<?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-1569695212258363824</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:38.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StoRy Of My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>QuiEt PlaCe To Chill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-5382761370784857551</id><published>2009-05-11T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:00:40.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad time!</title><content type='html'>Ever since we patched up, i began to lose temper, fighting back in any way i can..if u ask me, of coz i love her very much..if u ask me, of coz i was wrong..but i just dun like to quarrel..over small things..my bills went unpaid, my bike installments has outstanding 4months, work schedule got lesser and lesser..there's no way i can pay everything..stressed out..i am nt the kind to go ard asking for loan..but if i had to, only 2 person came to my mind..no doubt i love her alot, i mean alot..she dun see it..her love for me can go up and down like a thermometer..for me, no..it stays tat way..if u love sumone, u dun hate tat person when u quarrel no matter wat..i'm really stressed out ppl..i havent been seeing many of u tat much and i go hm straight afta work..she has never been giving me problems abt going out..i dunno wat went wrong, since when..but i noe one thing..i am getting more impatient, angry and tired of quarreling and fighting..and last night was the night she said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dun want this anymore..i dun love u now..this relationship is over..there's no more love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      i really dun want her to go, and i am not going to beg her, coz it'll hurt me more if she insisted not being wif me anymore..so sad..i can't even go school..she'll be more happy without me, wif the company of her ex, her guy friends who wud be there for her..those educated university bastards..for me, nah, i have no one else, and i dun need one..i want to get things straight..ease all my bloody problems..if u're reading this and u think i am moving on, u're wrong..goodbye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-5382761370784857551?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/5382761370784857551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=5382761370784857551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5382761370784857551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5382761370784857551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-time.html' title='Bad time!'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-6492358197048703288</id><published>2009-04-19T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:23:40.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morale down, down, down</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, yes I know, tomorrow i'm starting school oready. well, not that exciting for me. I can't send baby to school oready. boring!..Many things happened la. I have been very impatient and nowadays i get angry easily..What happened??..I duno..Even wif her, I get pissed off and angry easily..Somebody plz help!!..It's really killing me, all this behavior changes and emotions..I really pity my darling for getting the treatment from me, and I noe, I dun deserve her if I continue like this. I wanted to get rid of my problems, by quiting SILANTRA, but the lively brothers came down and consoled me..thanx guys, u're all great, the new guys and the old birds..I just dun feel like doing any other extra thing oready, maybe no more passion..Nothing drives me hard..haiz..I pity my baby, syaz for having to see me like this, my nonsense, my attitude..She dun deserve it, really..I love her very much, until now, until later, she's been very good to me. Even when we fight, I love her more and more..It's just me, which is the problem..Darling, if u're reading this, please forgive me for all the wrong things I've done to u sweetheart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-6492358197048703288?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/6492358197048703288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=6492358197048703288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6492358197048703288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6492358197048703288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/04/morale-down-down-down.html' title='Morale down, down, down'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-7717614137321965627</id><published>2009-03-18T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:58:58.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>G&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/ScCpDvYi_GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dxfaxyeT4JQ/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/ScCpDvYi_GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dxfaxyeT4JQ/s200/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314433442021309538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         for the first time in my relationship life, i exceeded the 1 yr mark. it has always been 10mths the longest, and 2 weeks, the shortest. My dear, plz dun use tat statistics to judge me coz all that was in the past, and it is sumthing tat i am not proud about. This whole 1yr, has been a fruitful and happy experience for me. In fact, hours and minutes b4 the clock ticked at 12mn 12/03/09, i got very excited. I even called her to wish her happy anniversary 5mins b4 12mn..haha..&lt;br /&gt;          i want to tell u tat i love u very much, right from the beginning and i am hoping to go on and on with u, not months or yrs, but 4 a lifetime. thank u so much for being there and coming into my life. u dun need anyone else, except for u. i'm sorry for all the pain tat i've caused and please forgive me darling.&lt;br /&gt;       I really love the G-shock u bought me for our anniversary present..no one ever bought me a watch like this b4 and i really2 love it baby..Thank u sayang..&lt;br /&gt;                I will always remember the times i just got to noe u when u were working at wdls mart..It was such a wonderful journey wif u baby..Lastly, I want u to noe tat i love u very much, and i hope this upcoming year will be as fruitful as last year. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, Syazwani md Roslan. I LOVE U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-7717614137321965627?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/7717614137321965627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=7717614137321965627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7717614137321965627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7717614137321965627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-1st-anniversary.html' title='Happy 1st Anniversary!'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/ScCpDvYi_GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dxfaxyeT4JQ/s72-c/DSC00048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-5122598374989776202</id><published>2009-01-26T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:57:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend + father b'day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SX16t9JqVII/AAAAAAAAAJc/auvF2GoCmHI/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295523666785358978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SX16t9JqVII/AAAAAAAAAJc/auvF2GoCmHI/s200/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday, went to jb wif family to celebrate bapak's b'day..da 52yrs old..haha..we bought him this chinook helicopter remote control so that he wun feel bored at hm..can go to the big field at ave12 to try his helicopter..haha..we celebrated at city square, not far from the customs..had dinner at Fig &amp;amp; Olive, the food there was quite nice..walked around, get some dvds and helloween concert dvd too..yeah!..so, went home after that, and watch football at home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was very quiet for me, no msgs, no calls, worked morning till 3pm, then went home, didnt go out at all, no mood, and today, went to work also, not so much order, went home to take my PSP coz there were absolutely very little orders and more riders..Still no mood, i'm waiting, and waiting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please forgive me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-5122598374989776202?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/5122598374989776202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=5122598374989776202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5122598374989776202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5122598374989776202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-father-bday.html' title='weekend + father b&apos;day'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SX16t9JqVII/AAAAAAAAAJc/auvF2GoCmHI/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-3246866215295638440</id><published>2009-01-21T09:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:55:59.