<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869</id><updated>2009-10-29T23:06:10.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordS frOm pessimisT thOUGHt</title><subtitle type='html'>why our world s**k? or maybe only yourworldsuck...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2135748881028839191</id><published>2009-07-10T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:11:25.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkataan Berlawanan</title><content type='html'> This is a good joke in Bahasa Melayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Selamat pagi, cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CikguMenengking) Mengapa selamat pagi sahaja?&lt;br /&gt; Petang dan malam awak doakan saya tak selamat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Selamat pagi, petang dan malam cikgu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: panjang sangat! Tak pernah dibuat oleh orang!&lt;br /&gt;Kata selamat sejahtera! Senang dan penuh bermakna.&lt;br /&gt; Lagipun ucapan ini meliputi semua masa dan keadaan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Selamat sejahtera cikgu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Sama-sama, duduk! Dengar sini baik-baik. Hari&lt;br /&gt; ini cikgu nak uji kamu semua tentang perkataan&lt;br /&gt; berlawan. Bila cikgu sebutkan perkataannya, kamu semua&lt;br /&gt; mesti menjawab dengan cepat, lawan bagi perkataan-perkataan&lt;br /&gt; itu, faham?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Faham, cikgu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Saya tak mahu ada apa-apa gangguan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: (senyap)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Pandai!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Bodoh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Tinggi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Murid-murid: Rendah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cikgu: Jauh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Murid-murid: Dekat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Cikgu: Keadilan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: UMNO!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Salah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Betul!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Bodoh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Pandai!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Bukan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Ya!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Oh Tuhan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Oh Hamba!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Dengar ini!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Dengar itu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Diam!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Murid-murid: Bising!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Itu bukan pertanyaan, bodoh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Ini ialah jawapan, pandai!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Mati aku!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Hidup kami!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Rotan baru tau!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Akar lama tak tau!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Malas aku ajar kamu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Rajin kami belajar cikgu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Kamu gila!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Kami siuman!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Cukup! Cukup!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Kurang! Kurang!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Sudah! Sudah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Belum! Belum!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Mengapa kamu semua bodoh sangat?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Sebab saya seorang pandai!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Oh! Melawan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Oh! Mengalah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Kurang ajar!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Cukup ajar!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Habis aku!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Murid-murid: Kekal kami!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: O.K. Pelajaran sudah habis!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Murid-murid: K.O. Pelajaran belum bermula!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Sudah, bodoh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Belum, pandai!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Berdiri!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Duduk!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Saya kata UMNO salah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Kami dengar KeADILan betul!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Bangang kamu ni!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Cerdik kami tu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Rosak!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Murid-murid: Baik!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: Kamu semua ditahan tengah hari ini!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid: Dilepaskan tengah malam itu!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Cikgu: (Senyap dan mengambil buku-bukunya keluar.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Sebentar kemudian, loceng pun berdering.&lt;br /&gt; Murid-murid berasa lega kerana guru yang paling&lt;br /&gt; ditakuti oleh mereka telah keluar. Walau bagaimanapun,&lt;br /&gt;mereka merasa bangga kerana telah dapat menjawab&lt;br /&gt;kesemua soalan cikgu tadi, tetapi esok masih ada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2135748881028839191?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2135748881028839191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2135748881028839191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/perkataan-berlawanan.html' title='Perkataan Berlawanan'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-3657172170649536001</id><published>2009-07-08T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:59:32.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akta 15</title><content type='html'>Sepasang kekasih baru yang bekerja sebagai &lt;br /&gt;pekerjasosial.. Hamid dan Rosni selalu bersama &lt;br /&gt;walau kemana jua.. Suatu malam ketika mereka &lt;br /&gt;berdua keluar berdating... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamid : "Kita nak kemana nie?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosni : "Tak kisah la.. mana-mana pun boleh" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamid : "Apa kata kalau kita ke pantai.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosni : "Saya ok aje.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila sampai dipantai mereka berdua tidak &lt;br /&gt;keluar dari kereta.. mereka hanya berehat sambil &lt;br /&gt;berbual-bual didalam kereta.. Mulanya berbual &lt;br /&gt;biasa..lama-kelamaan.. Hamid meletakkan tangannya &lt;br /&gt;dipaha Rosni.. nampaknya Rosni tidak &lt;br /&gt;membantah..Beberapa minit kemudian.. Hamid &lt;br /&gt;mengerakkan tangannya beberapa inci ke atas... &lt;br /&gt;Rosni masih tidakmembantah... hinggalah akhirnya &lt;br /&gt;ketika &lt;br /&gt;Hamid mengerakkan tangannya beberapa inci lagi.. &lt;br /&gt;Rosni berkata dengan sopan.."Abang Hamid... &lt;br /&gt;ingatlah pada akta 15 dalam perlembagaan pekerja &lt;br /&gt;sosial" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah mendengarkan teguran Rosni itu.. Hamid &lt;br /&gt;terus menarik tangannya menjauhi Rosni.. &lt;br /&gt;walaupun sebenarnya dia tidak berapa ingat isi &lt;br /&gt;kandungan akta15 itu.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamid : "Maafkan saya" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosni : "Tak apa" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu mereka pulang... Di rumah.. Hamid terus &lt;br /&gt;masuk kebilik dan membuka buku perlembagaan &lt;br /&gt;pekerja sosial dan mencari akta 15.. lalu dia &lt;br /&gt;membaca kandungannya... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teruskan Usahamu.. Jangan lakukan Separuh &lt;br /&gt;Jalan Sahaja"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-3657172170649536001?