<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:05:28.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Short So Make It Sweet!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-1248967238159223951</id><published>2007-06-05T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:38:26.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday was a good day... Hung out with ubi boys... Its fun to hang out with them... All memorable and stupid things we have done... Getting drunk with them is the most funniest time ever... The coffeeshop auntie had advise us not to drink so much and also not to puke there... We then said " Ok ok auntie no problem u close the coffeeshop we can handle no worries "... Afta an hour, each one of us start vomitting all over the coffeeshop... Haha and till then we had neva visited the coffeeshop again... I bet the auntie was cursing us when she open the shop in the morning... So last sat i hung out wit them plus wit hossein... And they had to start the stories abt ghost... It was 2am plus... And the bonus thing is tat noone is at home... Plus another bonus thing my neighbourhood plus my house has been proven haunted by my sister and brother that had seen these things... Cool thing right... And if i faint or die ,who knows they can suck blood u know, i'll be facing it alone... So otw back alone, i had this really bad goosebumps... Thanks to some prayers tat i manage to remember in time of crisis... Lol only in time of crisis... The goosebumps gone... So got home, open all lights, wash my feet, get blanket, cover myself, sleep. Thats My Saturday... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do You Notice Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-1248967238159223951?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/1248967238159223951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=1248967238159223951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/1248967238159223951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/1248967238159223951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-116707202452335101</id><published>2006-12-25T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T10:40:24.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And everything you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I came along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I wrote a song for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And all the things you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And it was called "Yellow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So then I took my turn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh what a thing to've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And it was all yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yeah, your skin and bones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You know I love you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You know I love you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I swam across,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I jumped across for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh what a thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cuz you were all yellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I drew a line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I drew a line for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh what a thing to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And it was all yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Your skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's true, look how they shine for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look how they shine for you,A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;nd all the things that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-116707202452335101?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/116707202452335101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=116707202452335101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/116707202452335101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/116707202452335101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-at-stars-look-how-they-shine-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-116077958453667893</id><published>2006-10-13T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:46:24.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Little Devil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was looking through my photos yesterday and i found this primary school picture of mine. There's this small boy sitting with his hands on his knees and with socks all so high up with his sinister smile looking all so innocent. Thats the freaking little devil right there and he's me!! I thought i had tat title when i was in secondary skool but only now that i realise i had it all my life.  Me and frens used to break the fire alarms and played with fire extinguisher before the flag raising ceremony and hell we got a good reason for it.  The school bus came so early and we had nothing to do. It started out with this morning walk around the school block and we got bored after sometime. So one day we saw duster and then we came across a fire alarm. Then we did our math. First we thought the equation would be (Duster + Fire Alarm = Trouble) but after trying we got a different answer it equals to FUN!! We did it almost eveyday for one week. We got caught after that all bcos of PAVEENA that sotong junior prefect had to stick her nose everywhere. Lucky i didnt get any caning all thanks to my innocent gremlinish teary eyed look tat i gave to the DM. There's so many stupid things i did when i was in primary skool like showing middle finger to the teacher and asking her whether its a bad thing when i already know it is. Cabut from skool during recess to go to mama shop. Running in my undies around the school for i dont know wad reason. Slacking with the makcik cleaner when there is class. Lucky i got my freaking brains back when i was in primary 5. I dont know what i'll be if i didnt. I probably be coming home drunk right now if i had not stop mixing with my crazy frens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-116077958453667893?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/116077958453667893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=116077958453667893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/116077958453667893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/116077958453667893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-115911778591823906</id><published>2006-09-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:09:45.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Holidays Are Here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its So Damn Boring La!!! Nothing to do at home... Just do housework... Plus mum wont let me go Bangkok... Thinks that im gonna do some hanky panky stuff over there... Try to beg her to let me go... I miss the Celo Kebab over there and the endless supply of milk!!! Heaven... Plus the university girls... Haiz... The only bad thing abt Bangkok is their traffic... Other than tat its paradise... Esp the goods there... If my mum allows, i'll be going with hoss next week... Who wants to tag along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-115911778591823906?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/115911778591823906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=115911778591823906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115911778591823906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115911778591823906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/09/holidays-are-here-its-so-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-115777479057233075</id><published>2006-09-08T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:06:30.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Last day of my hospital attachment was yesterday... Feel kinda sad that it had to end la... Gonna miss everyone esp the nurses and my frens... All the gangster nurses, the scary jigglypuffs, the too cheery girl... Cannot disturb them anymore... This is gonna be so boring... Cannot disturb Gangster Jigglypuff Ribena anymore, no more slow mo walks wit too cheery girl, no more bitching abt Jenny wit Jovell, no more disturbing of swell up Jigglypuff, no more getting boss ard by Gangster Hanna, no more crapping wit Marissa... Im gonna miss attachment!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-115777479057233075?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/115777479057233075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=115777479057233075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115777479057233075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115777479057233075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-last-day-of-my-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-115472710287799727</id><published>2006-08-04T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:31:42.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Todak Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;20 over todak was caught today... It was on their way to singapore and we manage to catch most of them before day reach to shore... For those who has watch "Singapura Dilanggar Todak" u'll get what i mean... My uncle got shot through the leg by one of the todak... Ok la actually he got a little hit... Only his shoe got hurt badly... I brought home three swordfish and three belanak... Ok hossein if u happened to read my blog... I confess i didnt swim when catching the fish... I didnt fight with the stingray... It was probably half dead when i pick it up... The water wasnt that deep too... I did all that extra bullshit talk to make it more interesting la... Why dont u just believe me when i told you the extra spiced up story, u had to go ask my cousin... Lain kali percaya aje la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-115472710287799727?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/115472710287799727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=115472710287799727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115472710287799727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115472710287799727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/08/todak-day-20-over-todak-was-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-115257332619531511</id><published>2006-07-10T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:15:26.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Childhood Sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everyone has his or her own childhood sweetheart who they can't really forget abt. I have one and she's really beautiful but everytime i meet her i'll get all shy and stuff. I'll go out of words when she says hi. I'll say stupid things when she invites me over to her house to watch her favourite show. I'll try to get her attention by playing with her little sister but whenever she comes over, i'll just smile. My heart goes pounding when she calls me. "Fuad Fuad Fuad" i will turn to her smile n say hi then just look away. Arghhhh!!! I'll will only smile and say goodbye when she's leaving. Fark why am i so farking shy. I shldn't have gone there. I knew she would be there. Now im missing her. This neva fails to happen everytime i see her. OMG her sweet voice!!! The next time i see her would be like in three months more!!! DUMB DUMB FUAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-115257332619531511?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/115257332619531511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=115257332619531511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115257332619531511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115257332619531511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-childhood-sweetheart-everyone-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-115031188052665938</id><published>2006-06-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:04:40.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life's seriously a bore rite now... Frens busy with skool and their oth stuffs... Got a few projects to be done... My attendance in skool sucks... One percent away from barred from exam... Holidays doesnt seem like one... Work's fine... Anyone who wants free satay just drop by thats if im working alone or wit hossein... I seriously need guy frens in skool... Like seriously... U know humans... They learn how to adapt and change according to their environment... I seriously dun want to adapt and change... Im a man im gonna stay tat way till the rest of my life thats if i get guy frens in my skool... I've been mixing ard wit girls too much... Its not like they are not fun or anything, they are... But its not everyday they are fun... They have the thing called pms... I think i have to like make a list of their time of the month... Mary 8-15 (Minimal Conversation With Her) Betty 19-26 (10 feet away, Can cause severe damage to u) Lola 12-19 (Stay out of sight, Blames u for nothing)... Ok im exaggrating... I've neva experience those things before... Hey after all they are unpredictable... I Love My Mum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-115031188052665938?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/115031188052665938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=115031188052665938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115031188052665938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/115031188052665938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-lifes-seriously-bore-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-114136149540505197</id><published>2006-03-02T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T08:26:53.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bangkok!! I Miss Ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Back In Shithole... I feel so different now that im back in Singapore... Singapore is dull... I hate this place... Im neva gonna live in this country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Look Very Closely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then You'll See The Glass Hidden In The Grass... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-114136149540505197?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/114136149540505197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=114136149540505197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/114136149540505197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/114136149540505197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/03/bangkok-i-miss-ya-back-in-shithole.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113794101430130901</id><published>2006-01-22T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T06:43:34.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Engagement Party!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tired Frustrated Dissapointed.... Whole day of hard work... Got boss around... No mixed blood teenage girl... Damn wad a day... At least we get to fool around wit the packed food.... *Sinister Grin* Working with the three persian carpet boys was chaotic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Makcik: Dik boleh tolong pack kan makcik nasi dalcha ayam sama achar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hassan: *Sinister Smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hassan look at me i look at hassan... *Sinister Smile* Hehehe.... Hassan and me took all the half eaten chicken and top it wit damn alot of oil and packed it for her... Next hassan packed the nasi wit alot of kayu manis me wit alot of bunga cengkih and hossein tat fucker lol put like half the bawang goreng into the tupperware wit the rice.... If u think we are bad, u shld see the way they treat us... They think we are the 18 century slave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The best part was me and hassan went to a provision shop wanna buy cigg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Auntie One viceroy red...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Auntie: U 18 ah... Where's ur ic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I gave her my ic... She look at the back of the ic and still not convince tat im 18 so she look at the pic... Then she take calculator to calculate... Crazy Bitch... Afta minusing this year and 1988, she's convince tat im 18... My and hassan's eyes were glittering, it was as if some staircase to heaven just appeared infront of us... As she was abt to take the cigg, there had to be a showstopper phrase... " Ur birthday in october right?"