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SXaJIWUw0HI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8pBbJe-KONM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569188545220722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SXaJIWUw0HI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8pBbJe-KONM/s200/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SXaJO7RXZmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hV1eMQaIgtI/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569301542299234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SXaJO7RXZmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hV1eMQaIgtI/s200/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last sunday, cukur rambut for yana's 2nd child, muhd hasif..the pic on the top is kak lin's first child, shazat iman, below is yana's first child, muhd haziq aka pooh..haha..look like pooh bear..i am so geram when i see those small kids, cousin's sons or daughters..the overall commander to the kids is obviously non other than Mak Long!!..run away when u see her, coz u will definitely be scared..at least now, mak long has her own grandchildren to take care of, so she isn't as fierce as last time, hmm, maybe her grandchildren will get it..haha..too bad..ever since atok passed away, mak long has been the prominent figure in our extended family..no one messes wif her..i remember a time where mamat wanted to get married, and the family representatives went to the girl's side, mak long, atok, cik rahim, cik ngah followed..all my cousin's who got married, mak long will be involved, coz she will speak up for us..haha..and she once said, she can't wait for a nephew to get married, coz all this while, it's the girls..so EDDY, i believe u'll be the first..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, i wanna talk abt sumthing i have thought about for a long time..after 1yr plus, i have thought alot about SILANTRA..many of us r good people, except for one or two persons in the member..i even thought, tat i am not cut out to lead a bunch of motorbike frenz..for a few reasons, i dun like to everytime lepak2 at night..once in a while, ok la..i will be the one people will find if any member gets into trouble wif another group..i am a peaceful person, therefore i dun wanna get into fights..sometimes, i find it very hard to be the one to everytime remind the members about the wrong things tat they shud not do, coz i'm very sure some will ignore my words..i'm really not cut out to lead a bike group..i feel pressured and tired sumtimes when someone comes to me and say, hey, ur boys do this, ur boys are like tat..sumtimes i feel malu..i really pity those who joined SILANTRA bcoz of me..they respected me as a person..but, some just like to take things into their own hands without even consulting me..if things dun change soon enuf, i guess it's time for me to pull the handbrake..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-3246866215295638440?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/3246866215295638440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=3246866215295638440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3246866215295638440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3246866215295638440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-days-to-go.html' title='2 days to go!!'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SXaJIWUw0HI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8pBbJe-KONM/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-6431155664423236384</id><published>2009-01-11T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:39:11.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0_o _-_ o_0</title><content type='html'>Two weeks left in school and I can't wait for year 2..wooo!..yesterday morning went to polyclinic to accompany syaz baby for an appointment coz her ear hurts..I'm glad tat the doctor said it wasnt serious..after tat, i went home and syaz went shopping alone at causeway point..i wish i cud follow her too, next time ok baby?..=) ..i love u very much darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;              Long time since I went out wif the brothers..the Silantra brothers..they only came to visit me during my working time at civic, but i told them to make plans themselves if they wanna go riding. coz i wud be bz and working..but they complained, saying it is no fun if i'm not around..haha..nvm brothers, when i start my holidays, i will go out wif u peepz ok?..anywayz, Silantra is getting bigger..with 3 person out of our group, a few came in, aidil, imam and gadaffi..those guys are great and not trouble makers..more and more peepz joining our bike group..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just nw, while working, i send food to blk 6 at marsiling and there were many ppl at the linkway..for the first time in my life, i saw boxing competition held in s'pore, summore in a neighbourhood..the mph was used for the competition and there was a boxing ring in the middle of it..i went there for a while to watch..those lightweights were really good..i didnt noe tat this kind of competition existed in s'pore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWmh6twX77I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nAcS-h0cgxQ/s1600-h/redcliff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289937267410333618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWmh6twX77I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nAcS-h0cgxQ/s200/redcliff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red cliff 2 was a blast..chinese version of LOTR..fuhh..i love it very much..go check it out guys, u'll like it, esp if u read about the china dynasty..5/5 popcorns.. :)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-6431155664423236384?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/6431155664423236384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=6431155664423236384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6431155664423236384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6431155664423236384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/01/0o-o0.html' title='0_o _-_ o_0'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWmh6twX77I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nAcS-h0cgxQ/s72-c/redcliff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-7493381667577958990</id><published>2009-01-08T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:16:56.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat's wrong wif me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWV-CzVPYHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IdqP8NWsQnc/s1600-h/LGIM0002+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288771924020650098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWV-CzVPYHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IdqP8NWsQnc/s200/LGIM0002+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear readers, firstly i am very sorry about my post yesterday. It doesn't sound like me who wrote that post rite?..now when i'm writing this, i was thinking, wat was i thinking till i suddenly get angry and paranoid over nuthing..crazy la ni ahmad..ok ok, i noe, i'm very sorry readers. I was being childish..I dun have any grudges against anyone..i'm all smiles now and i told myself, my darling baby syaz wun ever cheat on me, so, i shuldnt be worried for nuthing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something happened today, I lost my wallet.. =( ..the pierre cardin wallet which syaz baby bought for me in takashimaya last time..SO VALUABLE!!..i'm very sad seh, i actually cried when i was talking to syaz baby about it, but she talked calmly to me and told me not to cry anymore. thank u baby dear..i hope i can retrieve it back..haiz..i am very careless and always tend to leave my things behind..sumtimes, i accidently left other ppl's things behind too..my father always tell me, "luckily that thing below there is glued together, if not, u wun even noe if it flies away"..haha..for now, i'll just wait for the police to call me la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWV5GENA8DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9tiU6oA4fVs/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288766482531020850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWV5GENA8DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9tiU6oA4fVs/s200/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wun forget the time I went out with this car and syaz baby sat beside me while i drive. and i wud critisize motorcyclist coz it was raining on our way to jurong..hehe..good car, very comfortable, i really loved driving while talking to my dear girlfriend. I hope to have a new car next time so tat i cud go out wif her everytime..that day, &lt;strong&gt;13dec 2008&lt;/strong&gt;, was a very special day for me. :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's going to be 10 mths together wif syaz baby and as it gets nearer and nearer to the 1yr mark, i feel even more nervous. My past r'ships has never exceed 1 yr, and the longest one was 10mths..I really can't wait, and i always think abt the times when I and syaz baby just knew each other, how I tried to win her heart. She was soo cute and i instantly like her last time. And now, i love her very much. I really do. Please forgive me for my mistakes darling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-7493381667577958990?