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/3657172170649536001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/3657172170649536001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/akta-15.html' title='Akta 15'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-7005940449816173409</id><published>2009-07-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:35:08.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Question With The Smart Answer</title><content type='html'>STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand? &lt;br /&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me! &lt;br /&gt;BOY : You love me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a ring?? &lt;br /&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest. &lt;br /&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance like this forever. &lt;br /&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you! &lt;br /&gt;GIRL : How soon?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you! &lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss?? &lt;br /&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea. &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting? &lt;br /&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the other. &lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something: It goes in both ears and comes out of the mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think, &lt;br /&gt;Peter? &lt;br /&gt;PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?" &lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?" &lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon". &lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Why?" &lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun gives us light only in the day time when we don't need it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?" &lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "A teacher". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?" &lt;br /&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called current affairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !" &lt;br /&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition". &lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?" &lt;br /&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a street hawker, my father is a teacher". &lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What about your mother?" &lt;br /&gt;Sam : "She's a woman". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Tom : "How should I convey the news to my father that I've failed?" &lt;br /&gt;David: "You just send a telegram: Result declared, past year's performance repeated". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?" &lt;br /&gt;Student : "Brotherly love". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?" &lt;br /&gt;Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?" &lt;br /&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten people die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I've treated. The others all died". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Teacher : " Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?" &lt;br /&gt;One Student : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day and at the same time." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. &lt;br /&gt;Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?" &lt;br /&gt;One Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-7005940449816173409?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7005940449816173409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7005940449816173409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-question-with-smart-answer.html' title='Stupid Question With The Smart Answer'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-5263196993371835155</id><published>2009-07-08T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:33:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn you!!!!</title><content type='html'>As I lay on my bed, thinking about you, I feel this strong urge to grab you&lt;br /&gt;and squeeze you, because I can't forget last night. You came to me&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly during the balmy and calm night, and what happened in my bed&lt;br /&gt;still leaves a tingling sensation in me. You appeared from nowhere and&lt;br /&gt;shamelessly without any reservations, you laid on my naked body...you&lt;br /&gt;sensed my indifference, so you applied your hungry mouth to me without any&lt;br /&gt;guilt or humiliation, and you drove me near crazy while you drained me.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I went to sleep. Today when I woke up, you were gone, I searched&lt;br /&gt;for you, but to no avail, only the sheets bore witness to last nights&lt;br /&gt;events. My body still bears faint marks of your enthusiastic ravishing,&lt;br /&gt;making it harder to forget you. Tonight I will remain awake waiting for&lt;br /&gt;you...you darn... mosquito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-5263196993371835155?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5263196993371835155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5263196993371835155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/darn-you.html' title='Darn you!!!!'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-7035391782685781943</id><published>2009-07-08T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:07:45.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Code  To Remember</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time , there lived a happy couple, Mr. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; Mrs. Ng with their 3 &lt;br /&gt;lovely daughters; Elaine, Ena &amp;amp; Anele. The 3 &lt;br /&gt; daughters were brought up in &lt;br /&gt;a prim-and-proper way and when they reached 20, &lt;br /&gt;they were still virgins. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Years past, and it was time to get them married. &lt;br /&gt;So, the parents found &lt;br /&gt;them the most suitable 'leng chais'. They got &lt;br /&gt;married and were preparing &lt;br /&gt;to set-off on their honeymoon. As 'concerned', &lt;br /&gt; Mr.&amp;amp; Mrs. Ng were curious &lt;br /&gt;about their daughters' first-night experience. So, &lt;br /&gt;before the daughters &lt;br /&gt;went on their respective honeymoons, Mrs. Ng told &lt;br /&gt;them...... "Your father &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I want to know about your 1st night encounters &lt;br /&gt;and whether you are &lt;br /&gt;satisfied. Write a letter to us, but as not to &lt;br /&gt;raise your husbands' &lt;br /&gt;curiosity...you all must use a code-name to &lt;br /&gt;describe your experiences" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, the excited daughters were off. A week passed. &lt;br /&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Ng got the &lt;br /&gt;first letter. It was from Elaine. They opened the &lt;br /&gt;letter and found the word &lt;br /&gt;STANDARD CHARTERED. They immediately took the &lt;br /&gt;newspaper and looked for Standard Chartered &lt;br /&gt;advertisement. Ah! here it &lt;br /&gt;is!!!!, exclaimed Mr. Ng. The motto for Standard &lt;br /&gt;Chartered was...."BIG, STRONG &amp;amp; FRIENDLY"....Mr &amp;amp; Mrs. Ng were happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, they got another letter. This time it &lt;br /&gt;was from Ena. The &lt;br /&gt;content was simple. "NESCAFE". So, again they took &lt;br /&gt;the newspaper and &lt;br /&gt;looked for the Nescafe ad. Ah! here it is. &lt;br /&gt;'NESCAFE: PLEASURE TILL THE LAST DROP'. Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Ng jumped in joy. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Another week passed. A month passed. 2 months &lt;br /&gt; passed. There was still no &lt;br /&gt;letter from Anele. The Ngs became worried. Finally, &lt;br /&gt; the letter came. It &lt;br /&gt;was scribbled and could hardly be read, but Mrs. Ng &lt;br /&gt;managed to figure it &lt;br /&gt;out. The code-name was "CATHAY PACIFIC". Mr. Ng &lt;br /&gt; rushed to the nearest &lt;br /&gt;store and got a newspaper. He flipped the pages &lt;br /&gt; frantically.... ah! here it &lt;br /&gt;is!!! Mrs. Ng grabbed the page and read aloud. &lt;br /&gt; Before she could finish &lt;br /&gt;it......THUMP!!!!!!...she fell off her chair. &lt;br /&gt;The motto is.........." 7 TIMES A WEEK. 3 TIMES A DAY. NON-STOP ".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-7035391782685781943?