... This small little hope in my heart just shatters... Lucky i had negotiating skills... A viceroy in hand makes me smilling always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113794101430130901?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113794101430130901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113794101430130901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113794101430130901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113794101430130901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/01/engagement-party-tired-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113785717669906633</id><published>2006-01-21T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T07:26:16.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Miriam Fares!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lovely Woman... Her belly dancing... Holy Smokes... Noone can freaking beat her... I cant bear this pain no more... She's killing me wit her dance... Help Me... Banging my head wont do any good.... FARK FARK!!!!!!! Guys u shld see her video clip... If u dun become a zombie fan slave of Miriam Fares, u betta freaking run bcos i will shoot u down... Liars deserve to be shot... Does Singapore have a Lebanese community? I need suppliers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tmr betta be good... There betta be mixed blood!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113785717669906633?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113785717669906633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113785717669906633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113785717669906633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113785717669906633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2006/01/miriam-fares-lovely-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113464612384608414</id><published>2005-12-15T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T04:07:17.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gayism!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Holy crabs!! Im so glad tat im straight man... Gays= Slapping guys butt, Giggles, Telling oths how hot another guy is, Those delicate hand movements, Fantasies of getting hot straight man... Ewww...And they walk like a red ass baboon... Their ass is their pride... Not forgetting their high pitch voices... Omg imagine a guy calling ur name in a high pitch voice... Whoa tats a turn on.... Holy shit it isnt... Guys if u have one of those symptoms above... Be afraid Be very afraid... Go to the doc ask for some male hormones... And if tat dun work go to a witch doctor... Singapore's ageing too fast and gays aren't gonna help... Guys may us be always straight... And for those who is seeping to the wrong side... Come to me i slap the gay outta ya... I mean punch... slapping is so gay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Current Mood: Scales tilted to bad side... Hope it balances soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113464612384608414?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113464612384608414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113464612384608414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113464612384608414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113464612384608414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/12/gayism-holy-crabs-im-so-glad-tat-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113236354203467240</id><published>2005-11-18T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T17:25:42.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh Wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've seen this scene before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just didnt think it would happen again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh well im used to it and expected it anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thought it was all over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But it aint huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Expected tat too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Has no one told you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your cries are all in vain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dun need someone to tell me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I noe my cries are in vain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113236354203467240?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113236354203467240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113236354203467240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113236354203467240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113236354203467240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-wait-ive-seen-this-scene-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113204427772345680</id><published>2005-11-15T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:44:37.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3 Days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3 days of not smoking... I noe this doesnt prove tat i have stop smoking but still this is great achievement... Im gonna stop smoking and i will... I've made a promise and i aint gonna break tat promise... Im gonna prove to u tat im not like others who break promises... Anyway thanks Sarah... Without u, i dun think i wld even try to stop smoking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A song for viceroy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Feels like you made a mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You made somebody's stomach bleed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But now I have to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You left a stain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;On every one of my healthy arteries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I am stronger than you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Keep telling myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;That it wont take long till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Im free of my disease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'm free of my disease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Free of my disease... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Original song Disease by Matchbox Twenty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113204427772345680?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113204427772345680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113204427772345680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113204427772345680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113204427772345680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-days-3-days-of-not-smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113171294733373528</id><published>2005-11-11T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T04:42:27.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hari Ini Dan Semalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hari ini kau datang riang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tersenyum buatku senang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Kau hias dirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Membuat hati bertambah sayang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tapi wajahmu semalam muram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mengapa dewi mengapa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mungkinkah aku bersalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cubalah dewi katakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jangan dewi jangan begitu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Senyum-senyumlah selalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Manis riang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wajah bertambah jelita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113171294733373528?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113171294733373528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113171294733373528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113171294733373528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113171294733373528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/11/hari-ini-dan-semalam-hari-ini-kau.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113084684493695528</id><published>2005-11-01T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T04:07:24.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sir Elton John And George Michael!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Whoa Wad great singers they are!!! Are'nt they?? Ok hers's the turning point!! Dun U Guys Get Disgusted When This 2 guys Sing Abt Love? And I Mean Guys Do U Get Disgusted?? They Are'nt Straight!! To who  do u think those love songs goes out to!!! Its abt guys expressing his love to another guy!! WTF!!! I dun want to hear ur careless whispers i dun wanna feel ur love tonight!! Seriously No I Dun Want!! Wads wrong wit girls tat u hafta love guys!!! Can u imagine me singing sappy love songs to another guy!! I'll be a freaking fugitive man!! Running away from straight men tat is tryin to burn me alive!! Ok seriously their are songs are superb!! But everytime i listen to their songs i hafta lie to myself and tell myself tat this is man singing a song tat goes to a girl!!! Shitty man why does unstraight men always sing great songs!!! Damn It!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As this life gets colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the devil inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tells you to give up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113084684493695528?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113084684493695528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113084684493695528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113084684493695528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113084684493695528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/11/sir-elton-john-and-george-michael-whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113077515862091179</id><published>2005-10-31T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:12:38.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE SCUMBAGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate ppl who blame their own fucking bloody tragedies on oth fucking ppl!!! I hate ppl who blame their fucking problems on other ppl when they are the cause of it!!! Have it ever crossed ur mind tat every problem tat has arised is somehow caused by u in someway or another!!! I hate ppl who neva want to admit their wrongs!!! I hate ppl who ask me for the bloody lighter and ashtray when there is so many ashytrays and lighters out there!!! I hate ppl who thinks tat they are god's bloody gift to humans!!! Everyone tat lives is someway contibuting to the world!!! Without trash and those ppl who litters, can u imagine how many bloody ppl out there who wld be left jobless!!! There wont be any Sembawang Corp all tat rubbish company!!! If everyone is rich, do u think the public toilets wld clean and ur streets clear off trash!!! Do u think there wld be the word 'tall' in the dictionary if there werent any short ppl!!! Unless u're God, u can't bloody live alone in this bloody world!!! Someone is just Driving me to insanity not gonna say who!!! If suicide wasnt forbidden, pusara abadi i would be in 2001!!! I've been suffering too long!!! Can Someone Just Replace My Life? Pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113077515862091179?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113077515862091179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113077515862091179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113077515862091179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113077515862091179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hate-scumbags-i-hate-ppl-who-blame.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113024812916405185</id><published>2005-10-25T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:48:49.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Prayers For You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;YA ALLAH... Terangilah Kuburnye... Hiasnye Dgn Bunga Bunga Dari SyurgaMu... Lapangkanlah Kuburnye... Jagalah Jasadnye Supaya Ia Tidak Dimakan Zaman... Ampunilah Dosa Dosa Nye... Tempatkan Die Di Syurgamu Kerna Sesungguhnye Die Seorang Yg Mulia Dan Baik Hati... Sayangilah Die Kerna Sesungguhnye Tiada Sesiapa Dpt Menyanginye Lebih Selain Dari Mu... Moga Die Selalu Di Dlm Doa Doa Org Yg Menyanginye... Sampaikanlah Al Fatihah Ku Kepada Nye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a life to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a bond to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be missing you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll Be Missin You!!! Mak Mah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113024812916405185?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113024812916405185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113024812916405185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113024812916405185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113024812916405185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/prayers-for-you-ya-allah.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-113024595086351988</id><published>2005-10-25T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:12:30.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If You Leave Dun Leave Now!! PLS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do good ppl have to go so fast?? When u tot tat the person would stay long, they just leave u in a sudden...  Mak Mah!!! U're one of the nicest person i've ever met... Everyone loves u... I wished u cld stay longer... Wished we cld all go to ur house for hari raya and have gd old laughters... U being Amuk in SDO... U calling me Badang... Im gonna miss all tat... If i cld turn back time to last friday, i wld ask for forgiveness and put a smile on ur face... The last day i saw u, u didnt have the smile u always had... Why am i so stupid not to c the different thing in you... U Will Always Be In My Prayers... Im sorry i cldnt make it to ur funeral... But i'll promise u i'll visit u... If ever anyone were to ask me who is Mak Mah, i'll say "She's Someone Who Everyones Loves"... I Have Nothing But Gd Words For U...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IT''LL NEVA BE THE SAME WITOUT U!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IT'LL NEVA BE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEVA BE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;24 OCT 2005... IN MEMORY ALWAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MAK MAH... MAMA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-113024595086351988?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/113024595086351988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=113024595086351988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113024595086351988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/113024595086351988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-you-leave-dun-leave-now-pls-why-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112947418205712878</id><published>2005-10-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T07:49:42.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Commitments!