!~'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111303303720340767</id><published>2005-04-09T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:54:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Esprit..</title><content type='html'>Yesternyte was.. what i would say.. rather awakening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner cum supper with my uncle.. Had a whole lotta sushi and sashimi i think it was a living sea in my tummy =p We talked alot.. Talked alot about me of course.. He knows everything about me man.. when i'z a baby chimpanzee, he's da one who took care of me when mom's not at home.. Handled all my nonsense and hyper-activeness. If only the straight-jacket was made legal for toddlers back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could still spot me well.. I'm still cheeky, a lil bit mischievous, and still that attention seeker.. Yes..i was and still am a "me me me and only me" person inside.. but i guess i do try to conceal it from people's eyes.. Can't let it have the better of me.. Talked alot about my childhood..how much i was compared to Emi, how dumb and silly i can be at times.. how much i wanted to try and do everything.. I'm only good like a big burst of bubble.. You know how you would be awed by a huge bubble glimmering across your face..and then suddenly it'll just burst and you'd have to wait for a next one.. Hahahah... sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved on to Starbucks and had a cuppa.. Settled down and then it was my turn to talk bout him.. Ok i didnt have much to ask..coz my relationship with him is just of a nephew but i did ask those questions which had been lurking in my head.. And man it was really awakening.. also talked about other stuff which i don't wanna mention.. It's like I jus got a darn kick in the ass.. some awakening it was.. For all that was said.. i came up with something.. "It's not all a bed of roses.. sometimes you should see what's beneath it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Something so strong is only as strong as how much it was threatened to be wrecked.. &lt;br /&gt;Calling one diffrent actually means your the one who's diffrent..&lt;br /&gt;You can oppose a person's belief but you cant oppose his decision..&lt;br /&gt;It's not about how much respect you want, but it's how you want to be respected..&lt;br /&gt;Don't disappoint yourself... &lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder why we find it so easy to spill out our life to our friends.. but yet we find it so hard to mention and share things with our own flesh and blood.. for all that has been said yesternyte.. Tanx uncle =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home really late..but mom wasn't worried.. I love you ma..&lt;br /&gt;After praying..i thot i could do one last mental flight before i hit the sack.. but i spent my night tending to 2 souls... *confidential*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea.. he gave me his brown Esprit jacket =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111303303720340767?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111303303720340767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111303303720340767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111303303720340767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111303303720340767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/brown-esprit.html' title='Brown Esprit..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111285595951362223</id><published>2005-04-07T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:39:19.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Amber...</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'm supposed to be studying but i'm here instead.. no no..actually i just took a break from revising..and jus feeling like writing to you man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realized something.. something which i forgot.. i used to feel it when the days were never gonna end with sweet toppings..when your hard work and determination goes to waste.. when something so little suddenly means so much when you've lost it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a showdown..it's sweet victory when you win.. when you beat the remaining opponents.. when its proven that you stand amongst the top dogs.. Then you get carried away..and feel a little arrogant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failures.. It hurts so much for them. Do we know? Do we..the victors of battles..know how much they suffer? How much more they have sacrificed compared to us.. How they lost nearly everything.. let alone pride? High hopes come crashing down like fallen glass.. It hurts so much for them.. If only we could learn how to respect our advesaries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear your pain.. I feel your hurt.. I see your anger and frustrations.. Coz i felt it once too.. Coz i was once a failure too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feed your anger and frustrations.. but instead.. give fuel to what your desire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You speak of passion... so let it burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my adversary.. till we meet again next time.. i honour your failure against me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sazali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111285595951362223?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111285595951362223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111285595951362223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111285595951362223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111285595951362223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/sweet-amber.html' title='Sweet Amber...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111279406655645839</id><published>2005-04-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:27:46.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/1024/IMG_1228.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/400/IMG_1228.