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7035391782685781943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7035391782685781943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/code-to-remember.html' title='A Code  To Remember'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-997323343672729186</id><published>2009-07-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:01:35.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous translation...English to Bahasa</title><content type='html'>*hardware = barangkeras &lt;br /&gt;*software = baranglembut &lt;br /&gt;*joystick = batang gembira &lt;br /&gt;*plug and play = cucuk dan main &lt;br /&gt;*port = lubang &lt;br /&gt;*server = pelayan &lt;br /&gt;*client = pelanggan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try translate this: &lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH : &lt;br /&gt;That server gives a plug and play service to the clients using either &lt;br /&gt;hardware or software &lt;br /&gt;joystick.The joystick goes into the port of the client." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHASA : &lt;br /&gt;Pelayan itu memberi pelanggannya layanan cucuk dan main dengan menggunakan &lt;br /&gt;batang gembira jenis keras atau lembut.Batang gembira itu dimasukkan &lt;br /&gt;ke dalam lubang pelanggan."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-997323343672729186?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/997323343672729186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/997323343672729186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/dangerous-translationenglish-to-bahasa.html' title='Dangerous translation...English to Bahasa'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-8132010981103654712</id><published>2009-07-08T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:57:14.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SH*T!!!(mind ur own language)</title><content type='html'> There were these 4 guys, a French, a Russian, a German and a Singaporean,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who found this small genie bottle. When they rubbed the bottle, a genie&lt;br /&gt; appeared. Thankful that the 4 guys had released him out of the bottle, he&lt;br /&gt; said, "Next to you all are 4 swimming pools, I will give each of you a&lt;br /&gt; wish.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; When you run towards the pool and jump, you shout what you want the pool&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;water to become, then your wish will come true."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted&lt;br /&gt; "wine". The pool immediately changed into a pool of wine. The Frenchman&lt;br /&gt; was&lt;br /&gt; so happy swimming and drinking from the pool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, "vodka" and&lt;br /&gt; immersed himself into a pool of vodka.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The German was next and he jumped and shouted, "beer". He was so contented&lt;br /&gt; with his beer pool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The last is the Singaporean. He was running towards the pool when suddenly&lt;br /&gt; he steps on a banana peel. He slipped towards the pool and shouted,&lt;br /&gt; "shiiittt...!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-8132010981103654712?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8132010981103654712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8132010981103654712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/sht.html' title='SH*T!!!(mind ur own language)'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-5731883290887853411</id><published>2009-07-08T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:55:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone...Anyone..Everyone...Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: Hello can i speak to Annie Wan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: Yes u could speak to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: No, i want to speak to Annie Wan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: I'm Sum Wan. And i need to talk to Annie Wan! Its urgent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: I know u are someone and u want to talk to anyone! But whatsthis urgent matter about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: Well just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother, Noe Wan was involved in an accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the hospital. Right now Avery Wan is going to the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital from the accident that isnt an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but i dont have time for this!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: You are rude. Who are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: I'm Sori.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: You should be sorry. Now give me your name!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: I'm Sori !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: I dont like your tone of voice Mr and i dont care, give me your name!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: Look lady, I told you already I'm Sori! I'm Sori !! I'm SORI!you didnt even give me your name! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: I told u before i'm Sum Wan ! Sum Wan !!! You better be careful my father is Sum Buddy. And my uncle holds a very big position in the company. He is Noe Buddy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: Oh im so scared(sarcastically).Look i dont care about ur uncle he's a nobody. Everybody thinks his top dog and holding an important position in the company. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: No! Avery Buddy just married my aunt. And Avery Buddy doesn't work there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sori: Like i said i dont care which one of ur aunt screws everybody and i also know that not everybody works here! Jeez!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Sum Wan: Which Wan(don't have any idea on how to alternatively spell the name)is my sis!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. Sori: I dont know which one is ur sis! Why in gods name u think i do!? Look i got work to do and if im feeling mischievious i'll broadcast it on the P.A system saying. "Attention, someone called and said that anyones brother just got involved in an accident. But not to worry no one got injured and no one was sent to the hospital. But everyone is going to the hospital anyways. The father maybe a somebody but if u're their uncle, u're a nobody. And its not true about her aunt screwing everybody because i havent screw her yet."how bout that!?Toot....Toot....Toot.................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-5731883290887853411?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5731883290887853411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5731883290887853411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/someoneanyoneeveryonesorry.html' title='Someone...Anyone..Everyone...Sorry'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-8261961717014030034</id><published>2009-07-08T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:42:07.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it true?</title><content type='html'>The human brain is most outstanding thing.......&lt;br /&gt;it functions 24hrs 365 days.....&lt;br /&gt;it functions right from the time u r Born....until you fall in love &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;********************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just close ur eyes and think of urself for 10 seconds......&lt;br /&gt;Open ur eyes !&lt;br /&gt;Now you will realize that u have wasted 10 sec in thinking of a &lt;br /&gt;fool............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-8261961717014030034?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8261961717014030034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8261961717014030034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-true.html' title='is it true?'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-738601442138215443</id><published>2009-07-01T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:34:59.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saman...saman...saman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pagi tadi aku hampir2 kena saman..biasa la saman parking tak masuk duit dalam meter...dah hari2 keja,takde plak tempat parking free...letak je la depan workshop...hari ni tetiba je ada niat nak masuk duit dalam 'tabung' tu...aku isi la rm2.40...cukup untuk tiga jam kot...tengok jam masih kul 8 pagi...ada la masa sampai kul 11 nanti...