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Esp in love department!!! Who the hell has love commitments at the age of 17... U guys are sick if u have love commitments at this age... This type of things is only suitable for ppl tat is over 25... The time when u're too old to do varieties of things so u just lay it all down and stick to one like career love all tat crap... Commitments, they just bloody chain u down from doing any fun stuff... Freedom Or Being Tied Down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Ok the reason im saying all this is cos i cant commit... I hate Commitments cos i cant have any... Or am i just scared of it... Scared tat the thing im committed to just backfires right at ma face... Commitments are just the scariest things ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Watching terrible tv, it kills all thought&lt;br /&gt;Getting spacier than, an astronaut…&lt;br /&gt;Making out with people, I hardly know or like&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe what I do, late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna know what it’s like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I’m standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only when we get to see, the aerial view&lt;br /&gt;Will the patterns show, we’ll know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I know the last page so well, I can’t read the first&lt;br /&gt;So I just don’t start, it’s getting worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna know what it’s like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I’m standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna know what it’s like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I can’t find my way in&lt;br /&gt;I try again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’m on the outside of love&lt;br /&gt;Always under or above&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way in&lt;br /&gt;I try again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm on the outside of love&lt;br /&gt;Always under or above&lt;br /&gt;Must be a different view&lt;br /&gt;To be a me with a you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna know what its like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what its like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;Of course i’ll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I just had a bad night&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112947418205712878?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112947418205712878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112947418205712878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112947418205712878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112947418205712878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/commitments-esp-in-love-department-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112887100481344644</id><published>2005-10-09T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:16:44.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It Takes Only One Action One Word To Loose Everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Life To The Fullest But Wit Limits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are Just Somethings U Cant Get So Dont Dwell On It!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Are U Living In The Past When The Future Awaits U!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad U Want Is Not Always Wad U Need!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun Try To Be Someone Tat U Neva Always Wanted To Be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn To Get Back On Your Own Two Feets When U Fall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Biggest Mistake You Can Ever Make Is Afraid Of Making One!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112887100481344644?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112887100481344644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112887100481344644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112887100481344644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112887100481344644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-takes-only-one-action-one-word-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112863981654041649</id><published>2005-10-06T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:03:36.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sean Paul!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seriously man this guy shld stop his reggae nonsense cos its not reggae he's singing... Can anyone like tell me wad he's singing witout looking at his lyrics first... And his slank, jamaican slank, is like farking over sia... Even freaking jamaican dun sing or talk like tat... His like a aklaklakla tryin to be jamaicna... His singing is like somekind of a new language... They shld catogarise it as a new WTF language... All i hear in We'll Be Burning is "just give me the cheese i'll make a small kway teow... bla bla please kway teow kway teow more bla bla bla" And some "Legalize It" which i assume is abt dope... Is tat how u ask ppl to legalize it... Is like who the fark wanna give dope to crazy ppl... Ppl wld be crazy if they legalize dope wit this type of ppl ard...N ya his dances!!! Im laughin ma ass off seein the way he dance... Not tat im saying i can dance betta... Seriously get some dance lesson before making a video... Get a microphone stand and just sing... Dun Dance!!! Man this guy is tryin too hard... I think he shld like sing and dance at the old folks home... U noe give the old folks some great laughing they neva had for years... I bet they wld be like "All this while i tot twist was lame, but afta seeing this i dun think anything cld be any lamer"... The only song i like is Baby Boy and not cos of him.. Its bcos Beyonce is there... At least she is singing some sense and dance perfectly well... Ok I've said enuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Futures made of virtual insanity&lt;br /&gt;Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have&lt;br /&gt;For useless, twisting of our new technology&lt;br /&gt;Oh now there's no sound for we all live underground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jamiroquai- Virtual Insanity!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112863981654041649?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112863981654041649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112863981654041649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112863981654041649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112863981654041649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/10/sean-paul-seriously-man-this-guy-shld.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112809022166934772</id><published>2005-09-30T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:23:41.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Living in the days of the same old days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FARK IM FARKED UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;A Silent Wish: Pls Pls Let Tmr Be The Start Of New Things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Goal: Make Everyone i know smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All my life I've been searching for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Something never comes, never leads to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nothing satisfies, but I'm getting close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Closer to the prize at the end of the rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All night long I dream of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When it comes around and it's taken away!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To Piccolo: Happy Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112809022166934772?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112809022166934772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112809022166934772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112809022166934772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112809022166934772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/living-in-days-of-same-old-days-fark.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112748579506936156</id><published>2005-09-23T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:29:55.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Walk Me Out Of Here... Im In Pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad Is Life? Izzit Living Then Die? Achieving your biggest dream and live happily then die? Avoid doing bad stuff and do everything religious then die and go to heaven? Why do god let us live in this world without telling us the reason why we are living? Or is life a jigsaw puzzle? U need to finish it to see the whole picture... The whole picture of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Come and hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna contact the living&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;br /&gt;This role I've been given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I sit and talk to God&lt;br /&gt;And he just laughs at my plans&lt;br /&gt;My head speaks a language&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just want to feel real love&lt;br /&gt;Feel the home that I live in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got too much life&lt;br /&gt;Running through my veins&lt;br /&gt;Going to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't want to die&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't keen on living either&lt;br /&gt;Before I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing to leave her&lt;br /&gt;I scare myself to death&lt;br /&gt;That's why I keep on running&lt;br /&gt;Before I've arrived&lt;br /&gt;I can see myself coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just want to feel real love&lt;br /&gt;Feel the home that I live in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got too much life&lt;br /&gt;Running through my veins&lt;br /&gt;Going to waste&lt;br /&gt;And I need to feel real love&lt;br /&gt;And a life ever after&lt;br /&gt;I cannot give it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just want to feel real love&lt;br /&gt;Feel the home that I live in&lt;br /&gt;I got too much love&lt;br /&gt;Running through my veins&lt;br /&gt;To go to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just wanna feel real love&lt;br /&gt;In a life ever after&lt;br /&gt;There's a hole in my soul&lt;br /&gt;You can see it in my face&lt;br /&gt;It's a real big place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Come and hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;I want to contact the living&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;br /&gt;This role I've been given&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ignore All The Love In The Lyrics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Feel- Robbie William...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112748579506936156?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112748579506936156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112748579506936156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112748579506936156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112748579506936156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/walk-me-out-of-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112706747426885289</id><published>2005-09-18T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T11:17:54.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Take A Look At Me Now... There's Just An Empty!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Im So Empty...&lt;/span&gt; Can Someone Just Feel Me Up Wit Something... Anything? Just for me to feel something... Anything? I dun know wads bothering me... Love Is not the problem (Btw, Love Is The Number One In Problem Chart)... Friends Is not the problem... Family too... So Wad The Fark Izzit? There's just this feelings i miss... Izzit the feeling to feel... Only God Knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, that's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to make ends meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're a slave to money then, you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ya know, the one that takes you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To the places where all the things meet, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wont changeI can't change (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But i'm here in my modeI am here in my mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But I'm a million different people from one day to the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I can't change my mode no, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well I never pray, but tonight I'm on my knees yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But the airways are clean and theres nobody singing to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wont changeI can't change (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I'm here in my modeI am here in my mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I'm a million different people from one day to the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't change my mode no, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(have u ever been down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't change it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't change it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BitterSweet Symphony- Cruel Intentions... At least there's a song tat explains how i feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112706747426885289?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112706747426885289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112706747426885289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112706747426885289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112706747426885289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-look-at-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112646433898478823</id><published>2005-09-11T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T11:50:32.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;True And Also A Fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Three important rules&lt;/span&gt; for breaking up&lt;br /&gt;Don't put off breaking up when u know u want to&lt;br /&gt;Prolonging the situation only makes it worse&lt;br /&gt;Tell him honestly, simply, kindly, but firmly&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a big production&lt;br /&gt;Don't make up an elaborate story&lt;br /&gt;This will help you avoid a big tear jerking scene&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna date other people say so&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for the boy to feel hurt and rejected&lt;br /&gt;Even if u've gone together for only a short time,&lt;br /&gt;And haven't been too serious,&lt;br /&gt;There's still a feeling of rejection&lt;br /&gt;When someone says she prefers the company of others&lt;br /&gt;To your exclusive company,&lt;br /&gt;But if u're honest and direct,&lt;br /&gt;N avoid making flowery emotional speech when u break the news,&lt;br /&gt;The boy will respect u for ur frankness,&lt;br /&gt;And honestly he'll appreciate the kind of straight foward manner&lt;br /&gt;In which u told him your decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Unless he's a real jerk or a cry baby u will remain friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Popular by Nada Surf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Girls U Noe Wad To Do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;: Dun worry abt a lil thing cos every lil thing is gonna be alrite... I dun think tat phrase will make u feel any betta... Although its true... Anyway if u need anything, Ur bro fuddy wld be here... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112646433898478823?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112646433898478823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112646433898478823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112646433898478823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112646433898478823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/true-and-also-fact-three-important.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112602137669218919</id><published>2005-09-06T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:42:56.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Singers And Bands!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;First In Ma List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bob Marley:&lt;/span&gt; Who can beat this guy, man!! He sings love, freedom, slavery.... He's a farking all rounder... Lol... One of the greatest singer eva!! Legend Man!! Songs: Red Red Wine, Buffalo Soldier, Is This Love, Waiting In Vain, One Love, Three Little Birds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Iklim:&lt;/span&gt; C'mon man who can write jiwang malay songs like this guy.... He's unbeatable man... Wit his Pekat and Serak voice... Damn tats fine... True Malay Rocker Classic... Songs: Suci Dalam Debu, Mimpi Yang Pulang, Aduhai Seribu Kali Sayang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jamal Abdillah:&lt;/span&gt; I love this guy man... The charming singer... He has this unique voice... Alamak his hair Fuyoh!!!!! Songs: Kekasih Awal Dan Akhir, Sandarkan Pada Kenangan, Azura!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Third:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ub40:&lt;/span&gt; U give this guy a normal song and he turns it into reggae... U'll just forget who the original singer is... Superb Superb!!! Singers who has their songs taken by this grp can say bye bye... Seriously gd!!! Songs: Every Breath U Take (Originally By Police), Only Fool Rush In (Elvis Presley Beaten By Ub40), Light My Fire (Ori By The Doors), Kingston Town!