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/7493381667577958990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=7493381667577958990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7493381667577958990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7493381667577958990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/01/wats-wrong-wif-me.html' title='wat&apos;s wrong wif me?'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SWV-CzVPYHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IdqP8NWsQnc/s72-c/LGIM0002+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-2966204437755325757</id><published>2009-01-07T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:41:28.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back and I'm going to update everytime</title><content type='html'>Hello readers, it's been very long since updating my blog, sorry, wasnt been in the mood for very long. So, i'm back now, and wif more stories. guess wat, i'm left wif a few weeks in school..woo, this chinese new yr period, my parents want to go KL again and want the whole family to go too. Hmm, but i dun think i'm goin..i'd rather work..Syaz baby started school and teaching the kids in Concord Primary School. Come July, she'll be in NIE oready and become a school kid, just like me..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, 1 thing that I can't stop thinking about, the guys there..As most of u may noe me, I am not those who wud hanky panky or have other flings wif other girls, and i am a very very jealous person, I might not show it, but dun..Those guys out there who u think u are much more better than me, i dare u to come..dun be a coward and wanna be there for my girlfriend la, like as if  i cannot take care of her myself..and &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; noe that she's attached, why bother?..all i can say is, if u ever try to take her away from me, u'll get it big time..when u see me, u betta run..coz i can be very paranoid..example, whenever i msg syaz baby and she replies abit late coz maybe she's bz at home, i start to have negative thoughts like she's bz talking to some other guy. but it goes away very fast..and when she gets online, my mind wud be thinking, who is she msn ing wif??..it's not that i dun trust her, really, but it's just me. silent jealousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers, i guess u noe wat i'm talking about..but whenever i have uncertainties, syaz baby wud assure me again and again tat dun worry, she wun do tat to me.. =)  ..but still, i am concern when she enters NIE, i got scared, but in my mind, i told myself, she wudn't cheat on me..those male teachers cannot be trusted really, i noe, coz last time in sec sch, remember?..this stupid teacher, MR TALIB, likes a student, and that student, siti nur amilin has a boyfriend..just because she wears a tudung, that stupid teacher stole her away..i mean, hey dude, kau memang tak ada cara..that's why i'm scared actually..we'll see, we'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this particular guy whom I really wanna meet, MUHAMMAD ANDI..dun be mistaken, i am not threathening anyone..I dun find trouble wif ppl, but ppl find trouble wif me, ok?..=)..chill, be happy but keep my eyes open, of coz..Lastly, to syaz baby, abang wanna tell u tat i love u very much, and i miss u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2966204437755325757?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2966204437755325757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2966204437755325757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2966204437755325757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2966204437755325757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-and-im-going-to-update.html' title='I&apos;m back and I&apos;m going to update everytime'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-7515560614846200292</id><published>2008-11-28T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:06:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's friday, helooooooo</title><content type='html'>been such a lousy person, cannot even do simple things..haiz..sorry..today very boring module, computing!!..raj is beside me, being very kancong, haha, retarded raj..the class is small today, and i miss syaz alot, and i mean alot..she is always at the top, the rest below her..cannot be compared..no sayang, dun feel tat way ok?..i love u..tonite working at wdl point 6pm to 11pm and most prob, just chill out wif the brothers..haiz, we started off wif 15, now 3 have gone..faizal, hafiz micron and murni..if u dun have the heart, plz kindly leave our group..we never force anyone..now my brothers who has a heart of a warrior are, airul, nick, yus, man sticker, iman, fir, azlan, hafitz, yan yong, shahrin, azhar satay..i hope we will strive forward and make Silantra a group wif good reputation..anywayz, tomorrow i going to cut my hair..too long oready seh..girlfriend cannot tahan..hehe..hmm, wat hairstyle shud i do now..i miss eating dinner wif syaz, to name a few places we went, makmur restaurant, bedok corner, arnolds, al azhar, esplanade, swensens at PS, rubina, countless packed food from madinah =) , alif restaurant..yupz..really missed those times seh..nvm, nxt time i'll bring her to a much better place to eat, ok sweetheart?..hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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helooooooo'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-2054919207612809859</id><published>2008-11-27T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:19:12.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good one</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://click.adbrite.com/mb/click.php?sid=821790&amp;amp;banner_id=12424639&amp;amp;variation_id=1303484&amp;amp;uts=1224056484&amp;amp;cpc=302e303732&amp;amp;keyword_id=178072&amp;amp;inline=y&amp;amp;zk_id=38259840&amp;amp;ab=168165587&amp;amp;sscup=7b1cb3f49e1af0051f8b6ca295a5b006&amp;amp;sscra=cb43cdc1bc8c8c5cee03f4635d500fb3&amp;amp;ub=3390414353&amp;amp;guid=95d1a70eacc98dca8b3c76fe201246cd&amp;amp;rs=&amp;amp;r=" target="_top"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt; man met a beautiful girl and asked her to spend the night with him for $500. And she did.&lt;br /&gt;Before he left in the morning, he told her that he did not have any cash with him, but that he would have his secretary write a cheque and mail it to her, calling the payment “RENT FOR APARTMENT.”On the way to the office, he regretted what he had done, realizing that the whole event was not worth the price. So he had his secretary send a cheque for $250 and enclosed a note:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Madam:Enclosed find a cheque in the amount of $250 for rent of your apartment. I am not sending the amount agreed upon because when I rented the apartment I was under the impression that:(1) it had never been occupied;(2) that there was plenty of heat;(3) that it was small enough to make me cozy and at home Last night, however, I found out that it had been previously occupied, that there wasn’t any heat, and that it was entirely too large.&lt;br /&gt;Upon receipt of the note, the girl immediately returned the cheque for $250 with the following note:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir, First of all,(1) I cannot understand how you expect a beautiful apartment to remain unoccupied indefinitely.(2) As for the heat, there is plenty of it if you know how to turn it on.(3) Regarding the space, the apartment is indeed of regular size, but if you don’t have enough furniture to fill it, please don’t blame the landlord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moral of the story: Don’t rent beautiful apartment if your furniture too little!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha,&lt;/em&gt; so funny..was late for school today..baby dear wanted to return library books..the load is heavy..i was very worried..haiz..now in school, doing enterprise..relax, i going home soon..baby, i'm very sorry dear..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2054919207612809859?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2054919207612809859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2054919207612809859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2054919207612809859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2054919207612809859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-one.html' title='a good one'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-4817334965117720645</id><published>2008-11-25T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:05:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;she is the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;she is the one i really love. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SSudZqkxGLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1yT02D5iI9M/s1600-h/n644325354_1750580_2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272480853018089650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SSudZqkxGLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1yT02D5iI9M/s200/n644325354_1750580_2274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makes me feel loved and care.