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;masa tengah briefing pagi dengan bos tetiba datang la pakcik MBKT naik motor duk usha2 keta2 kat depan workshop tu...hah...nasib baik aku dah masuk duit..ada la dua tiga keta kena saman...selamat aku time tu...(dah 3 kali kena saman minggu lepas beb!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lepas kul 11 aku gi tgk keta aku kut2 ada kertas warna merah terselit kat wiper...fuh...masih tiada..aku buka glovebox dalam keta...keluarkan saman yang minggu lepas,pastu tayang atas dashboard...mana la tau kot2 pakcik tu datang lagi...mungkin bila dia nampak kertas warna merah,dia tak jadi check keta aku..hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;apa2 pun esok masih mencari2 tempat parking selamat...rimas aku hari2 cari tempat parking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-738601442138215443?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/738601442138215443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/738601442138215443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/samansamansaman.html' title='saman...saman...saman...'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2884435281585690589</id><published>2009-06-26T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:56:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>megaupload download using flashget</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Open the megaupload link simply in your browser and start the download. This way you can find the actual path on the server where the file is stored. Copy this location.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. After filling the code,find that the actual path to the file is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Open FlashGet, go to Tools -&gt; Site Explorer (or press F7), and put this path in the address bar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Press Enter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. On the right, there will be a listing of files, containing the file you want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Right-click on this file, choose download, configure your download, and you 're off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Note that sometimes your downloaded files will be in 'Temp' folder such as C:\Documents and Settings\username\Local Settings\Temp\JetCar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2884435281585690589?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2884435281585690589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2884435281585690589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/megaupload-download-using-flashget.html' title='megaupload download using flashget'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-8234016226630010482</id><published>2009-06-18T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:37:53.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambut oh rambut....</title><content type='html'>rimas gila time rambut panjang dulu..rambut aku dah la jenis ikal...bila panjang sket ke mula la jadi bergulung kat hujung..pastu ada jambul kat depan...cam orang zaman dulu2....pastu aku mintak la abang aku potong...mula2 potong cam biasa je...tetiba dapat lak idea...nekad nak potong pendek,lagi pendek dari biasa..bila pendek,payah plak nak sikat....try taruk jel...nah keputusannya...&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SjomGlZmBcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0SSz0MjWrgA/s320/000l050MuaF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348629402016417218" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SjomGnd_tHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JzEP-ocvMuk/s320/000k050MuaF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348629402571748466" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SjomGTN83MI/AAAAAAAAAqs/4NJu-URiR6k/s320/000j050MuaF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348629397135744194" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SjomGKXsv8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/OoZ-NAenD7E/s320/000i050MuaF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348629394760712130" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.....keesokan harinya aku masuk keja.terkejut orang kat tempat keja tengok rambut aku...aku buat tak tau je...imej baru kot....hehe....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-8234016226630010482?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8234016226630010482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8234016226630010482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/rambut-oh-rambut.html' title='rambut oh rambut....'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SjomGlZmBcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0SSz0MjWrgA/s72-c/000l050MuaF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-1615660648558236743</id><published>2009-06-10T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:07:23.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baru balik....</title><content type='html'>penat...tak tahu nak tulis apa dalam blog hari ni..penat sangat...4 jam drive balik dari KL ke KT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-1615660648558236743?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/1615660648558236743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/1615660648558236743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/baru-balik.html' title='baru balik....'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-5571275857503523431</id><published>2009-06-06T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:11:52.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song for the broken heart....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Heaven Knows - Rick Price&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's always on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the time I wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till I close my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's all I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And though she's so far away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;It just keeps getting stronger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even now she's gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still holding on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me, where do I start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe my love will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come back someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is hope and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friends keep telling me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;That if you really love her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've gotta set her free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if she returns in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll know she's mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But tell me, where do I start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe my love will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come back someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is hope and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why I live in despair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause wide awake or dreamin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know she's never there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the time I act so brave,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm shakin' inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does it hurt me so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe my love will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come back someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But only Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is hope and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-5571275857503523431?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5571275857503523431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/5571275857503523431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-for-broken-heart.html' title='song for the broken heart....'