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oth Fine Singers And Band:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake, Maroon Five, Janis Joplin, No doubt, Cradle Of Filth, Papa Roach, James Blunt, Nada Surf, Aqualung, Hot Hot Heat, The Cardigans, The Wonders, Fugees, The Afters, The Ramones, Audioslave, Sophie Ellis Bextor, The Hives, The Vines, The Cranberries and many more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Goodbye My Lover- James Blunt!! Power!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112602137669218919?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112602137669218919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112602137669218919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112602137669218919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112602137669218919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/singers-and-bands-first-in-ma-list-bob.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112567042122915875</id><published>2005-09-02T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T07:13:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Teacher's Day!!!&lt;/span&gt; First of all i wld like to thank  SARAH!!! Thankz for the rasta drum and bangle!!! Love it so much... Still dunno how to play... Lol... Im tryin ma best to play... Anyways the whole teacher performance was too damn long.... To me the best performance was the samba thingy... I always tot dillon was gd for nothing... But the performance change it all... He was seriously gd Ya piccolo i tot u were going to dance or something... Lol...  Hydher was huge... HUGE!!! Im so jealous... Im like so tiny.... Lol... Anyway life's been a bore... Hoping something or someone cld come and just give a twist to it... Maybe I Just Need Ma &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Frens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beautiful Love- The Afters... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Im Loving It!!! Beautiful Song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112567042122915875?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112567042122915875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112567042122915875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112567042122915875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112567042122915875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/09/teachers-day-first-of-all-i-wld-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112544808537012274</id><published>2005-08-29T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:28:05.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIN CITY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its like the best black and white english movie i've eva seen... Maybe bcos its the only black white english movie i've seen... The movie has no actual storyline and its kinda confusing too... But who cares the action is damn superb... The movie is basically abt three guys killing oths just to protect the woman they love... One killed himself One got death sentence One risked his life... Does love really worth dyin for? Anyways the babes are hot... Babes wit guns and samurai swords... I surrender Sista!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jessica alba&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Fuad's Speechless*...&lt;/span&gt; Some old basket got kissed by jessica... BRUCE WILLIS!!!!!!! FARK!!!!! Lucky i wasnt in da movie... Damn Bruce Willis wld be lucky if he isnt dead by the time the movie ends... Bloody Cheekopeh... The only nice thing abt bruce willis is his killing phrase... Oth than tat wit jessica alba and all it aint nice... Arghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Phrase of killing for bruce willis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;First you take away his weapon.... Both of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Message to the evil guy from fuad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No Father's day for u bruda....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112544808537012274?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112544808537012274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112544808537012274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112544808537012274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112544808537012274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/sin-city-its-like-best-black-and-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112533221812718702</id><published>2005-08-29T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:18:44.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BE YOURSELF- Audioslave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Someone falls to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping all alone&lt;br /&gt;Someone kills the pain&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in the silence&lt;br /&gt;She finally drifts away&lt;br /&gt;Someone gets excited&lt;br /&gt;In a chapel yard&lt;br /&gt;And catches a boquet&lt;br /&gt;Another lays a dozen&lt;br /&gt;White roses on a grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;And be yourself is all that you can do, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Someone finds salvation&lt;br /&gt;In everyone&lt;br /&gt;Another only pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone tries to hide himself&lt;br /&gt;Down inside himself he prays&lt;br /&gt;Someone swears his true love&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Another runs away&lt;br /&gt;Separate or united&lt;br /&gt;Healthy or insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;And be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;[all that you can do]&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;[all that you can do]&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;[all that you can do]&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Even when you've paid enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been put upon, or been held up&lt;br /&gt;With every single memory of&lt;br /&gt;The good or bad, faces of luck&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose any sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything will end up alright&lt;br /&gt;You may win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But to be yourself is all that you can do, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do, oh [x3]&lt;br /&gt;[all that you can do]&lt;br /&gt;And to be yourself is all that you can&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BE YOURSELF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112533221812718702?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112533221812718702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112533221812718702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112533221812718702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112533221812718702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/be-yourself-audioslave-someone-falls.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112498853253663970</id><published>2005-08-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:48:52.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wedding Crashers!!!&lt;/span&gt; It was a great show overall... It has crappy storyline... Guy neva found happiness in wad he does... Then he found his true love whom is already engaged... Finally the girl thinks tat her fiance is an assholic guy not worth it so she dumps him and goes for the guy... I've seen tat!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE WEDDING SINGER&lt;/span&gt;!!! They made it a gd show by covering up the CRAPPY storyline wit comedy... Gotta give them credit for tat... They shld make more movies like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Edward Scissorhands&lt;/span&gt; Or &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt;!!! Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Rambo&lt;/span&gt;!!! The guy who killed the whole legion of army... Wit a gun and two straps of ammo!!! Rambo is a soldier tat comes only once in infinity years!!! He is a bloody rare breed... Terrorist wld be pissing in their pants on the sight rambo... *Salute* The one u guys wld'nt want to mess ard wit... CLASSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Goodnight Goodnight- Hot Hot Heat!! HOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Miss U And Ur HYPER Mode!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112498853253663970?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112498853253663970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112498853253663970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112498853253663970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112498853253663970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/wedding-crashers-it-was-great-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112463465296161687</id><published>2005-08-21T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T07:30:52.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/776/1600/Botak%20Asshole%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/776/320/Botak%20Asshole%202.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No matter how rough life cld be!! I will try ma best to face it wit smile... Ma Best I Promise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt; Two jappy waved me gdbye... I bumped ma butt onto the metal corner of the chair and it was painful ok... Bone colliding wit metal ouch if ahmad nvm lah surely no feeling one... Lol...  So i rubbed it to make it feel betta... Lol... Omg cant believe they at the back looking at me!!! Wtf!!! One whole bunch of japanese there... I bet the adults wished they had samurai swords to hara kiri ma ass off...  Then this 2 jappy girls was like smiling at me and suddenly both of them waved and said bubbye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today!!!&lt;/span&gt; Disastrous Horrendous Horribble!!! All farking delayed flights!!! 3 HOUR DELAYED DEPARTURE!!! I managed to pull it all out wit smile!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112463465296161687?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112463465296161687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112463465296161687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112463465296161687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112463465296161687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-matter-how-rough-life-cld-be-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112385562862120399</id><published>2005-08-12T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T07:11:20.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Bye Bye!!&lt;/span&gt; I Hate Barbers!! Lol... They cut ma bloody curly version beatles hairstlye into dunno wad!! Nak Kata Marlet Bukan Nak Kata Mohawk Bukan Nak Kata Jamal Abdillah Bukan Nak Kata Saleem Iklim Bukan!!! Aiyoyoyo!!! Nvm wad is done is done... Jenny!!! When u tot u are the blurrest person eva, someone just comes into ur life and just shatters tat title... Can u believe it im not the blurrest sotong... One month working, she till can teach her understudy to come 10 mins before the plane departs.... Love her blurness!! Jenny Jenny!!! I want to do flight wit ya... I wanna laugh ma ass off... Lol... Pls Pls!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To All Ma O Level Frens:&lt;/span&gt; No worries u guys still have november paper... Look on the bright side u still have november paper to do well in... Add in more phrasa berbunga or maybe more peribahasa... Ok im not helping... Use ur current result as a fuel for ur passion to do well, Aight? Smile Anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kawan Kawan!!! I Have A Confession To Make!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Love U Guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112385562862120399?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112385562862120399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112385562862120399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112385562862120399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112385562862120399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/bye-bye-i-hate-barbers-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112307014571993077</id><published>2005-08-03T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:55:45.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pak Ad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Uncle Ad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cik Fuad&lt;/span&gt; Or &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pak Anjang&lt;/span&gt;? Im A Pakcik Already!!! My Second Day Becoming A Pakcik!! His name is Arfan and my mom says he looks like me...Oh No!!! I dun want him to look like a gremlin!!! Nevamind im sure he will look diff when he grows up... Humans change looks seven times in a lifetime... HE HAS WAVY CURLY HAIR!!! Kewl huh!! Uncle and Nephew same same hair cant wait for tat... We'll relive the 80s!! The other day this steward said MA HAIR WAS VOGUE!!! Wth Kinda scary cos he was the soft type... I was lucky he didnt touch ma hair... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan!!! Wrong lah!! U 70s... The time when hippies rule the world... Wuahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Three Cheers To Outrageous Hair!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112307014571993077?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112307014571993077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112307014571993077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112307014571993077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112307014571993077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/pak-ad-uncle-ad-cik-fuad-or-pak-anjang.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112306727613378084</id><published>2005-08-03T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:07:56.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Rita!!&lt;/span&gt; Rita is someone which i call a biatch... A big one!! She thinks she farking pretty to give a farking attitude... Snatch ppl's track sheet while ppl doing our job... Wth get back in line and just wait for ur farking turn biatch... When i say the bloody UMs has declined ur bloody assistance, just F Off wit the bloody additional tat i gave u!!! Haiyoh ppl nowadays... Jahanam Betol!!! Innocent face but bloody attitude... I guess i must'nt judge a book by its cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is this skin nice? If it is give it a thumbs up...&lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112306727613378084?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112306727613378084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112306727613378084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112306727613378084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112306727613378084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/08/rita-rita-is-someone-which-i-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112282269337374888</id><published>2005-07-31T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T08:11:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My Job!!!&lt;/span&gt; I love it!!! There's like so many great ppl tat can really make u smile... It's like farking teletubbies land... Where u wont get any worries cos there will always &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dipsy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tinky Winky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lala &lt;/span&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt; by ur side... Kewl Huh!!! When u have ticket down, there will always be Dipsy by ur side ticking the names out... When u need someone to acompany u in between flights, there will be Tinky Winky smoking wit u beside Tranfer F... Enough said I Love My Job!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112282269337374888?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112282269337374888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112282269337374888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112282269337374888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112282269337374888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-job-i-love-it-theres-like-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112238938373355632</id><published>2005-07-26T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:49:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Where is that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I've been praying for!!!