&lt;br /&gt;she always smile whenever she sees me, rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;she gave me love and help me find the sun&lt;br /&gt;she inspires me with her words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;she is a very lovely, wonderful, elegant lady&lt;br /&gt;she can capture many guy's heart&lt;br /&gt;she is so beautiful, i fell for her instantly&lt;br /&gt;she is very faithful to me&lt;br /&gt;she is smart, intelligent and humble&lt;br /&gt;she makes me happy when i think of her&lt;br /&gt;she is funny and cute at times&lt;br /&gt;she loves me just like i love her&lt;br /&gt;i love her with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;i made her cry many times&lt;br /&gt;her soft words and voice really melts my heart&lt;br /&gt;who is she?&lt;br /&gt;she is &lt;strong&gt;SYAZWANI MD ROSLAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-4817334965117720645?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/4817334965117720645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=4817334965117720645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4817334965117720645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4817334965117720645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-of-my-life.html' title='the love of my life'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SSudZqkxGLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1yT02D5iI9M/s72-c/n644325354_1750580_2274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-4658985722900310218</id><published>2008-10-22T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:16:01.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things are different now</title><content type='html'>hello peepz, a slamat hari raya to u all..i didnt  post anything for the past few weeks or so because i dun have the mood to. Now, i wanna express my feelings..hah..firstly, &lt;strong&gt;SYAZ, I MISS U!!..&lt;/strong&gt;i didnt go out much for raya this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit that i miss fetching syaz back from school, sometimes sending her to school, having quick dinner at kfc, munching on zinger or at mcDonalds having mcspicy and seeing her sabotaging herself..hehe..we can't see each other much oready..but, one thing never change, that is my love and care for her..i'll wait for u my dear, i wun find another, trust me..i noe there's hope for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i really wanted to see her..she was abit scared la..dun want anyone to see her and tell her father..damn those kepo bastards..she had lunch wif me at my place when my dad came home..he was very cool about it..before i went to work, my dad ask me whether syaz is the girl in the pic i had on my hp?..then i said ya, insya allah, she's ur future menantu..my dad smiled..hehe..she's having sore throat and headache and her heels hurts..i can't do anything about it..i just want to fetch her from school..but i dun want her to feel that i am stubborn coz i really cared for her..who noes her father wud spy on her..okok, i noe, i am paranoid la..but everytime i feel like i want to see her, i wud ask her, even if she say no, at least i ask..but i never force her..i wun force her..i gave suggestions only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is holidays and i hope i cud see her sometime..i'll leave it to u baby..only u noe when it is safe..i have no problem waiting, but i miss u badly..i love u dear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-4658985722900310218?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/4658985722900310218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=4658985722900310218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4658985722900310218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4658985722900310218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-are-different-now.html' title='things are different now'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-2874202539223833425</id><published>2008-10-08T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:07:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya mood swings and school</title><content type='html'>sorry for the late late posts..i didnt have time for blogging so i wud like to recap some moments..first day raya was always great, the forgiving part, the food, meeting wif the cuzzies, nephews and nieces..great day..then back to school the very next day..&lt;br /&gt;             3rd day raya, &lt;strong&gt;syaz&lt;/strong&gt; parents came home..i fetched her and the best moment for the day was where she rested on my shoulders and sleep..she keep on saying that she's worried and unhappy that her parents came home, which means, i wud be seeing her less..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;           back to school and i get annoyed each day..my classmates are nice people..only a handful that i dun like that much, especially those who likes to asks questions after another group finish presenting and the questions are killer questions which the group can't answer..i mean i noe it's good to ask questions but why can't u help out ur classmates??..u want better grades rite?..i noe..going for own glory..i do my normal thing, being sarcastic and some peepz smiled whenever i do that..haha..dun worry guys, i'm very straightforward..when i dun like, i say it..&lt;strong&gt;stupid..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          work has always been the same, my fellow riders, customers..gonna miss&lt;strong&gt; sanur&lt;/strong&gt; coz he start working at PSA as prime mover driver, &lt;strong&gt;Zil &lt;/strong&gt;went to civil defence and signed on as a regular, &lt;strong&gt;ahmad syuhadak &lt;/strong&gt;is no longer wif his girl..i dunno how my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; is doing wif his girlfriend, &lt;strong&gt;eddy &lt;/strong&gt;is doing well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                      &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the most important thing is my heart is always for u and no one else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;                       coz i dun wanna lose u at all cost..i really love u &lt;strong&gt;syaz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2874202539223833425?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2874202539223833425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2874202539223833425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2874202539223833425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2874202539223833425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-mood-swings-and-school.html' title='raya mood swings and school'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-6129745889409701221</id><published>2008-09-25T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:01:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring maths and computing</title><content type='html'>this second semester really suck. today is more worst. The faci didnt even teach. He walks around wif his clipboard, writing comments on us..asks us a few questions and then go off..smackable!..walking around the class like want to give us fine like tat..and now, i'm stuck and i dunno what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       can't wait to end school and go break fast with my darling. I am feeling hungry rite now but i can tahan my hunger..these few days, i've been making my darling syaz very upset and angry and i am very very sorry sayang. i didnt mean to make upset..i want u to be happy always wif me by ur side..I'm sorry dear..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I LOVE U&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/1569695212258363824-6129745889409701221?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/6129745889409701221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=6129745889409701221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6129745889409701221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6129745889409701221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/09/boring-maths-and-computing.html' title='boring maths and computing'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-3100260792420891548</id><published>2008-09-23T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:31:52.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i week more to raya</title><content type='html'>greetings, it has been a while since i blogged..been bz abit and enjoying school..now it's 23 days of fasting, 7 days to titi's b'day and 8 days to raya..wee!..had some problems at work wif the manager, Jen..the past 2 yrs i work in mcD, i heard a lot about this manager who likes to ban riders from civic mcD if she dun like him..now, 2 more riders has been added to her ban list..i'll have to answer to this..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;             now, a good fren of mine and a rider i have been wif for this 2 years, Hanif, is very down..he has a bit of problem wif his gf of 2 years with him, and 2 yrs older than him..i feel sorry for him coz he has been a cheerful guy..cheer up geng, dun worry, everything will be alright ok?..