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2141606232535714091</id><published>2009-06-06T10:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:24:51.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku hampir lupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku budak kampung&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....dari kecil lagi aku selalu bermain selut di paya..digigit lintah dan pacat...dihurung nyamuk....sampai berkudis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku bersekolah di kampung...kawan2ku orang kampung...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku dapat melanjutkan pelajaran di sekolah berasarama penuh...dari t'ganu,ayahku temankan aku ke perak...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku budak Sekolah Tuanku Abdul Rahman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....seawal umurku 13 tahun aku ditinggalkan di negeri orang jauh dari keluarga...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....kawan2 seasramaku sudah ku anggap adik beradikku...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....tahun pertamaku di STAR,aku diragging senior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....untuk periksa PMR aku dapat semua 'A'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....lepas exam PMR aku jadi kaki 'fly'...keluar malam tanpa kebenaran,pegi main game kat CC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....pada malam aku'fly',aku nyaris2 kena tangkap...kawan aku tak sempat lari,kena cekup...kena tampar ngan cikgu disiplin....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....masa tingkatan 4, aku hidup dalam 'honeymoon' year kat skolah...tak kena buli lagi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....tika umurku 16 tahun,aku jumpa cinta pandang pertama...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku lost contact ngan gadis idamanku selama setahun dan bertemu semula ketika ku di pertengahan tingkatan 5...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku terpisah dengan gadis tu ketika aku amik exam SPM kertas bahasa inggeris...jawab soalan dalam kegeraman/kesedihan/bercelaru...tuhan saja yang tahu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir terlupa....aku yang bodoh BI ni dapat keputusan yang tak kusangka...keputusan SPM yang baik dari keputusan2 sebelum ni...thnx to 'her'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir terlupa....seminggu sebelum result SPM keluar,aku tiba2 pitam masa tengah sembang dalam telefon ngan member aku...member aku ingat aku dah mati...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....ada menghidap penyakit darah rendah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku dapat melanjutkan pelajaran tinggi kat uitm shah alam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku tak membuat pinjaman pelajaran penuh PTPTN...aku dapat biasiswa JPA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pinjam rm1000 ngan abang aku untuk bayar bayaran pendahuluan PTPTN dan aku masih tak bayar balik kat abang aku..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....masa semester dua,aku beli komputer pertama aku ngan duit aku sendiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku gemar main game selepas balik kuliah...study pun kurang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....walau aku kuat main,aku sentiasa lulus dalam setiap exam walaupun bukan dapat '4 flat'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pernah dapat anugerah dekan masa exam semester 5 setelah sehari semalam aku kurang tido selama seminggu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....masa minggu exam,aku dapat panggilan telefon,seorang gadis tengah menangis teresak-esak...meluahkan perasaan sedihnya kepada aku setelah dilanda masalah keluarga(mak bapak gaduh sampai mintak cerai)....dan gadis tersebut adalah gadis yang ku ceritakan masa ku di tingkatan 4 tadi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....gadis yang kuceritakan tadi kujadikan awekku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....selepas tamat pengajian tinggi,aku menganggur tak dapat keja...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....pada suatu malam,aku menerima panggilan telefon dari bapa awekku bertanyakan status hubungan aku dan anaknya...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pernah berjanji dengan bapa awekku untuk menjaga anaknya sampai bila2....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....setelah setahun mengangur,aku masih tak dapat keja...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku rasa hidupku dah mati tika umurku 21 tahun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pernah kerja kilang jadi buruh kasar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pernah jadi guru sementara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku ke johor ikut abang aku kerja kat kedai printing and advertising dan skang ni kedai tu dah tutup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku pernah jadi kerani biasa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....dah berpuluh2 resume aku buat dan berpuluh2 interview aku pergi....tapi takde rezeki...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku takde duit...takde harta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku hampir sakit jiwa,rasa terhina dan kecewa masa tak dapat keja...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku berjaya melepasi interview untuk petronas tapi tak lulus ujian kesihatan...dalam rekod kesihatan tu aku disahkan menghidap penyakit darah tinggi plak..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....sehari lepas aku direject petronas,aku dapat offer dari perodua....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku buat dua kali medical checkup dalam seminggu...satu untuk petronas dan satu untuk perodua dan aku disahkan seorang yang sihat sempurna dalam rekod kesihatan perodua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku rasa sakit dada yang amat sangat selepas masuk bilik xray dua kali berturut2 dalam masa seminggu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku ditawarkan jawatan service advisor perodua..jawatan yang aku sendiri tak kenal...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku masuk dalam program motivasi kat perodua membentuk diri semula...aku hidup kembali....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku ditransfer ke service center kuala terengganu..keja kat situ...tempat aku sekarang ini...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku belum kaya duit lagi..pergi keja naik motor kapcai lama ayah aku...berpanas...berhujan...lari dari polis pasal takde lesen motor...aku ada lesen kereta je...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....masa bulan kedua keja kat bahagian 'service operation',aku dapat gaji penuh..aku beli keta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku ada duit dapat make-up kereta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....awekku dapat keja berdekatan ngan tempat aku kerja...bleh dikatakan tiap2 hari aku dapat keluar ngan dia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....suatu hari aku dapat sms...awekku mintak putus dari aku...tanpa sebab yang nyata...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku hampir lupa....aku kecewa sekarang....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2141606232535714091?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2141606232535714091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2141606232535714091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/aku-hampir-lupa.html' title='aku hampir lupa'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2858628434689802076</id><published>2009-06-06T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:32:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what....aku putus cinta....