&lt;/span&gt; Why does it take so long for tat dark cloud to turn blue... When is this showers of pain gonna end... Where is ma bright sunshiny day... Wads wrong wit me... Is it tat time of the month when girls get all the mood seasons all in one day... Am i experiencing tat... Oh man i hope tats not it... I noe how terrible guys can suffer when girls are in tat time of the month... DISASTROUS!! Ok i'll just make it short and sweet... IM NOT MYSELF!!! I think i have some screw loose i say ppl screw loose but me maself experiencing it, Rite Piccolo? Lol... Omg can u c ma post its like from confuse guy to some freako... Man i definitely have mood swing... OMG!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Can't Deny This...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Still Love You!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112238938373355632?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112238938373355632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112238938373355632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112238938373355632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112238938373355632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-is-that-rainbow-ive-been-praying.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112212418148970998</id><published>2005-07-23T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T06:09:41.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Shizzit!!!&lt;/span&gt; My phone got washed up again second time... Man shldnt have gotten mad wit my mum for not checking ma pants before washing it... But wad to do wad is done is done... Like ma dad use to say " Da ajal barang tu ape nak buat" Inalillah... Nothing really last... Nothing last forever... Feelings change Ppl change Things breakdown Ppl die... Wad to do its part of life... Everyone's experiencing it.... Hmmm Short ppl become tall Tall ppl become short?? Nah tat wont happen... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING LAST REMEMBER THAT FUAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO IF ANYTHING'S GONE, U HAVE EXPECTED IT TO HAPPEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING TO GRIEF ABT!!! NOTHING LAST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112212418148970998?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112212418148970998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112212418148970998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112212418148970998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112212418148970998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/07/shizzit-my-phone-got-washed-up-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112106200972036515</id><published>2005-07-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T06:28:05.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Was Too High!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was too high to realise tat life can hit the bottom point at anytime... I always tot that nothing cld break me... No words No action cld break me but I Was Wrong... I Have Been Wrong... I Am Wrong... I guess i've been weak all along... Im in pieces now... Im neva wanna pick up the pieces of me for now... I wanna be hurt so i cld learn not to take advantage of the things tat i have and of the things tat everyone has given to me... Im a FOOL... Always have been... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is someone gettin the best the best the best of you... Im sorry tat i didnt give the best of me... Did i even have the best to offer... Did i even have anything to offer... IM NOBODY!!! I have NOTHING!! NOTHING!!! IM A FOOL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you gone and onto someone new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I needed somewhere to hang my head without your noose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gave me something that I didn't have but had no use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was too weak to give in, too strong to lose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is under arrest again but I break loose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My head is giving me life or death but I can't choose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still Loving You!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112106200972036515?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112106200972036515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112106200972036515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112106200972036515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112106200972036515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-was-too-high-i-was-too-high-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112065036891351385</id><published>2005-07-06T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T04:47:02.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Departures!!!&lt;/span&gt; Im startin to like departures more than arrivals... Departures are tiring, but when u finish it and there's no down ticket, u feel as though u accomplish something big... Lol... I just hope i dun get Abdullah as my TLO when doin departure... Tat Arsehole... Feel like stuffin up walkie inside his ass... He reminds me of Mr Benjamin Thomas... The guy wit chopsticks leg... The guy who always got problem wit oth ppl... I think this ppl have troubled childhood days or something... Neva get enuff love or something... Tats y now they are making oth ppl's life miserable... U hate me haha u think i care... Lol... Wad comes ard goes ard... They'll have their happy days one day... U noe wad i mean by happy... *Sinister Smile* =D... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To Her&lt;/span&gt;: I know i haven been calling u... Im sorry... I wont give any reasons for tat... Cos reasons are a lame way to cover up mistakes... I want u to noe i always have the three words for u... Always have... I Love You..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ur the first thing on mind when i open ma eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ur the last thing on my mind before i close ma eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love You!&lt;/span&gt;&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/10188355-112065036891351385?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112065036891351385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112065036891351385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112065036891351385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112065036891351385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/07/departures-im-startin-to-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-112008803618446493</id><published>2005-06-29T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:35:25.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where Do I Begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do I begin&lt;br /&gt;To tell the story of how great a love can be&lt;br /&gt;The sweet love story that is older than the sea&lt;br /&gt;The simple truth about the love she brings to me&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With her first hello&lt;br /&gt;She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine&lt;br /&gt;There’d never be another love, another time&lt;br /&gt;She came into my life and made the living fine&lt;br /&gt;She fills my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She fills my heart with very special things&lt;br /&gt;With angels’ songs , with wild imaginings&lt;br /&gt;She fills my soul with so much love&lt;br /&gt;That anywhere I go I’m never lonely&lt;br /&gt;With her around, who could be lonely&lt;br /&gt;I reach for her hand it’s always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long does it last&lt;br /&gt;Can love be measured by the hours in a day&lt;br /&gt;I have no answers now but this much I can say&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll need her till the stars all burn away&lt;br /&gt;And she’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice oldies!! One of ma fav!! Nice huh? Nice huh? Haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You're my everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-112008803618446493?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/112008803618446493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=112008803618446493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112008803618446493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/112008803618446493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-do-i-begin-where-do-i-begin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111961499704764242</id><published>2005-06-24T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T03:22:52.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anaconda!!!&lt;/span&gt; Damn!!! Who plays wit Anaconda in da bus are sick in da mind... Damn if u guys are getting high rent a room PLS!!! The bus is not a playground for god's sake!!! Kissing and hugging are ok but &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anaconda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taming&lt;/span&gt; in the bus damn tats way too far... Aiyoh dunno wad the youth in singapore are turning into... Enuff wit the Anaconda... Damn Batman Begins Rocks... Neva like batman before... I hate superheroes wit cape and superheroes who wear undies on the outside like superman... But the movie really change it all... I love batman now... How i wish i cld be him... Haha... Still he cant beat Spidey and Wolverine!!! Talking abt superheroes wit undies... Do anyone noe y they wear their undies outside?? She said its cos they wanna show off their undies size... Lol... Damn she really noes how to make me laugh... I Love Her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You shot an arrow through my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loving U....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111961499704764242?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111961499704764242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111961499704764242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111961499704764242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111961499704764242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/anaconda-damn-who-plays-wit-anaconda.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111926338922801760</id><published>2005-06-20T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T03:29:49.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Arrivals!!!&lt;/span&gt; First day solo... Had to do this SQ883 alone... Lucky no meet and assist cases.... I think i need to request for a day of ojt... Im still blurred... Haha... Actually doing ojt is much fun... Can disturb mentors... Damn Gina was hot head when i say she teach me nonsense... Haha... Ya forgot to ask her teach me Phillipines... I forgot how it sounds... I think she said som som pat wad crap... Haha... Airport stuffs are freaking cheap too!! Giorgio Armani specs for 75 bucks damn... Rayban specs !!!damn!!!so nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;She's Coming Back Today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Missin Her Badly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I Need U And I Love U, Baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Lovin U Madly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111926338922801760?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111926338922801760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111926338922801760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111926338922801760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111926338922801760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/arrivals-first-day-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111862731691330358</id><published>2005-06-12T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T18:48:36.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ganja&lt;/span&gt; Or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Red Wine&lt;/span&gt;!!! I think i really need ganja rite now... Feel high Forget abt the world for a moment... Or maybe red red wine is enough to make me forget abt it... I wish i was still working at furama... Can get red wine so easily...  Im not angry at u... Im not sad... Maybe im just a little bit hurt... But im not angry upset or dissapointed... I Love U....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you may not think I care for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you know down inside that I really do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's me you need to show &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How deep is your love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111862731691330358?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111862731691330358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111862731691330358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111862731691330358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111862731691330358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/ganja-or-red-red-wine-i-think-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111848939521752809</id><published>2005-06-11T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T04:29:55.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hospitalized!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man i was thinking of only gettin an mc... But later got maself into ward 44 bed 27... 2 of the patient there are kinda siao... One ask the nurse for tiger beer... The oth one ask me to go follow him smoke at the staircase then got a warned by the nurse... I guess its hard for me to stop smoking... Smoke although im sick... haiz... Anyway vomited blood last three days... But it was just a minor stomach bleeding... Normal thing... Tats wad the doc said... Bloody hell doc dun noe how to take blood... 4 times inject and still no blood... Arghhh... Glad to be back home... No need to c naked old man walking ard in the ward... Farking hell old man everytime come out of toilet surely naked...  Kick his small white ass then he noe... HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe that it's real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The way that you make me feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A burning deep down inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A love that I cannot hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666600;"&gt;Thinking Of U...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666600;"&gt;Hoping U're feeling the same,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111848939521752809?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111848939521752809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111848939521752809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111848939521752809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111848939521752809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/hospitalized-man-i-was-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111772530768833771</id><published>2005-06-02T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:21:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im Not Okay!!!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Im not myself... I dunno wad telah happen to me... Someone tell me wads wrong wit me... May be i just need sometime to figure out wads bothering me... Anyway got weird sickness yesterday... Fever is like coming and going maybe Farhan's rite The reservoir is keras... Shall not swim there no more...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Taubat Taubat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Farhan nice work helping Roslizah out wit the assesment... U almost made Mr Mahmood say Bye Bye to her!! Haiyoh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know the door to my very soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the light in my deepest darkest hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're my saviour when I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;U were mesmerized by the baboon's Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im mesmerized by ur love... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111772530768833771?