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Singa Purba.... &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111279406655645839?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111279406655645839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111279406655645839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111279406655645839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111279406655645839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/sang-singa-purba.html' title=''/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111254486831714265</id><published>2005-04-04T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:34:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terlintas jua Sang Singa Purba...</title><content type='html'>Hey Blogster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did it.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sang Singa Purba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; won 2nd place for the GPA Finals woohoo!!!! Hahaha sweet victory man!! Lemme tell you man.. it was really some nerve wrecking victory... I'm still feeling da "high-ness" after yesterdays event.. You know..we really thought we couldn't stand a chance after not winning any of the four special awards.. Puisi Terbaik,Pembaca Puisi Terbaik, Lagu Terbaik, Persembahan Artistik Terbaik.. Like shit man.. And then they announced da 3rd placing..TPJC got it. I was already haning my head low...like dat's it man..we're goin home empty-handed now.. I looked around and i could see the rest.. Like...we nearly lost hope.. Naz was like "Oh my gawd oh my gaaawd~"... And then they announced 2nd place..when they host said "Politeknik" ajer..i'z like "oh my gawd oh my gaaawd!!!! Shit man we won hahaha!!!!" Tak kira lah 2nd place.. Kiter dah terperanjat berok seh!! I'z shocked to my balls man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole team was really caught surprised.. Like...wow!!  We were jus screaming and hugging each other. si Shamil dah terdudok tak terbangun sambil cakap "YESSS YESS!!!" hahahaha... Den i think it took quite awhile for us to recover from the shock..someone had to tell us to go and take our trophies onstage man.. Even while walking to da stage i's covering my face and mumbling praises to God.. Hahaha..on stage,i looked at Naz's face and we were screaming like bimbos who jus won cheerleading =p I looked at my other members and i could see all smiles and bright faces.. Ahai... From then on.. we jus carried on with our shocked happiness and went celebrating at Najib's chalet.. hehehe si Afiq nampak adik Najib je dah start jual minyak.. nampak adik dier je step betulkan rambot.. hahaha kekek seh! And then we jus sat at da table eating and joking da night out.. Sigh...how good a day could be.. Like...it was really sweeeeeeeeeet man!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i look back..the only thing i could think of are my friends.. whom worked hard along me.. who worked as a team.. who went thru thick n thin.. love and hate.. kicked each other around.. and laughed about silly things together.. They're the ones who made it work.. You guys..are gems man.. We did it with our own sweat and tears.. i would like to this opportunity to pay tribute to the team.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sang Singa Purba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haddad n Izzati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, you two really know how to get things going. Such experience don't come easily, but with 2 people having so much leadership and guidance.. my my.. the team is really really lucky and grateful to have u guys. Haddad your puisi inspires us all.. To say it well is to take it into your character... U and Izzati helped us be our characters.. That's how Sazali was born..Tanx =)  Izzati, your a gem.. You have alot of that "semangat melayu" in you.. and you're really patient with us.. Hahaha..asik kene tahan perangai Haddad je =p Warm ups are always good haha..and yes you were right.. if we do things with our heart..we can succeed =) We shared our hearts with the audience and judges.. You guys need to get recognized man.. *dah dah takmoh kembang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shamil n Jihad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Sham you play the guitar like you were born with it.. Tunes and melodies flow out of those fingers like water.. with ripples that sound of pure music to our ears.. and it helps to kickstart a flow of inspiration.. we're really lucky to have sucha talented musician like you.. Nasib baik aku ajak kau masok GPA =p hahaha.. and tanx for giving births to melodies which makes our songs.. =)   Jihad.. i remembered when u 1st slapped my face while covering da act as Ayah Hassan, we all immediately knew we had to take you in.. And you bet u can beat da beat outta dat djembe bebeh hahaha.. And i think i see a perfectionist in you when u try really hard to get something right.. U set the tempo for us.. jus try to not make your mouth expressions too obvious while on stage =p its good to have a fellow Victorian with me right now.. U good man..i looooike~~ =p hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Najib&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. my dear shepherd and bus driver.. haha.. you bring a constant smile on your face every time.. its a wonder why you don't get tired.. but waddaheck we like it da way it is heheh.. sumhow you lighten us up even at da worst of times with your jokes and antics.. thanks man..Tanx for arranging bookings for Dance Studio, Audition Room and T11. Although you're fullof shit,u become a serious character when acting.. *thumbs up*  Adek dah besar patot jadi badut lah dek~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. aka DIVA.. haha.. i can't help it when we joke around man.. dancing in front of da mirror at dance studio.. playing with da trolley.. monkeying around!! i think we're da cause of Izzati's big headaches man.. asik nak bergurau je masa training.. suruh nyanyi abeh kata penat lah, lom ada mood lah.. but your singing sweeps us off our feet.. Promise us you'll go for SG Idol next season k! Really man.. Let no talent go wasted... You're made for the big thing.. Aside from that, you're a good person to talk to,although its only been awhile.. i somehow find it easy to connect with you man.. I guess it happened naturally hehe.. Any doubts or stuff on da play i usually share with you 1st =p hahaha.. Walaupon awak dari atas bukit, takmoh sombong tau..skali skala turun lah kat MLS.. =) I hope you'll stay with us as long as time allows it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazlyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. minah senget ni.. one moment we can argue so much.. da next moment your joking and laffing like no one's business.. hai.. masa nak make-up pon nak fikir bende mrepek seh!!! haha.. and you always do that funny face.. haha..cam spastic gitu kan?