</title><content type='html'>Terfikir untuk menamatkan hubungan yang sudah 'tidak bermakna' gara-gara si dia tidak pernah memberi kata putus perhubungan yang sudah sekian lama terjalin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan tidak sayang atau cinta yang pernah membara, namun ia bagaikan bersulam dengan perasaan benci dengan keangkuhan dan kedangkalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengucapkan perasaan selamat tinggal bukan sesuatu yang mudah. Begitu juga sukar untuk melupakan dirinya yang sudah sekian lama dikenali ragam dan cemburunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berpegang kepada kata-kata mungkin dia bukan jodoh terbaik, anda memikirkan untuk menamatkan saja riwayat cinta itu lalu satu keputusan nekad diambil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama ada keputusan untuk berpisah itu wajar atau sebaliknya, petua berikut mungkin boleh membantu jika anda sedang berkira-kira tujuan anda mesti memutuskan cinta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Adakah sebab tetap atau sebab berubah? Sebab tetap antaranya adalah berbeza umur, bangsa dan negara. Sebab berubah pula antaranya ialah kelakuan, pendidikan dan kerjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda mesti memikirkan sedalam-dalamnya. Jika anda belum begitu yakin, biarlah cinta itu diteruskan dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Anda mesti mencapai tahap keyakinan mutlak, barulah buat keputusan mengenai cinta anda itu. Anda mesti tegas dan pegang keputusan cinta anda walau apa yang berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda akan mengecewakan diri anda dan orang lain jika anda gagal berpegang dengan keputusan cinta anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Fikirkan strategi untuk menamatkan riwayat cinta. Anda boleh membuat cinta si dia terhadap anda pudar dengan menonjolkan kekurangan diri dan perkara yang tidak digemarinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebiasaannya apabila anda sudah tiada rasa cinta, sifat ini akan muncul sendiri tetapi jangan sampai menyakiti si dia. Jangan sampai anda dulu mengucapkan kata putus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Biarlah dia dulu mengucapkannya kecuali apabila tiada cara lain, berterus teranglah. Putus cinta cara ini tinggi risikonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda tidak boleh fikirkan diri anda saja tetapi perasaan cintanya perlu juga difikirkan. Carilah masa sesuai, tempat selamat dan emosi si dia paling baik untuk mendengar kata putus cinta anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Jangan sembarangan putus cinta kerana ini boleh menyebabkan putus nafas. Si dia boleh bertindak di luar jangkaan dengan membunuh diri, begitu juga anda. Elakkan risiko putus cinta begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas putus cinta secara rasmi atau tidak rasmi, jangan jadikan sesiapa terutama kekasih lama anda musuh. Jadikan si dia sebagai sahabat setia pula. Musuh walaupun satu amat bahaya. Tetapi sahabat setia walau tiada cinta, tidak akan membiarkan anda menderita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Sekiranya dicintai seseorang yang tidak anda cintai, anggaplah ia satu penghormatan buat diri anda tetapi kembalikan penghormatan itu dengan cara yang ikhlas dan jujur. Jangan ambil kesempatan dan jangan melukakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Bagaimana anda mengurus cinta, begitulah anda mengurus diri anda. Setiap hati dan perasaan mengalami kepedihan serta kebahagiaan yang serupa sekalipun cara mengendalikannya berbeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Sekiranya anda bercinta dengan seseorang yang begitu menyintai diri anda dan tiba-tiba, cinta memilih untuk pergi, tiada siapa yang harus dipersalahkan, relakan cinta itu pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini kerana, setiap yang berlaku ada maksud yang tersembunyi dan kita akan menyedarinya apabila masa silih berganti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Jangan terlalu memilih cinta kerana cinta itu sendiri akan memilih untuk singgah di hati sesiapa. Anda hanya perlu menerima kehadiran cinta itu dengan segala misteri di dalamnya apabila ia datang mengetuk pintu hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikmatinya, sebagaimana ia membuat hidup anda bahagia dan bebaskan ia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Cinta sentiasa dan selamanya akan menjadi misteri. Bersyukurlah kerana ia pernah singgah di hati kerana tidak semua yang diimpikan menjadi kenyataan. Tidak semua cinta akan kekal selamanya, adakalanya ia putus di tengah jalan tetapi percayalah cinta sejati tetap wujud walaupun mengambil masa yang lama untuk diperoleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah, sekali gagal dalam percintaan tidak bermakna kita akan gagal untuk selamanya kerana yang penting kita tetap percaya kewujudannya. Jangan pula terlalu menghambakan diri kepada cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Cinta bukan sekadar berfungsi untuk memenuhi desakan masa dan rasa. Kalau diteruskan juga sikap ini, akan terhasil suatu keadaan yang memperkecilkan cinta. Bagi lelaki, cinta sejati bukanlah suatu ungkapan yang dicipta untuk mencari seorang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Pandangan berhubung cinta sejati ini ditujukan kepada jejaka dan gadis yang sedang mencari pasangan agar mereka berhati-hati serta mencari pasangan yang benar-benar sesuai dengan jiwa mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasangan yang sesuai tidak semestinya sama dalam setiap tindakan dan pemikiran. Kadang-kadang, unsur dan sikap yang berlawanan saling melengkapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Wujudkah cinta sejati kepada pasangan yang kononnya sudah bertemu pasangan yang sehati sejiwa sedangkan hakikatnya, itu cinta kali pertama mereka yang sering disebut cinta pandang pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka yang bercinta pertama kali biasanya tertipu dengan bayangan perasaan yang begitu mengelirukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Jangan terlalu terikat dengan cinta pandang pertama kerana dengan keterikatan itu, tidak mungkin kita tahu alternatif lain yang kebarangkaliannya lebih baik adalah tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta pandang pertama boleh saja berlaku di tepi jalan, pasar malam mahupun akibat sesuatu perlanggaran atau kemalangan. Pendek kata, sesuatu pertemuan berlangsung secara tidak sengaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Jangan sesekali meremehkan pandangan orang tua yang selalu kita anggap kolot apabila cuba mencari pasangan untuk kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kononnya, hak mencari pasangan adalah hak peribadi, tanpa perlukan campur tangan pihak ketiga. Mereka menyusun aturan yang baik dan rasional dalam mencari pasangan yang sesuai. Ada risik, tilikan dan bermacam lagi prosesnya sebelum alam rumah tangga dapat dibentuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Sebenarnya, konsep cinta agung bagi menggantikan cinta pandang pertama adalah pencarian yang membawa maksud menyelidik dan tidak ditipu perasaan cinta yang buta seperti cinta pandang pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melalui kaedah 'cuba jaya', mungkin lepas seorang, seorang yang lain pula, akhirnya akan bertemu dengan cinta sejati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Sekiranya semua pasangan kekasih dapat menerima konsep percubaan cinta seperti ini, tidak akan muncul lagi istilah putus cinta atau kecewa lara kerana putus cinta dianggap sebagai pertemuan yang ditakdirkan tidak sesuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putus cinta akhirnya menjadi suatu yang positif. Ramai orang akan bersyukur kerana putus cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;# Untuk mereka yang pernah putus cinta, anggaplah peristiwa itu sebagai peristiwa biasa. Bercintalah lagi dan lagi, teruskan mencari sehingga menemui cinta sejati seperti kisah Laila Majnun - mencintai Laila seluruhnya, segala kekurangan dan kelebihan secara pakej.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-credit to &lt;a href="http://koleksicinta.blogspot.com/2009/05/putus-cinta.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2858628434689802076?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2858628434689802076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2858628434689802076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-whataku-putus-cinta.html' title='guess what....aku putus cinta....'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-1574145669140202910</id><published>2009-06-05T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:11:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those who can,do...those who can't,teach</title><content type='html'>...agree with me?....school for scoundrel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-1574145669140202910?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/1574145669140202910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/1574145669140202910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/those-who-candothose-who-cantteach.html' title='Those who can,do...those who can&apos;t,teach'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-8267093092237100891</id><published>2009-06-02T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:41:24.