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111772530768833771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111772530768833771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111772530768833771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111772530768833771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-not-okay-im-not-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111704221254832357</id><published>2005-05-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T10:35:52.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Library!!!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to library... Met up wit Fahimah Jasmi and Afroz!! Just sit ard talk here talk there... Then came ma kuz... Lucky he was not like a skinhead asshole just now... If he was, im sure he will shoot everyone there wit his nice @!*$#% words... Afta tat she came... Man didnt get to talk wit her... How i wish i cld give a flying kick to the shy side of me.... WAHTAH out of me!!! Anyway wth is wrong wit the provision shops nowadays... Dunno how to earn &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;... Ppl wanna buy ciggs dun let... No Balls... Lol... Its like im contibuting to ur shop... Nowadays there are lesser and lesser smokers in Sg... And im like making them earn more &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt; but they dun want... WTF rite?? Dunno how to appreciate!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Screw Loose Provision Shop Owners!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I used to say, 'I' and 'me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Now its 'us', now its 'we'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll Be There To Catch You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When You Fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I Will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111704221254832357?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111704221254832357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111704221254832357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111704221254832357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111704221254832357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/library-went-to-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111682096088209020</id><published>2005-05-22T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:02:40.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Illegal Activities!! Went fishing and swimming at Tampines Quarry and Bedok Reservoir... Man Bedok Reservoir's water is like damn soothing... Its like so pure... I dun mind drowning in the reservoir!! The water is heaven!! But the tampines quarry is like opposite... Its shitty the water is damn keroh and its very dangerous to swim in!!! Yesterday went to a wedding... Became kendarat... Its was damn tiring!!! I made the place like a track field... Walk ard in rounds... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thankz For Everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Luv ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111682096088209020?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111682096088209020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111682096088209020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111682096088209020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111682096088209020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/illegal-activities-went-fishing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111643069678863929</id><published>2005-05-18T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T08:38:16.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My IPOD is scaring me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Omg it is as if it noes wad im feeling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Listen to GANJA(my ipod) just now and it was like playing all the songs tat explains wad i felt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its like i kept prssing next next next until abt 30 something songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And its still plays the songs tat explain wad i felt just now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its freaking me out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her bro is super nice n looks fierce when he is quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope i made a gd impression!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life will never be the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;‘Cause girl, you came and changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way I walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way I talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You rocked my world, you know you did (Oh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And everything I’m gonna give (You rocked my world) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there ain’t nothing we could find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someone like you to call mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111643069678863929?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111643069678863929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111643069678863929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111643069678863929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111643069678863929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-ipod-is-scaring-me-omg-it-is-as-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111632775650330576</id><published>2005-05-17T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T04:02:36.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Screwed Up Day!!!! First of all i wld like to say tat i am a big asshole... Yesh i am a totally big one... Made her wait for like 40 mins... Haiz not only tat she smiled when i met up wit her... She's like the nicest and the sweetest person i have eva met... All ma plan screwed up today... Didnt get to watch House Of Wax... The stupid sundal ah ma doesnt let us thru to the cinema just bcos she didnt bring her IC... Lol...Then have to watch this boring movie... The Interpreter... Before tat had an interview n ma voice was like trembling... Wtf... Screwed Up Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't want to hold back, i don't want to slip down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't want to think back to the one thing that i know i should have done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't want to doubt you, know everything about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't want to sit across the table from you wishing i could run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to love you madly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to love you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to love you madly (oh wait)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to love you, love you, love you madly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111632775650330576?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111632775650330576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111632775650330576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111632775650330576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111632775650330576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/screwed-up-day-first-of-all-i-wld-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111574304591611368</id><published>2005-05-10T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T10:08:42.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fullmoon bar... Woahh oldies songs... Cool Thing... I love oldies song esp Build Me Up Buttercup Baby... Foods great... Crab lol tats like ma first time i willingly wanna eat it... Afta tat got a small stomach upset... Man crabs totally smells gd n taste gd too... But im allergic to it... Mussels and the custard were superb!!! POOL!!! lol i played like a stupid ass clown... Cant even hit anything right... Ahmad played gd but Farhan u r like damn lucky... lol... But in the end we still win.. Ahmad's dad was like great he still noes how to play afta like sixteen years... Had a great time but not until i found out i've made her wait for 2 hours... Im an asshole for tat... i admit i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I cant help thinkin abt U....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111574304591611368?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111574304591611368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111574304591611368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111574304591611368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111574304591611368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/fullmoon-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111509177554125367</id><published>2005-05-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T20:42:55.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Didnt noe wad struck me yesterday... i woke up took a ladder... took all the dirty fans down n clean it... i did it witout being told to!!! and tats like wow!!! maybe its because of how she made me feel the day b4 yest... man she almost make me believe tat i cld fly... lucky for me i noe tat i cant if not i'll probably be dead rite now... lol...  Didnt noe tat life could have such a great twist to it!!! Life was dull till she came along n change it all... The Weekends were SUPERB!!! how i wish it neva end... U always noe how to make me smile... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stab Me Kill Me Kick Me Punch Me Insult Me Burn Anything Tat I Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This Smile Will Always Stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tiada Ku Sangka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tiba2 Kau Dtg Bawa Cahaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4 9455 23 647746 968 259297.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I WILL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111509177554125367?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111509177554125367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111509177554125367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111509177554125367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111509177554125367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/05/didnt-noe-wad-struck-me-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111468577540513889</id><published>2005-04-28T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T03:58:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is ma wait gonna end soon?? will it?? will it?? will it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111468577540513889?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111468577540513889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111468577540513889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111468577540513889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111468577540513889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-ma-wait-gonna-end-soon-will-it-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111274342060248948</id><published>2005-04-05T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:26:31.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me tell ya abt a guy at ma workplace... he's old in his mid fifties i think... ya may not think this guy is special in anyway... ya ma think this guy is farkin old fag who is workin to support his family... n make sures there's food on the table every single day... man ya wrong... this guy has a wife who is 2 decades younger than him!!!! wtf!!! n still have a bloody scandal tat is also farkin 2 decades younger than him... isnt he great or wad!!! tat cheeky old bastard... not onli tat he is bloody hell targetin another woman who is workin at a cofeeshop near ma house... im sorry its not a woman actually its more like teenage to me.... n he is also planing to meet another woman on sat... i dun mind him meeting this woman as she was like onli 15 years younger than him... unlike his scandal n wife which is like 20 years younger than him... every night witout fail his scandal will sms n call... man he showed me the message his scandal sent to him... man tat was bloody hell horny man... its too horny so i cant blog it... fark tat guy man... im like almost 17 now n i haven even have one gf... n he is like fifty++ n have a wife n a bloody horny scandal... actually both his wife n scandal his horny... lol... man i dunno if his born wit charm tat can make woman go weak on their knees or women are just desperate... n ya tat bloody old fag stole ma cig box n ma tobacco n ma phonecard when i was asleep... bloody hell... lol... aiyah but who cares he wanna steal... i dun care... the tobacco he smokes is HARAM!!! lol...&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/10188355-111274342060248948?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111274342060248948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111274342060248948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111274342060248948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111274342060248948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/04/let-me-tell-ya-abt-guy-at-ma-workplace.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111142510263920573</id><published>2005-03-21T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T09:17:55.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;back from work... boss called n asked me to go back home... its was not hooray hooray thing for me... fark i watse ma bloody fare... n 2 days no pay... today is one heck of day... got scare by danial so many times in da cinema... i nearly died sia... boogeyman was not scary at all but the sound effect was freaking shit... ya aishah bought an ipod mini already... omg its a freakin ipod mini family... me wit green... ahmad wit blue... danial wit gold... aishah wit pink... n also a farkin freakin baby ipod shuffle owned by afroz... hahahahaha....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not a freakin puppet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U're not my farkin puppeteer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO FARK OFF!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111142510263920573?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111142510263920573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111142510263920573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111142510263920573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111142510263920573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-from-work_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-111036892319964789</id><published>2005-03-09T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T20:32:36.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its been so long since i update ma blog... anyway ma new supervisor crappy shit arsehole... dun even trust his workers... wtf always farkin look for me when things are lost... i wonder would he come n find me if he lost his farkin balls... shit head supervisor always finish his task late... so we could finish up the whole thing for him... shit head... farkin fark head supervisor... neva like tat Ahole... the oth 2 new workers are fine... but this farkin new supervisor is a farkin shit hole...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-111036892319964789?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/111036892319964789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=111036892319964789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111036892319964789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/111036892319964789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-been-so-long-since-i-update-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110940823141687990</id><published>2005-02-26T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T00:57:11.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vamonos!