~ =p anyway.. no matter how hard it is..i still manage to work with u well.. eh asal aku asik kene partner ngan kau ah?! ape takda mangsa lain ker.. hahah kkk gurau gurau.. but yeah..you're a nice person... great to hang around with.. jus don't piss her off.. And Naz..i hope this performance with SSP will be sweet memories for u after you grad k girl.. Tanx for helping me out with choreography of our parts =p hahahahaah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fahmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Mi, kau ni eh.. haha.. Macam macam boleh datang dari kau. Tak abis abis bergelak sana sini.. Lompat lompat joget joget blakang orang.. bila dah penat gi satu corner abeh tido =p But nasib ada kau..ada despatch rider untok gi beli makan =p kk seriously.. your a good example to us. The stories that you tell of your past tells of of how much you know and how much you learnt.. You were not afraid to show us your "battle scars". It means alot to us when people like you show how much the human spirit can help a person stand up after falling hard.. It kindof makes us appreciate freedom much more heheh.. The lighting you did was great for qualifers,sayangnye takda special lighting at Singapore Power. For all that you shared with us...thanks Mi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Yes this one our floor manager. I dunno wat job she doing but waddaheck i always see her with Najib =p hahaha! kkk joking je.. Anyway, tanx for being a great company and help to da team, and helping us out as well for da lighting during qualifiers. I knew you since Kem?stery and you're a nice person with a dash of sarcasm sometimes =p hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Our boss. You really work hard to get us settled. Juggling GPA and projetcs is tough, i have alotta respect for you.. Your concern for da team shows us how much you want us to do our best, and yes i guess we did do our best! =) Haha, you always giggle and laugh when covering lines for anyone who's absent...sometimes we cant even understand what you're trying to say coz u laugh and talk at da same time.. =p But yeah..i'm really glad that the team have you.. So please stay on and continue to be our boss k? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hadis n Afiq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. ni duer ekor.. hahaha.. Tak kering gusi kalau ada ni duer.. Asik nak bergelak aje. walaupon baru kenal sejak 2 bulan lalu..skarang dah cam rapat giler.. Hadis with his handphone and all those funny videos..no don't remind me of Poontos =p But yea,in this boy is one heckoffa make-up artist! I can't rate his work coz its just too good. He'll paint your face like as if he's painting a story on canvas.. You did some magnificent work on our faces man..  Afiq...haha...everyone thinks you smile funny.. but yeah you've been a great company and great help to da team.. Helped Fahmi with the lighting for finals.. Its great to have you around and join our family.. You and Hadis kelp us lighten up and make us roll on da floor laughing when we're bored haha! Abeh step ghost hunter..tangkap entiti dalam lamp =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. it has been sucha great pleasure working with you guys.. sumhow.. i don;t realli consider it as working.. i think i lived my lives these few months with you guys.. and i enjoyed and appreciated avery moment of it.. For all the sweet and shit.. We're not only a team.. We're family.. I love you guys man.. *dah lah takmoh nangis pulak alaaahai~*&lt;br /&gt;I pray that we could all stick together and do this again next year if God allows it.. So in da mean time.. when are we goin for shisha again? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111254486831714265?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111254486831714265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111254486831714265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111254486831714265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111254486831714265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/terlintas-jua-sang-singa-purba.html' title='Terlintas jua Sang Singa Purba...'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111237642863806728</id><published>2005-04-02T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T01:27:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of characters..</title><content type='html'>Hey blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's been awhile.. i've been very very busy with GPA practice da whole week. It's really been hectic.. Had training everyday.. and i guess i enjoyed them.. i mean, spending hours with the people of SSP..hai.. its really sweet memories.. I mean, we really bonded so much.. we understood each other.. we kicked each other around.. called names.. laughed about da same joke over and over again.. How can i ever ask for more.. I love you guys man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really late but i cant sleep.. Tomorrow's a big day for all of us.. let's do it well guys.. let's do it from da heart.. So that like what Izzati always says; "Menang kalah itu tak mengapa, asalkan yang datang itu dari hati ke hati. Then you'll get the satisfaction you desire." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say.. wanna save it for tomorrow.. So yeah.. all the best to Sang Singa Purba.. let's go out and share our hearts desire with the crowd and judges.. in hope that they too would love out performance.. Amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*babester.. i hope to see you tomoro ~*wink* hahahaha*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111237642863806728?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111237642863806728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111237642863806728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111237642863806728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111237642863806728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/04/week-of-characters.html' title='A week of characters..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111194102671546387</id><published>2005-03-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:30:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salah Sazali..</title><content type='html'>Salah Sazali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang salah li.. memang semuanya salah li.. apa yang li tahu.. apa yang li rasa.. li memang bodoh.. li tak tau jaga hati orang.. li tahu naik marah saja.. li langsung tak tau fikir.. tak tau rasa dengan hati.. memang li tak boleh diharapkan.. apa yang baik, li hanya hancurkan saja.. jangan harapkan apa apa dengan li lagi.. li tahu bertanya saja.. tapi li langsung tak tau mencuba.. Maafkan li kerna kebodohan li.. maafkan li kerna kekurangan li yang tak dapat li ubah.. Maafkan li.. Li yang bersalah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111194102671546387?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111194102671546387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111194102671546387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111194102671546387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111194102671546387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/salah-sazali.html' title='Salah Sazali..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111159278719937631</id><published>2005-03-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:46:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.E.C.T.I.C.</title><content type='html'>hey blogster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be busy this week, next week, the week after, and the week after next.. man... hectic giler seh.. got alotta stuff on mah head and got alotta stuff to do.. Suddenly i'm feeling da pressure.. ok ah it myte have came a lil late.. but i suddenly cant feel so carefree anymore.. Got presentations and exams coming up.. juggling GPA and flights along the way.. the day starts at 7 and ends at midnyte.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been missing out on alotta things... i jus wanna sit and stare at da wall for sometime.. jus to stop my mind from turning topsy turvy.. 4 weeks man.. let's get it over with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*babester if you're reading this.. amishulycandybebeh~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~&lt;br /&gt;Ku awali hariku dengan mendoakanmu agar kau slalu sihat dan bahagia di sana,&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kau melupakan ku lebih jauh, sebelum kau meninggal ku lebih jauh,&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak pernah berharapkan kau merindukan keberadaan ku yang menyedihkan ini,&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya ingin bila kau melihatku kapanpun dimanapun hatimukan berkata seperti ini;&lt;br /&gt;Pria inilah yang jatuh hati padamu, pria inilah yang kan slalu memuja mu,&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh yeah.. Uhuh yeah.. begitu para rapper coba menghiburku..&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111159278719937631?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111159278719937631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111159278719937631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111159278719937631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111159278719937631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/hectic.html' title='H.E.C.T.I.C.'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111159086331061091</id><published>2005-03-23T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:14:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/1024/comic(done!).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/400/comic(done!)1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSP... Seriously Silly People&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111159086331061091?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111159086331061091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111159086331061091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111159086331061091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111159086331061091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/ssp_23.html' title=''/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111129197565818610</id><published>2005-03-20T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T12:12:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme dat beat..</title><content type='html'>You know alotta things can happen when u get bored.. like really.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days there were a few GPA trainings.. haha every training is fun ah. I mean with people like Najib,Jihad,Khai,Haddad, and Shamil.. u know there's crap around each and every corner.. ok.. make that each and every second.. realli man.. Izzati can get brain damage if we go on like this =p But so far so good..she's doing good with 6 mentally rosak guys.. Lemme give you some eg. of how crazy n sewel we can get.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Haddad was showing Sham how those mexican clapper thingy can become a mouse trap, den he showed how da rat would be like biler kene trap.. macam cacat giler seh!! Macam baru kene pijak gitu wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.We were trying to get into da mood and were trying to get at least 5 seconds of silence but Najib being a lil songey dat day, he kept continuing anything which was said by anyone..like..criter dahbes tapi dier masih continue, joke dahbes tapi dier masih gelak.. mampos.. izzati terus pekik "!HAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOO!!!