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where can i find love?</title><content type='html'>bosannya hidup 'sorang'...hidup hari2 pejam mata,celik,buat keja...pastu pejam mata balik...nak kawin la rasanya...tapi bersediakah aku??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-8267093092237100891?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8267093092237100891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/8267093092237100891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-can-i-find-love.html' title='where can i find love?'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2799190008669684423</id><published>2009-05-25T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:27:49.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There has gotta be somebody for me out there</title><content type='html'>This time I wonder what it feels like &lt;br /&gt;To find the one in this life &lt;br /&gt;The one we all dream of &lt;br /&gt;But dreams just aren't enough &lt;br /&gt;So I´ll be waiting for the real thing. &lt;br /&gt;I'll know it by the feeling. &lt;br /&gt;The moment when we´re meeting &lt;br /&gt;Will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen &lt;br /&gt;So I`ll be holdin’ my breath &lt;br /&gt;Right up to the end &lt;br /&gt;Until that moment when &lt;br /&gt;I find the one that I'll spend forever with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to be the last one there. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else that feels the same somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight out on the street out in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;And damn it this feels too right &lt;br /&gt;It´s just like Déjà Vu &lt;br /&gt;Me standin’ here with you &lt;br /&gt;So I´ll be holdin`my breath &lt;br /&gt;Could this be the end? &lt;br /&gt;Is it that moment when &lt;br /&gt;I find the one that I spend forever with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there &lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There´s gotta be somebody for me like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can´t give up! &lt;br /&gt;When you're Lookin´ for a diamond in the rough &lt;br /&gt;Because you never know when it shows up &lt;br /&gt;Make sure you´re holdin` on &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it could be the one, the one you´re waiting on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there. &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There has gotta be somebody for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There `s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be the last one there &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There has gotta be somebody for me out there.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2799190008669684423?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2799190008669684423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2799190008669684423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-has-gotta-be-somebody-for-me-out.html' title='There has gotta be somebody for me out there'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-7363729541000832911</id><published>2009-05-22T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:34:53.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hari ni tak keja...aktiviti hari ni tak pikir lagi nak wat apa...subuh td bangun awal sket..mandi pun awal...sejuknya air paip....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;makan pun belum lagi..mak kat dapur td tgh masak apa pun aku tak tau...dr lepas subuh td aku dah start mengadap depan pc ni...nak kuar jalan2 tp takde arah nak tuju...rasa nak kuar ngan awek je...tp....awek plak takde....payah benar nak cari awek ni...rasa2nya aku mesti kena mandi bunga ni....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kalau dah takde aktiviti,rehat je la nampaknya...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-7363729541000832911?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7363729541000832911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7363729541000832911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-boring-day.html' title='Another boring day'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-6297592824782619604</id><published>2009-05-17T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:39:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nitrus - Sisa</title><content type='html'>Apa makna rasa itu padamu?&lt;br /&gt;Apa maksudmu? segalanya ada pada diriku&lt;br /&gt;Apa cerita?ku tiada satu kau teramat perlu&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kau lihat itu seadanya aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar satu itu ada padanya?&lt;br /&gt;Benarkah kau terfikir itu tiada padaku?&lt;br /&gt;Benarkan aku buktikannya itu pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Benarkan dirimu fikir kemungkinan itu.. ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kaukan terseksa jika bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua kau kan sesalinya seumur hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua suratannya begitu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku bukan yang kau kenali dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar segalanya ada padaku&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau terfikir itu tiada padamu?&lt;br /&gt;Benarkan aku buktikannya itu pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Benarkan dirimu fikir kemungkinan itu.. ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau kan terseksa jika bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua kau kan sesalinya seumur hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua suratannya begitu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku bukan yang kau kenali dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau kan terseksa jika bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua kau kan sesalinya seumur hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua suratannya begitu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku bukan yang kau kenali dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ku yang terseksa jika bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua ku kan sesalinya seumur hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jua suratannya begitu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kamu bukan yang ku kenali dulu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-6297592824782619604?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/6297592824782619604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/6297592824782619604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/nitrus-sisa.html' title='Nitrus - Sisa'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-2853472831998268074</id><published>2009-05-14T20:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:05:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is my 'perfect' love mate?maybe moon can tell me?maybe not.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; ARIES: This is a capricious match. Your common interests and lusty passionate nature bring about outrageous social and sexual encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; TAURUS: This is an ill-fated connection, your extravagance and desire to party are antagonizing to the prudent Bull. This relationship is not likely to start up in the first place, and not likely to last if you do make it to first base.