&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this prison, Lord help me get away&lt;br /&gt;Cause only you can save me now, from this misery&lt;br /&gt;I've been lost in my own place and I'm gettin' weary&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I need to change my ways of livin'&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven&lt;br /&gt;Lord can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;I've been locked up way too long in this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven&lt;br /&gt;And I just keep on prayin' Lord, and just keep on livin'&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Lord can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Cause I just gotta know how far, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Yeah, Lord can you tell me)&lt;br /&gt;Tu que estas en alto cielo&lt;br /&gt;Hechame tu bendicion&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know there's a better place than this place I'm living&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven&lt;br /&gt;So I just got to have some faith and just keep on giving&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Yeah, Lord can you tell me)&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Cause I just got to know how far, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Yeah, Lord can you tell me)&lt;br /&gt;How far is heaven (Cause I just gotta know how far)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know how far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110940823141687990?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110940823141687990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110940823141687990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110940823141687990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110940823141687990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/vamonos-save-me-from-this-prison-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110908126562878382</id><published>2005-02-22T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T06:13:53.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To Marlboro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlboro... ARGHHHH!!! i wanna say to u i miss u so much!!!! I LOVE U!!! sorry i had to keep myself away from u...since u been gone i've been lost witout a trace... Did u know tat i miss u so much tat it is tearin me apart... i used to think nothing could keep us keep us apart but i was wrong... 11 dollars is too much for me... sob sob... man but i still cant forget tat time i held u in between ma fingers n i said i would neva leave u... im sorry i had too... sob sob... =(... i wont forget the times u keep reminding me ta theret is nothing in life to worry abt... thankz for makin me stronger in life... im sorry but this is gonna be ma last letter to ya.... sob sob!! I will always be missing u!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Yours,&lt;br /&gt;GANJA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110908126562878382?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110908126562878382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110908126562878382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110908126562878382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110908126562878382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-marlboro-marlboro.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110890885852950312</id><published>2005-02-20T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T06:18:23.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tried to stop today.... but cannot resist... hey at least i took onli one stick today... today i have like cut down from 20 sticks to one... woohoo... gotta keep this goin... i wanna stop but its like red red wine to me.. its makes me forget tat i need her so.. i sure cant live witout it... its like ma true love... always by ma side when i need it... always take ma blues away... like no oth person can... a fren juz reminded me of how it used to take ma worries away... n now like im leavin it... itz very hard for me... but i have to do it!! for ma own gd... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why am i been stayin for so long?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been waitin in vain for quite some time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried to leave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is juz something abt her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tat makes it so hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to step one foot away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110890885852950312?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110890885852950312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110890885852950312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110890885852950312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110890885852950312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/tried-to-stop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110872775101711074</id><published>2005-02-18T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T05:55:37.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;=D haha farhan fendi.... sorry i had to pick up velu's call... hey maybe he put a spell on me to pick up... i cant resist his powers and had to pick up k... no my fault... lol... haha u guys finished 4th floor at 3... wow tats super fast... lol... surely finish at 5.30 one... i noe its hard for u guys to do work witout me... but c'mon u gotta be independent... dun always count on me k... lol... anyway meridien was fun man... haha esp Boi... fark tat guy is super funny... lol... n ahmad i noe wad u have been doin wit Boi everyday... naughty boy ah ahmad... lol... i guess the horniness of the ppl in meridien n furama is abt da same... all full of horny bastards... man fark i shld have work at meridien today... heard there's alot of chick finish partyin at spark durin break time... man...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110872775101711074?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110872775101711074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110872775101711074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110872775101711074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110872775101711074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/d-haha-farhan-fendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110847669680681995</id><published>2005-02-15T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T06:11:36.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Red Marl!! Love till I Die! =}</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Red, red wine&lt;br /&gt;Red, red wine goes to my head&lt;br /&gt;Makes me forget that I still need her so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red, red wine, it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;All I can do I've done&lt;br /&gt;Memories won't go, memories won't go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd have sworn, that with time&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you would leave my head&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, now I find&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing makes me forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red, red wine, stay close to me&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me be alone&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing apart my blue heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd have sworn, that with time&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you would leave my head&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, now I find&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing makes me forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red, red wine, stay close to me&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me be alone&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing apart my blue blue heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;You keep me rockin' all of the time&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so grand&lt;br /&gt;I feel a million dollar when you're just in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so sad&lt;br /&gt;Any time I see you go, it make me feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red red wine, you give me holy pahzing&lt;br /&gt;Holy pahzing, you make me do my own thing&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you give me not awful love&lt;br /&gt;Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, I loved you right from the start&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start, with all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine in an eighties style&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine in a modern beat style&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind&lt;br /&gt;Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind&lt;br /&gt;Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel fine all of the time&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline&lt;br /&gt;The line broke, the money get choked&lt;br /&gt;Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, I'm gonna hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to you 'cause I know you love truth&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, I'm gonna love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Love you till I die, and that's no lie&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, can't get your off my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you may be, I'll surely find&lt;br /&gt;I'll surely find, Make no fuss, just leave us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind&lt;br /&gt;Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind&lt;br /&gt;Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel fine all of the time&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you make me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline&lt;br /&gt;The line broke, the money get choked&lt;br /&gt;Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red red wine, you give me not awful love&lt;br /&gt;Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, I loved you right from the start&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start, with all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine, you give me holy pahzing&lt;br /&gt;Holy pahzing, you make me do my own thing&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine in an eighties style&lt;br /&gt;Red red wine in a modern beat style&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110847669680681995?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110847669680681995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110847669680681995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110847669680681995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110847669680681995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/red-red-marl-love-till-i-die.html' title='Red Red Marl!! Love till I Die! =}'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110847500072887927</id><published>2005-02-15T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T05:45:28.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Times!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;man i sure miss primary skool dayz... esp ma frens, ma teachers and ma 2 fav prefect... love ma 2 fav prefect... first time felt being loved by 2 girls at one time... gerek huh... lol... no worries if get caught by oth prefect for doin something bad... da two super fav prefect of mine will surely scold the prefect for tryin to book a poor lil boy... oh man they sure adore me like hell... lol... no storybook no worry... a hand will appear and pass me a book... isnt tat great... assembly time wow two prefect beside me... tat is juz lovely... lol... buddy program... instead of having one senior as ma buddy i have TWO!!! but so sad i cant seem to remember their names... love them.. miss them... adore them man... Super Duper Prefect... man i wish i could turn baq time n feel wad its like to be small, have no worries n always be loved by the two fav prefect... n did i write abt how cute they were... lol...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110847500072887927?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110847500072887927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110847500072887927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110847500072887927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110847500072887927'/><link rel='alternate' 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that you care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when I need you (baby)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, (you're never there)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the phone long, long distance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always through such strong resistance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First you say you're too busy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder if you even miss me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:Never there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're never there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're never ever, ever, ever, there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Trumpet Break)A golden bird that flies away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A candle's fickle flame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think I held you yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love was just a game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A golden bird that flies away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A candle's fickle flame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think I held you yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love was just a game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You tell me that you love me so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You tell me that you care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when I need you (baby)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take the time to get to know me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want me why can't you just show me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're always on this roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want me why can't you get closer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110826671559025673?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110826671559025673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110826671559025673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110826671559025673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110826671559025673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/never-there.html' title='Never There!!!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110810792235664967</id><published>2005-02-10T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:48:57.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Dead People Working*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;work was like crap yesterday... all was quiet... WEIRD!!! khair was like damn damn quiet... he was neva like this... i think all this is happen cause of me... i was really tired yesterday... n i work very slow n like i was suppose to do sweep, mop, clean the filters n the stove all in juz one n half hours... tats was like kinda impossible to do... n he kinda give the dissapointed look when i was still doing the filters at 1.30 am... haiz its all ma fault... shit yesterday is the last time im gonna work wit him n i made him dissapointed... wad the fark... when we went for our break he is still doin work... in fact he n didnt even went for break... then its like super damn weird... its like damn quiet... everyone was like doin their work in silence... no words no joke... like a farkin zombie like tat... Haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110810792235664967?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110810792235664967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110810792235664967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110810792235664967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110810792235664967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/dead-people-working.html' title='*Dead People Working*'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110791537358814232</id><published>2005-02-08T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T23:26:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad happen to me yesterday???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;first of all i wanna say sorry to the person tat i totally did wrong to... im really sorry!!! shit shld have found the truth b4 i jump into conclusion stupid... wads wrong wit me im like not me... i usually think b4 i act... but wad the fark did i just do yesterday... arghhhh!!! I just wanna say sorry to ya... Im Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite aft tat last msg i feel like no mood to work... then also so many bad things happened to me last nite... maybe its juz redemption aft wad i did earlier... i cant believe tat a bloody big and heavy bin topple over me... wad the fark nearly died... then fendi still wanna take ma pic while i was half dead wit tat stupid heavy bin...lucky there's noone there if not i will be damn paisey...