~" .....kan dah kene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Khai was playing with that mexican clapper..den he did one of those Chinese recital thingy and constantly clapping wif teh clapper.. u shd see his face and da way he does it wahahahah.. You belong to some Cina Loktang troupe =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how serious this can get..we really are a crazy bunch.. And this is only a slice of all da mischief and nonsense.. and i wonder how come we can get into finals with people like this =p.. i guess it all comes from the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..yesterday's training was ok..but we really got alotta work to do.. Our current achievement is only "ok"..so we still got to work our butts off.. After training..we went sapedek at BK Penin, and Naz was telling us how tomboyish she was during sec sch.. minah giler.. den after that we went walking around Penin.. Sham bought a few stuff for his guitar. Jad bought a shaker, and me and him bought those t-shirts with da tip in a diff colour.. O we had such a hard time choosing coz Naz was simply a good hasty fashion consultant.. "No you shouldnt wear black.. no that colour is so eeww.. no that doesnt go wif your skin colour.. no that's too big for u.. no it doesnt go with your face.." Nasib baik kiter belik jugak seh baju..kalau tidak da shop owner komfim bingit seh hahaa.. After that..we went too Swee Lee Bras Basah.. then walked to Arab street and found this cool costume store.. me got a lil wacky with the headress.. you'll see.. then went for some shisha.. *Puff puff puff~* I think i got bored with it i'z practicaally trying every trick i could.. I bet if smoke could come outta mah ears the guys would run off haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..past few days were good.. and now i gotta study.. Cya Blogster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*&lt;br /&gt; Di persembunyian aku menari,&lt;br /&gt; Di persembunyian aku menyanyi,&lt;br /&gt; Pejantan Tangguh..&lt;br /&gt;*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111129197565818610?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111129197565818610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111129197565818610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111129197565818610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111129197565818610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/gimme-dat-beat.html' title='Gimme dat beat..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111106887396336997</id><published>2005-03-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:14:33.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/comicapek.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/400/comicapek.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day with an old friend..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111106887396336997?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111106887396336997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111106887396336997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111106887396336997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111106887396336997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-with-old-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111106527160136025</id><published>2005-03-17T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:14:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/F-ANWjRw2atWz4wiQiaj5-ZA.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/400/F-ANWjRw2atWz4wiQiaj5-ZA.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Singa Purba     *it's morphin time!!*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111106527160136025?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111106527160136025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111106527160136025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111106527160136025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111106527160136025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/sang-singa-purba-its-morphin-time.html' title=''/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111070277476185227</id><published>2005-03-13T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:32:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last chance..</title><content type='html'>Sortie 13... Siva is giving me one last flight to prove myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot at Seletar just now.. 33 degrees.. I was sweating lyka pig throught the circuits.. I could feel a sweat breaking thru my forehead.. and as I bank the aircraft for a base turn i could feel it trickle to my nose... Those were some intense moments up there. One time Siva faked me , saying there was a dog on da runway.. Bedek seh! Where got! and instead of executing a "Go-Around".. I went to look for that damn dog.. mana seh!! takda pon!! Terus kene maki.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good.. Like I was given another chance not only by Siva.. but by God too.. I knew that i ould only do my best up there and it is Him who determines whether i go thru or not.. And i guess... i guess.. my prayers are answered.. Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few things running thru my mind.. and i need to sort myself out.. There are things which needs to be changed.. Sometimes its not only material.. but it's what you have inside also that will determine yourself.. That spirit in you has to work.. and your bloody head needs to work together with it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tough week is about to past.. i'm looking forward to enjoying training later at the park with the Gremlins.. Kick some balls bebeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blogster.. i like you man.. you're strong =p *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111070277476185227?