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; GEMINI: You are enticed by the clever Twins, nevertheless the Twins' fickleness enrages you. Intriguing while this connection lasts, however it's usually short lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; CANCER: You're powerful desire to be the center of attention along with your vanity is pernicious for the shy, sensitive Crab. Not a choice alliance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; LEO: This is a dramatic combination, a sexual delight, providing both desist from dominating one another. This is truly a royal match and believe it or not, it often works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; VIRGO: Virgo's desire to be in command and methodical nature collides with your carefree, spontaneous temperament. This combo takes a lot of compromise on the part of the Virgoan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; LIBRA: Libra's sophistication and your flair constitute an entertaining coalition, unless a financial deficit prevails. You can both be quite extravagant and wasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; SCORPIO: You can dance rather well in a horizontal position, the end result can be crimes of passion, due to jealousy. This union is usually hot, heavy and short lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; SAGITTARIUS: This is probably your foremost partner physically and mentally. This union will revel in spending, travel and adventure. Quite an exciting connection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; CAPRICORN: You'll get bored with the Goat's careful and enterprising ways, which is too bad because the Goat is the one sign that can usually afford to spoil you monetarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; AQUARIUS: The polarities usually attract passionately, nevertheless the Water-bearer's expansive interests and higher mind leave you feeling somewhat neglected and unimportant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO &amp;amp; PISCES: This is a detrimental relationship for the shy Pisces and a most unlikely attraction for you. Not compatible and very hurtful for the Fish that is attracted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;credit to:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.lovecalculator.be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-2853472831998268074?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2853472831998268074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/2853472831998268074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-is-my-perfect-love-matemaybe-moon.html' title='who is my &apos;perfect&apos; love mate?maybe moon can tell me?maybe not.....'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-7403524194620619627</id><published>2009-05-12T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:51:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day...new event...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pagi2 drive gi keja...sampai sana takde parking plak...tempat parking kena kunci ngan pak guard...dalam tu dah penuh kata nya...aku parking je la kat luar...mujur 'orang bandaraya' tak check meter tadi...ari ni keja slow sket..customer tak berapa ramai...tapi tghari kuar lewat gak...kul 2 lebih baru kuar makan sama member dua orang...gi makan nasik goreng je....lps zohor masuk balik...customer tak ramai gak...siapkan keja2 yang lama pending je la....tadi lepak kat bilik spare part,order spring depan kereta perodua rusa...nak modify ganti spring depan myvi aku...kasi lowered sket...order sepasang...harga dalam rm40 je sebelah...tolak harga staff bleh la murah lagi kot...takpe,khamis ni bos balik awal bleh la pasang...hai..mak aku mesti bising lagi...ye la pasal duit belanja makeup keta je...hari tu dah bising pasal aku tukar sportrim...takpe la mak,dah anak dia ni tak ber'girlfren',duit bila tak abis kat girlfren,tak tau nak abiskan kat mana lagi..suruh mak carikan,dia plak taknak..kalu nak aku cari sendiri..kat simpang malaikat 14 baru jumpa..hehe...kelmarin mak diam je...tak banyak berleter..mungkin pasal hepi dapat hadiah hari ibu kot....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;petang, balik keja gi mydin mall kejap,kat booth kedai computer,beli mp3 player utk keta...dapat harga murah rm30...pasang kat keta,tambah pendrive,tetiba terbakar pendrive aku!!wah!!!pehal ni??rosak ke??terus aku gi balik kat kedai tu,beli pendrive baru,tukar mp3 player baru(warranty)..try pasang balik...okey!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;malam ngantuk awal..tido awal lagi la nampaknya....esok keja!!!mula pulak hari baru...hidup baru..jumpa benda2 baru...harap2 jumpa semua benda baru  yang baik....ok...lain kali lak aku menulis...salam....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-7403524194620619627?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7403524194620619627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/7403524194620619627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-daynew-event.html' title='new day...new event...'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-3221351777019089587</id><published>2009-05-10T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:11:52.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my girl dump me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my girl dump me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;firstly tadi aku dapat sms dari gf aku...dalam tu dia cakap dia dah pikir panjang,nekad nak tinggal kan aku...tinggalkan aku...kenapa ye?dah 10 tahun aku kenal dia,rapat ngan dia tetiba cakap cam ni kat aku...aku call la balik...tanya dia...cool je aku dan dia...takde la marah2...aku tanya la elok2...selidik skit pesal dia kata camtu...dari buah mulut dia sendiri dia cakap dia nak putuskan hubungan ngan semua kawan laki kat dunia ni...so aku pun tak terkecuali la...nekad la katanya...nak hidup independant...tapi se tau  aku dia sebelum ni memang pun dah idup sendirian...mungkin dia dah bosan kot tapi tu la...dah dia cakap camtu,aku dengar je la...aku tau la dia ni degil banyak...aku pun ada pesan gak kat dia,kalau dia ada apa2 masalah,aku sedia tunggu dia,tolong dia...tapi tu la...aku tau gak kalu orang yang camni akan rasa tercabar kalu aku tolong dia pasal ego dia pasti tercalar...faham2 je la...takpe...aku tak kesah dia nak mintak tolong atau tak..itu hak dia..buat masa ni pun takde la tergesa-gesa nak cari awek lain...sayang kat dia pun masih tebal....tapi tak tau la tuhan punya kerja...jodoh ngan sape pun aku tak tahu...aku pun mampu merancang je...tapi kadang2 ada gak harapan nak dapatkan teman hidup yang dapat membahagiakan aku...yang amik tau pasal aku...yang bagi aku semangat untuk hidup...yang sanggup berkorban untuk aku tanpa balasan...cantik?....tu bonus la....cantik wajah,cantik perangai...sape taknak bonus,angkat tangan!!!!sah aku tak angkat!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-3221351777019089587?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/3221351777019089587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/3221351777019089587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiledlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-girl-dump-me.html' title='my girl dump me?'/><author><name>oxalis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850966583229822215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18351575473143615655'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7394181226119429869.post-6527775198224814903</id><published>2009-05-08T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:22:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT13TjJ5I/AAAAAAAAAps/gbpp-MU2m7E/s1600-h/image-25.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT13TjJ5I/AAAAAAAAAps/gbpp-MU2m7E/s320/image-25.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333409674813450130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bumper depan dah tercalar sedikit langgar pagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1n8ciwI/AAAAAAAAApk/yr3klC-yyAw/s1600-h/image-24.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1n8ciwI/AAAAAAAAApk/yr3klC-yyAw/s320/image-24.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333409670690016002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tinted 75% kaler brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1S4M2xI/AAAAAAAAApc/yhrSLlji3Xk/s1600-h/image-23.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1S4M2xI/AAAAAAAAApc/yhrSLlji3Xk/s320/image-23.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333409665035066130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;spoiler beli tahun lepas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1PXVkEI/AAAAAAAAApU/Oy3m8GDxM2M/s1600-h/image-22.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8oEtKwBhd5U/SgQT1PXVkEI/AAAAAAAAApU/Oy3m8GDxM2M/s320/image-22.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333409664091918402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;spotrim 16 je...belum lowered lagi...side skirt pasang bulan lepas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7394181226119429869-6527775198224814903?l=exiledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/6527775198224814903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7394181226119429869/posts/default/6527775198224814903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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