&lt;br /&gt;then khair ma supervisor was like givin the haiz haiz cause i work damn slow n was like damn blur juz now... lucky abg elias save the day he brought our pay one day early... everyone was like hooray hooray... everyone has a refreshed look when they c abg elias n his wife... cant believe his wife is super friendly... OMG THIS JOB IS FULL OF FRIENDLY PPL...love it...n khair was like back to his normal self can joke wit him once more... oh man nearly burn ma fifty bucks on the Man U Arsenal match... khair was like im gonna be fifty bucks richer... lucky im not tat bad in my religious knowledge... i say to him as "org islam tak leh bet tau haram haram... Allah larang tau Allah benci tau"... oh man im good... lol... the he was like "yelah tu kalau aku haram kalau kau menang bet tu semua halal"... haha... man he's rite... lol... and wad the fark i forgot to put the keys back.... then hafta sent back the keys... burn 8 bucks... money money!!!! sob sob!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110791537358814232?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110791537358814232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110791537358814232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110791537358814232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110791537358814232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/wad-happen-to-me-yesterday.html' title='Wad happen to me yesterday???'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110749484460248192</id><published>2005-02-03T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:48:54.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Beauty! But Wad A Watse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wow this past few days i notice quite a few chicks at the hotel... hostess actually at the ktv lounge... so so &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;y sia... they kinda wink at me then u know i played hard to get... like im gonna get seduced by their &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;iness... lol... its Fuad lah Fuad no woman can bring me down or make me melt... haha... ok ok abt da winkin part tats juz crap from me but they sure did look at me... maybe they think im &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;y when i sweat.. who knows... lol... but one thing for sure i would neva fall for a girl like tat... damn damn cheap... furama is one the dirtiest place i've been to... the ppl... the conversation...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;esp the chinese banquet... tats ma work place!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110749484460248192?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110749484460248192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110749484460248192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110749484460248192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110749484460248192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/02/such-beauty-but-wad-watse.html' title='Such Beauty! But Wad A Watse!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110723373616370243</id><published>2005-01-31T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:53:32.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Like Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;since i started work there's no like hmmm i wanna go out wit ma fren this weekend go watch movie have fun n all... there is no time for all tat... nowadays i sleep for ten hours... n by the time i wake up i have to go to work already... also no time to layan ma kuz who comes here every weekend... sometimes in a day i dont even take ma meals... but im still gaining weight... lol weird!!! oh man forget its farah b'dae party this weekend n i dont even think i can make it there... haiz... n now no more skool n got ma own job... i got to put aside money for the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Internet" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;internet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; bills.. ez-link.. n also for my own pocket money... then every month give ma parents 100 bucks each... then ma grandma still dunno how much to give her... then left wit 50 bucks... but i dun care tat im left wit 50 bucks cause i kinda feel a lil bit happy wit ma life now... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110723373616370243?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110723373616370243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110723373616370243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110723373616370243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110723373616370243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/dead-like-me.html' title='Dead Like Me!!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110723154944989184</id><published>2005-01-31T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:58:12.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Babygirl...I said tonight is your lucky night&lt;br /&gt;Peter Andre along wid Bubbler Ranx on de mic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop and stare at you&lt;br /&gt;walking on the shore...&lt;br /&gt;I try to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;my mind wants to explore...&lt;br /&gt;the tropical scent of you&lt;br /&gt;takes me up above...&lt;br /&gt;and girl when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I fall in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt you look so fine&lt;br /&gt;girl I wanna make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with a woman just like you&lt;br /&gt;No doubt I'm the only man&lt;br /&gt;who can love you like I can&lt;br /&gt;so just let me be with the woman that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl... shinin looking glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get close to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;move your body close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you are mi heart desire&lt;br /&gt;and you alone a set mi soul pan fire&lt;br /&gt;mi tell them&lt;br /&gt;girl you a mi heart desire&lt;br /&gt;you alone.......watch dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;the tide is drifting in&lt;br /&gt;we can get closer now&lt;br /&gt;and feel the warmth within&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;feeling so alive&lt;br /&gt;and girl when you touch me&lt;br /&gt;it's time to take it through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend the night with you&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with the woman that I love&lt;br /&gt;Girl I wanna do to you&lt;br /&gt;all the things you want me to&lt;br /&gt;i need to be with the woman that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl... let your loving release&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get close to you (so close to you my baby)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;move your body close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been sitting by the phone hoping you'd call&lt;br /&gt;when time mi hear your voice I feel ten feet tall&lt;br /&gt;body weh yu ave vek de man dem a bawl&lt;br /&gt;man I trip over man when time yu name call&lt;br /&gt;your pretty looks surround me like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Flowers" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; of bloom&lt;br /&gt;And I love the smell of your 'elizabeth taylor' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=perfume" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personality alone light up de room&lt;br /&gt;just one kiss alone a make mi heart go boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get close to you (c'mon now, c'mon now)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, mysterious girl&lt;br /&gt;move your body close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you are mi heart desire&lt;br /&gt;and you alone a set mi soul pan fire&lt;br /&gt;(repeat to fade) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110723154944989184?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110723154944989184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110723154944989184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110723154944989184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110723154944989184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/babygirl.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110692171876480043</id><published>2005-01-28T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T06:15:18.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad A Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;damn damn tired today... my whole body was aching the whole day maybe cos i&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;didnt get much rest yesterday... its like last two days 10pm to 3pm da next day i didnt get ma sleep... then sleep onli abt 3 hours oh man still sleepy rite now... n had to eat raw egg yolk!!!... n suprisingly my my body starts to feel betta already... hmmm didnt get any msg from farhan looks like he is still gonna work today... lol... lucky u... farhan broke the valve and still can work... haha... i tot of takin a pic of u beside the valve and title it "last day of work"... haha... hmmm kinda feel im missing a fren rite now... and to tat fren sorry i didnt reply ur msg... left ma hp in ma sista's room n didnt knew i got any msg from u... anyway i hope we pass the inspection today... work like super extra yesterday... hope velu n eric is satisfied wit our work... fark them if they are not!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110692171876480043?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110692171876480043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110692171876480043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110692171876480043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110692171876480043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/wad-day.html' title='Wad A Day!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110669943377442834</id><published>2005-01-26T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T16:30:33.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fark U Velu!!! ARGHHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ARGHHH! velu where's ma money!!! fark i onli get 256 bucks... how to support ma family... my sons need their toy car... my daughter needs her barbie... my wife needs her facial n need to go shopping... the bills some more... wad the hell how am i eva gonna be a good husband... sob :( ... lol... but seriously who can live wit 256 bucks when u work more than 20 days... it shld be like 500 or 600... also no food like they promise in da contract... c lah wad happens when greed takes over u u get stingy... velu velu... one day one day im gonna take ova ur company n u will be workin wit me as toilet cleaner... muahahaha... n velu, u'll be begging on ur knees "Boss Fuad let me polish shoes or do u need me to shine ur toilet bowl for u"... then i would say "hmmm oh im so touched but no thankz... btw u got tonnes of toilet bowl to clean... beta hurry up i dont want to hear any complaints"... lol... but dunno when tat day is gonna come... all the staff had no mood to work cause of the low pay... Velu!!! AGRHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110669943377442834?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110669943377442834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110669943377442834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110669943377442834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110669943377442834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/fark-u-velu-arghhhhh.html' title='Fark U Velu!!! ARGHHHHH!!!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110666200940198596</id><published>2005-01-25T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T19:42:25.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hey farhan insyallah i take ur pay fer ya... im gonna tell him he get 200 then i take rest.... muahahaha... anyway u owe me fifty bucks... yeah man today im gonna be fifty bucks richer... woohoo! let me c hmmm wad wanna buy ah when i get my pay... first gotta fulfill ma promise belanja ma frenz... then buy a pack of heavenly rolled rox... yeah! haha... then give ma parents some cash... top up my bloody ez link... then i dunno wad to do wit da rest of da cash... i hope i get ma full pay... if not tat velu muz kana hantam sia... muz teach him not to mess wit the one n onli gremlin in singapore... muahaha... ya also dunno if i need to go suntec go take my pay or abg elias sent da pay... pls pls god make him sent da cash to us... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110666200940198596?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110666200940198596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110666200940198596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110666200940198596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110666200940198596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/pay-day.html' title='Pay Day!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110648782439855289</id><published>2005-01-23T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T19:40:59.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The game we play at work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4-2... man i cant believe farhan is leading me in this game we play at work... its so fun but kinda lame we find a spot to scare each oth... n when one person sucessfully scare the oth person they score point... haha lame rite... but its pure fun... when get to look a farhan's shocked looked... Farhan dun u dare write anything abt me.... Oh ya hmmm forgot to write abt my second supervisor... Where is tat guy now! i love tat guy man... he is funny and fun to be ard wit... Abg Din Abg Din.... Asal pemalas sangat kan dah kena sacked... poor guy... man im gonna miss him... ya ahmad is gonna be at furama today... Yahoo! wanna try and scare him...wonder how he look when he gets scare... haha... Omg wad time izzit now shit im late for work!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110648782439855289?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110648782439855289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110648782439855289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110648782439855289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110648782439855289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/game-we-play-at-work.html' title='The game we play at work!'/><author><name>Fuad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02666466747636289245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188355.post-110614790808732278</id><published>2005-01-19T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T19:39:52.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Off! Hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;man it was tirin workin all nite... tired but happy... my job is the best thing eva... supervisors are great... very friendly and nice... and can treat them like frens... joke wit them... ask them to do their job faster... lol... fun huh!then got this farking dirty old man... got once he asked me to suck his lil bro when i disturb him while he was in da toilet... yucks he is SOOO farkin disgustin... also he will neva zipped his pants even though got hinted tat his coffeeshop is opened... and he still can say tat he wanna let some air in cause very hot inside his pants.... wad the hell... lol... ask me to wash his asshole wit chemical lah... lol... me, farhan, fendi loves disturbing... we juz love it when he replys wit funny dirty jokes... yeah farhan... this guy is easily scare... haha so fun disturbing him... scarin him is so fun cos can c his body shake like fark... lol.... I Love My Job!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188355-110614790808732278?l=waitininvain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/feeds/110614790808732278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188355&amp;postID=110614790808732278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110614790808732278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188355/posts/default/110614790808732278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitininvain.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-day-off-hooray_19.html' title='My Day Off! 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