&lt;br /&gt;            tomorrow the former excos asks out for buka at dunno where..not sure if i'm working or not, thursday going shopping at geylang for my baju kurung wif &lt;strong&gt;syaz baby..&lt;/strong&gt;and saturday my ite classmates also ask me out for buka..this friday will be buka wif my ngaji friends..the weather is quite hot these few days..&lt;br /&gt;           my darling is in school teaching the kids rite now and i miss her oready..I can't get enuf of her and i love her very much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-3100260792420891548?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/3100260792420891548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=3100260792420891548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3100260792420891548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3100260792420891548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-week-more-to-raya.html' title='i week more to raya'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-7774110161895196711</id><published>2008-09-08T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:33:59.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'm back after 3 weeks of holidays..wooohoo..although i've been working almost everyday, (syaz knows it) i get to sleep alot..my darling was sick for almost 2 weeks, i noe that she hasnt recovered fully yet..the worst was when i went to her house and she was lying down on her bed..i stayed by her side and i want her to know that i really care for her..everytime on the fone, she wud complain about the dishes she had to wash everytime, and sumtimes she wud be too tired to wash everything, so i experienced it myself and help her wash the dishes in the sink..she cooked maggie and we watched tv..i was soo worried for her even after i go to work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a picture of us after her teacher's day function..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SMScDZKSYPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I2UncrTnZx0/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243487448273674482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SMScDZKSYPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I2UncrTnZx0/s200/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she looked so adorable and beautiful wif the kebaya..i tell u, i'm gonna stare at ppl who looks at her one kind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school starts and i'm into a new class W16J..this class very different than my former class W14a..quite a boring class..there's no fun in this class at all..maybe not yet..everyone here very serious in the work..i suddenly became a very quiet person..hehe..now already 2nd week of fasting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love u syaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-7774110161895196711?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/7774110161895196711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=7774110161895196711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7774110161895196711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7774110161895196711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SMScDZKSYPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I2UncrTnZx0/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-8385990058801712724</id><published>2008-08-11T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:06:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week</title><content type='html'>this past whole week, i have been quite bz and tired. Moved to civic centre wif some of my riders there. New environment, new managers, new crews, new system..Wasn't a good idea to change to civic centre mcD..haiz..i wish i could have more schedule in wdls mart, near my house, near syaz baby's house..anytime when sending order, i could drop by and see her beautiful face from below..i'm getting sick of mcdonald changing the system many times over these few years i'm working..syaz baby has been supportive of me even though she knew that there are many girls sitting around there and worried..I am proud to tell her that i won't betray her love and flirt with other girls over there...&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, i got very sick and i can't get up..i knew that syaz baby wud love to be there for me but she was very sweet to msg me everytime to make me feel good and her msgs made me smile a lot even while i'm lying down on my bed..I missed her so much coz i can't get to see her coz she has got something on for the whole of sunday..&lt;br /&gt;i am a type of person who wud get very jealous especially if anyone tries to take my darling away from me..coz she mean everything to me and i never want to lose her..any guys who try to lure away my baby syaz with his wealth, i will make sure that his future will go backwards..for those who noe me, u noe how jealous a person i can be..so dun mess around..i may get violent, but violence is no longer used by me..i know i have done u wrong my dear syaz.but i will never betray or cheat u darling..not even the air stewardess could seduce or lure me away from u..coz i love u only darling..i'm sorry my love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the past is the past, it's just a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reference and not something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bring..i'm more worried and concern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;about our future..coz i can't afford to lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone i really love, which is u, syaz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-8385990058801712724?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/8385990058801712724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=8385990058801712724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/8385990058801712724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/8385990058801712724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-week.html' title='one week'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-2833406813543892957</id><published>2008-08-04T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:33:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJZ2kL2NCQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ux0dqTNTcVM/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230498381264914690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJZ2kL2NCQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ux0dqTNTcVM/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had always wanted to watch the sunrise with syaz dear..One day i will go wif u ok sayang?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, while working, i ran over a malaysian who was crossing the road which was supposed to be my right of way..I claimed some money from him..I got very angry and almost turned into incredible hulk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, i woke up late and didnt send syaz to the zoo for her workshop. I told her that i wud fetch her..i felt so bad coz she had to wake up very early, and i dun want her to feel tired. I went to the zoo, waited in the kfc..when she came out, she was wearing purple, same colour as my polo T...and she look gorgeous..wooo..went to look for the goodiebags stuff at causeway point wif syaz and nana..i love the weekends esp when i get to meet her on a last minute plan..and on sunday, it is always wonderful..i love u baby.. =) ..&lt;br /&gt;starting from today, i will be working at civic centre mcD..no more wdls point..maybe once in a while i may cover someone's roster there..i have to start all over again to please the managers there..one thing i dun like about civic centre mcD is the environment there..the people who chills there..haiz..i dun want my syaz dear to worry about me coz there was a story which happened there before which involves the old mcDriders there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want u to trust me, believe me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have faith in me, i wun cheat on u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun want u to worry one single bit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz u're my only one..there's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one else except u, syazwani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/1569695212258363824-2833406813543892957?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2833406813543892957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2833406813543892957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2833406813543892957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2833406813543892957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJZ2kL2NCQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ux0dqTNTcVM/s72-c/Image033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-5574197697453015153</id><published>2008-07-31T14:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:11:14.