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111070277476185227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111070277476185227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111070277476185227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111070277476185227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-last-chance.html' title='my last chance..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-111053249998994996</id><published>2005-03-11T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T19:17:07.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this pain for pleasure..</title><content type='html'>Aish.. man this blog has been like on the "lost and found" corner for months.. finally the owner has the time to search for it and mend it back... i miss u blog.. sorry i left u alone and unkempt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since i left u there.. so much that i dont know where to start about yesterday.. but nevermind.. lets start anew blog.. u and me.. "Jangan jejak semalam lagi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay for a start..i had a bad morning.. had sortie 12 at 0900 hours.. man i really suck at take-off and landings.. cant even keep da aircraft straight on the runway line at take off.. but shit man those rudder pedals are friggin sensative.. one twitch and you're swerving to the side already... And then there's the final approach where u need to to maintain Centreline Aimpoint Aspect Speed.. all these four simultaneously.. fikiran seh!!! I did 9 landings.. those which i did myself macam nak crash landing seh..but the ones assisted by the instructor was much better man.. Sheesh.. i'm losing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's always pleasure in what we love to do.... or so.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing Singa Purba got into da finals bebeh.. yeah it was sweet.. but now its back to da drawing board to prepare for finals.. its gonna be tough.. To me, all sch's did well.., it's gonna be a hard fought competition later in the finals.. the only prediction i have is that the top dogs would be between 4 certain schs which i won't mention coz kalau salah nanti paisey dok hahahaha.. But yeah.. s'gonna be a killa on that day so bring ur brains along if u wanna understand waddaheck these people doin on stage man.. For SSP ; i love u guys man.. we're playful and hardworking and thats suits me like candy for a baby =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blogster..i don't wanna say so much for my return.. and yes.. i'll try to update u again ok man.. Try not to dump u aside like i did last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ So if you're lonely, You know i'm here waiting for you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a crosshair, I'm just a shot away from you...&lt;br /&gt;And if you leave here.. You leave me broken shattered alive..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a crosshair.. I'm just a shot..then we can die.. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-111053249998994996?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/111053249998994996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=111053249998994996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111053249998994996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/111053249998994996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-pain-for-pleasure.html' title='this pain for pleasure..'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-108806946198053278</id><published>2004-06-24T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T17:31:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/Pure%20Black%20FC.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/400/Pure%20Black%20FC.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Maria&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-108806946198053278?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/108806946198053278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=108806946198053278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/108806946198053278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/108806946198053278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2004/06/black-maria.html' title=''/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391480.post-108788632094416398</id><published>2004-06-22T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T14:38:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma primeira vez para tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uhhmmm... shades of boredom sets in&lt;br /&gt;Glares from the screen i squint my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing which never came across my mind&lt;br /&gt;Until now.. Man.. What was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see one , i see all..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a passport to everyone&lt;br /&gt;A passport which tells of oneself&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just an act of publicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck.. &lt;br /&gt;This boredom has got to go&lt;br /&gt;So click away as i start this new&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre uma primeira vez para tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laisse le blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391480-108788632094416398?l=efinz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/feeds/108788632094416398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391480&amp;postID=108788632094416398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/108788632094416398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391480/posts/default/108788632094416398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efinz.blogspot.com/2004/06/uma-primeira-vez-para-tudo.html' title='Uma primeira vez para tudo'/><author><name>efinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07957404478396840739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/1132/640/ampoliros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