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday girl, baby girl, turns 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFkhCo3LNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ROetu2Smjw8/s1600-h/WCAGHBJPPCAR29EXACAHD1GH8CANTWW39CAE3AHEJCAZ030X2CABAF6VACAMAJHA2CA7JGXGUCAWODV7RCAIY97RZCATBDR69CA9SDWM6CAB0OK9KCADXCYGQCAB14YMXCA69W11TCABQDAV0CA55HDED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229071161160576210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFkhCo3LNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ROetu2Smjw8/s200/WCAGHBJPPCAR29EXACAHD1GH8CANTWW39CAE3AHEJCAZ030X2CABAF6VACAMAJHA2CA7JGXGUCAWODV7RCAIY97RZCATBDR69CA9SDWM6CAB0OK9KCADXCYGQCAB14YMXCA69W11TCABQDAV0CA55HDED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i had planned this surprise even before my birthday which is 19th july. Syaz dear doesnt even noe about it..hehe..sori dear..the timing, what time she goes out, is she going to meet me or not, all that plays a part. thanx to Chloe, i managed to find myself a present a size of a ping gong ball and it's pink in colour..behold, the disney mickey mouse mp3 player!..but chloe said that the earliest i can get it is on thursday morning..the day syaz turns 21..so, i have to find myself a backup present so that when i give her the backup present and the birthday card, she won't suspect me of the surprise i'm going to give her, a birthday cake and the mp3..hehe..nice eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFlK3BXogI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rP6KibkP8qA/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229071879596646914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFlK3BXogI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rP6KibkP8qA/s200/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229071618910880594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFk7r5Cg1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/U_IEhOcdJdA/s200/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on the eve of her b'day, i met her, and gave her the backup present (&lt;em&gt;winnie the pooh wif a necklace that has her name 'syaz' on it&lt;/em&gt;)..and the birthday card..this morning, i waited for her at a shelter with the birthday cake..i ask her what time she is going out, it's like as though i'm in school but i wasnt..hehe..maybe she thinks i'm in school..hehe..last night, i was working and i send some order to wdl street 41..i went to the marsiling mrt sheng siong area and bought the cake, keep it at woodlands point, brought it home, without any suspect..she must have thought where i got the time to buy all these things..hehe..and when she came and arrived at the shelter, she was shocked to see the cake there..it all worked out well..sorry baby, i had to surprise u..muackz!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear syaz, happy 21st birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u have grown into a young adult&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the beginning dear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be there to face all the ups and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;downs with u. I want u to be with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the rest of our lives..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u deserve all the good things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this world..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-5574197697453015153?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/5574197697453015153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=5574197697453015153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5574197697453015153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5574197697453015153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-girl-baby-girl-turns-21.html' title='birthday girl, baby girl, turns 21'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SJFkhCo3LNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ROetu2Smjw8/s72-c/WCAGHBJPPCAR29EXACAHD1GH8CANTWW39CAE3AHEJCAZ030X2CABAF6VACAMAJHA2CA7JGXGUCAWODV7RCAIY97RZCATBDR69CA9SDWM6CAB0OK9KCADXCYGQCAB14YMXCA69W11TCABQDAV0CA55HDED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-3607453979074478122</id><published>2008-07-29T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:11:08.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science and bio</title><content type='html'>i hate people who are very typical..our malay peepz, esp guys wif bikes(i noe i oso have) always talk about the same things over and over again. talk about cheap cheap girls, exchange girls number for sex..which hotel is the best..when talk about football, they dun talk about the players or the team, they talk about betting..for entertainment, for them clubbing is the best, got chicks mah!..i hope that these people who likes to cheat behind their gf back will get AIDS..i'm not being cruel u see, but it's very irritating..in my case, we talk about mcD riders, my riders from my workplace..respect is the word i always use..i always say, "u like to fuck around rite?, wat if one day, ur own sister becomes like tat and other guys use her..wud u like it?"..yesterday, i have this fren, who is one of those typical mat motor..i dun like it..the way he talk about girls..very irritating..i think he has HIV now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syaz dear, i hope u are not too tired to last for these few days sayang..today is science and i'm learning bio..i havent touched science for 7 years..learn about membranes and dunno what. So i'm trying to do more research now..take care ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-3607453979074478122?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/3607453979074478122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=3607453979074478122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3607453979074478122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3607453979074478122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/science-and-bio.html' title='science and bio'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-1408776538909947829</id><published>2008-07-24T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:20:46.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys VS girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgoZRoHa3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/VoVxoDcS_ws/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226471782256962418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgoZRoHa3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/VoVxoDcS_ws/s200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today got UT and the whole class have to go down because of that stupid firedrill..aiyo, had to plug out the laptop and head straight down to admiralty park. It was like a warzone, or i shud say that kind of environment where everyone is walking towards the National Stadium for the NDP..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226471482320182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgoH0RnXGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T-UEhxUcw0o/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so many people seh..in the middle of the commotion, my class managed to take a photo together..ya, luckily, the weather wasn't so hot..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgpCwpClUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/rIs6Uf58j1g/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226472494956975426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgpCwpClUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/rIs6Uf58j1g/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's problem statement really created a debate among the class..it is about &lt;strong&gt;“Gender equality is only a dream, but being reasonable and fair about gender is not.” &lt;/strong&gt;guys and girls fighting for who is better and who is dominant, guys or girls..headache sia this problem..i admit, i must say that women nowadays are more career minded and want to be dominant..but in &lt;strong&gt;ISLAM,&lt;/strong&gt; no matter how successful and powerful u are as a high ranking women in ur company or so, u still have to obey ur husband even though ur husband is not as successful as u..But there are such thing as "girl power" now..for me, a girl is good to have education..syaz baby once told me,&lt;em&gt; "after my degree and my honours degree, i dun wanna work..I want to become a good housewife&lt;/em&gt;"..i actually dun believed her u noe last time, coz no woman i met has ever said that their ambition is to become a good housewife..i'm so glad to have u darling..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-1408776538909947829?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/1408776538909947829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=1408776538909947829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/1408776538909947829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/1408776538909947829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/guys-vs-girls.html' title='guys VS girls'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIgoZRoHa3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/VoVxoDcS_ws/s72-c/Image031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-922268903850263608</id><published>2008-07-23T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:59:42.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lappie problematic</title><content type='html'>so angry..yesterday my laptop crashed..luckily today there's no UT..i went to school early to get my lappie done..can't wait to call syaz baby at 9am but i called her at 8.56am..hehe..i waited and waited till 11.40..went to jb to replenish petrol..nxt mth onwards, we have to start using white card to get in jb again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking to my bike, a tall and skinny guy came towards me and greeted me. he called me " amacam SIR ahmad, remember me?"..i was stoned..who is this guy seh..i think and think and i cudn't remember..i shook his hands..then he asked me, "it's me fazly, u remember last time u tekan us during our sec 1 NCC camp?..when u were taking charge of wdls ring sec?"..i totally couldn't remember this guy and i ask him how old is he now..he said he is 19 this year..which means that when i became their officer, this fazly was only sec 1 and now he is 19..of coz i couldnt remember..hehe..we chatted for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;he's an ncc officer now also..i was from the 42nd batch of officer..he passed out in the 52nd intake..wow, so far seh..hehe..he told me that he was scared whenever he saw my face last time..hehe..when i think back, i chuckled..indeed, i was sadistic last time..but now, i cooled down a lot..i can't forget those times where i tekan the cadets..ish, so teruk la..lastly he told me, "sir, do u know that u were feared by many cadets last time even when we saw u at causeway point?"..i told him i didnt noe and call me ahmad, dun call me sir..i'm no longer dedicated to NCC..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-922268903850263608?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/922268903850263608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=922268903850263608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIQ1m99FBdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/embEAPfu7kA/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225360411238663634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIQ1m99FBdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/embEAPfu7kA/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had something to eat during my first breakout. syaz baby didnt have meeting which means i get to talk to her on the fone. i quickly grabbed my food and called her..after that i went back to class..missed her alot..really..isn't she beautiful?..she is..yeah.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love u sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the lunch breakout, some of my classmates went to causewaypoint to get lunch and buy doughnuts..haha..when they came back, one by one in class went out, leaving me alone..then rushdan came in and ask me to go out of the class..to my surprise, my classmates bought a very small b'day cake and a small bike on top of it..i never thought they wud surprise me coz my b'day is over..so sweet of them..they even bought me present, my dream bike small size 'hayabusa', and a hangten polo black Tshirt..thank u guys..i really appreciate it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIQ2wH5oFHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PppAu21X7q8/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225361668038988914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIQ2wH5oFHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PppAu21X7q8/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225361832459561890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIQ25sai66I/AAAAAAAAAFk/PlHbtVtDk_0/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;to the classmates:  &lt;em&gt;joan, shamila, christon, aswee, clarissa, atiqah, idah, qunying, kalvinder,mag, jayn, vicky, chloe, huzainie, norman, dan, sly, kenneth, ruiwen, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK U PEEPS..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-8308496227636304394?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/8308496227636304394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=8308496227636304394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/8308496227636304394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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from the dinner at RP wif syaz dear, to meeting her at night coz she surprised me wif b'day present, a b'day card made by her and a letter wif drawings from nasrin..so cute..woo..i like ur present so much dear so much dear..i really appreciate it, really..met her again and walked to admiralty and we chatted..i felt really happy to see her and wished she wudnt leave..i truly madly, deeply love u sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJmmegMOqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TO46BchkqUE/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224851328912341666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJmmegMOqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TO46BchkqUE/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJmmegMOqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TO46BchkqUE/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1pm plus, i met up wif shahnur and ahmad syuhadak for some 'counter strike'..looking at their faces, they look like they're up to some business..haha..so funny la this two buddy of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJoClHuCNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Q8-tBuGxMBY/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224852911236712658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJoClHuCNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Q8-tBuGxMBY/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224852655343269794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJnzr1996I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2Cx9cOVtRVQ/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;after the CS, i went straight to safra country club which along the way, it rained soo heavily, everything on me was wet..i didnt really enjoyed much coz i am missing my darling so much and i feel like i wanna go straight to her face and say 'i love u' very loudly..quite dull and i spent most of my time upstairs where i lie down and play wif the bear which syaz dear gave me for my b'day present, and it smell so much like her..there were games and cutting of cake..hmm..happy 23rd b'day to myself..hehe..i wonder what i shud get for my darling's b'day..muackz!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJmmegMOqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TO46BchkqUE/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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b&apos;day!!'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIJmmegMOqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TO46BchkqUE/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-3043429896824490521</id><published>2008-07-18T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:05:41.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's friday the 18th..the eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIA3iaQycVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/En6E-WEBLRA/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224236632054591826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIA3iaQycVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/En6E-WEBLRA/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm vey happy that my baby is very happy and she is back to her normal self, action, talkative, loving towards me..i really want her not to worry too much coz it's not good..i told her that i wud never cheat her for any other girl coz i love her soo much..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syaz dear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, dun ever leave me sayang..have faith and believe in me ok darling..muackz!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224236429384548034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIA3WnQe_sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4CPDSVbavgk/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The food in TRCC is always very nice, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shahnur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dun believe me..the rest like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;airul, min, hafiz, itek, zaki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have all tasted the food there..my personal favorite is "Rice with japanese curry and wedges and coke" for $5.50..so cheap..and very full..i can't imagine that&lt;em&gt; zaki&lt;/em&gt; actually added more rice and can finish it all up, and finished &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;airul's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; plate coz airul was already full..haha..that was last week..i'm going to bring my baby there..very cosy coz we sat on the sofa..yummy!..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm not working today coz i dun wanna get sabotage by my macriders if i go to wdls point..tomorrow will be the chalet but my heart is really heavy and dun feel like going..if i had known, i wudnt have ask &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syaz baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; along for the chalet..if i had known i shud have just asked her out instead of the chalet..then i can go out with her as well as go to the chalet after that..but it's ok darling..anyway, it's just another b'day for me..s'pore age: 23yrs old.....taiwan age : 34yrs old..hehe..i dun look 34yrs old rite?.. ;P...haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-3043429896824490521?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/3043429896824490521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=3043429896824490521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3043429896824490521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3043429896824490521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-friday-18ththe-eve.html' title='it&apos;s friday the 18th..the eve'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SIA3iaQycVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/En6E-WEBLRA/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-2829467002540440431</id><published>2008-07-17T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:28:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never walk alone</title><content type='html'>syaz baby is not herself this few days..something happened in school..being a teacher is not that easy i guess, summore when u're not yet trained..but through experience and time, u could be better than those who are trained..hehe..as a bf, i tried ways and means to console her and assure her that everything wud be ok..i can't see her like this, she's too quiet suddenly and i felt a bit lonely&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not because she's not there, but because of the quietness)..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and this 2 days, i haven't slept well, and i ate only sandwich yesterday..i'm also feeling worried all the time..baby, i hope u will feel much better by today..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i love u syaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday while at work, crazy things happen..there were &lt;em&gt;itek, jambol, airul, blue, me, faiz, min...&lt;/em&gt;itek wanted to see who's super4 can come out the most fire when the bike backfires..we have my bike, airul's bike, jambol's bike and blue's bike..and the winner turns out to be my bike..weeee!..like an explosion..but it wun affect my bike, not to worry..i smiled a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d8bfde40f157373" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d8bfde40f157373%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331132437%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45E38777FACF522F885494650D2596DBFE11E2BC.77DA956B12A9F2182D134B54FA49C4F1C83194F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d8bfde40f157373%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyVNckyCqz_VniE1rvEJWWrlTryQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anywayz, i dun understand why bitches call other girls who are not bitches, bitches..on top of that, those bitches can't accept if other girls call them bitches..do u noe how sharp and unacceptable if people were to call u a bitch or a jerk..fuhh..summore when they put it up on their blogs and when they see u outside, they freak out..so hyppcrite la..if scared, why do u critisize ppl in the first place..in their mind must be a few things there = "oh no, i'm going to get" slapped or beaten up or shamed or thrown into the mrt track or punch on the face..i'm not facing a problem wif anybody seriously..this is generally..so, those bitches, make sure u dun trip on other ppl's wire..or else..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2829467002540440431?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6d8bfde40f157373&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2829467002540440431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2829467002540440431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2829467002540440431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2829467002540440431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/youll-never-walk-alone.html' title='you&apos;ll never walk alone'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-8709569952589476611</id><published>2008-07-15T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:40:03.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my b'day wish =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHxcjdZpB8I/AAAAAAAAADs/eIuhpf2C-pI/s1600-h/images%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223151432100284354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHxcjdZpB8I/AAAAAAAAADs/eIuhpf2C-pI/s200/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yamaha acoustic guitar..one of my fav acoustic guitars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people noes i love music..it soothes my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223152736445048866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHxdvYdqqCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IYcUMXnGIpo/s200/L10265200%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love this perfume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223154506723694754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHxfWbQ_GKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eJ0Rg1OK3X0/s200/images%5B4%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream game console&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223156638063779442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHxhSfID3nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gZSz9LsOXV8/s200/1555%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love the yesterday's hp i looked at wif syaz dear..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i never used ericsson hp before though&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;these are just my wishes..hehe..but i have never expected b'day presents from anyone, even from my own girlfriend..my b'day wish is to be wif syaz for the rest of my life..and good health to those i know and live a happy life.. =) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-8709569952589476611?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/8709569952589476611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=8709569952589476611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/8709569952589476611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for loving me and keeping me by ur side. my life wud be empty and has no meaning if u are not there anymore. i the morning, it was raining..i got syaz breakfast(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;popiah hotdog, puteri salat, kuih bakar, chix burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) and wanted to surprise her, but she saw me oready..hehe..i went to the bank to create my own new savings account and feeling very happy..the people from uncle group contacted me and made my website..in time to come, i'll make lots of money from this business..i wasn't actually thinking about this that much and it was always at the back of my mind..i didnt tell anyone, not because i'm keeping it a secret, but because it's nothing..i forgotten about it..thats why..haha..but cik leman and uncle zin really want to help me make money and make me rich..this 'uptrend' business has made me very excited..hmm..we'll see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-7965224550280280505?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/7965224550280280505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=7965224550280280505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7965224550280280505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7965224550280280505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/love.html' title='the love'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-1985347826302242067</id><published>2008-07-12T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:49:35.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHiZ3SyR0aI/AAAAAAAAADk/udE9aFjm_yk/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222092943150666146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHiZ3SyR0aI/AAAAAAAAADk/udE9aFjm_yk/s200/Image010.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so teruk la the jam..it was like 1 and a half hours of queing up..first time seh..anywayz, while i'm at jb, my baby syaz went for the NE show at Marina wif the primary 5 students..and i'm missing her now..i'm actually blogging while working at wdls point..kiicap!..nowadays, going jb doesnt have the specific time as to when it's gonna jam or clear..haiz..hmm..the b'day is next week but i dun feel excited anymore..summore when syaz can't spend time wif me that day.(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun worry baby, i understand.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )..gonna be 23 soon and i'm getting old..but i'm not 34 ok..hehe..*winks*...missing u darling..still have 3 yrs in RP and i'm enjoying school very much..if not for u dear, i wudn't have the drive to carry on schooling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-1985347826302242067?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHiZ3SyR0aI/AAAAAAAAADk/udE9aFjm_yk/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-5951144855726687511</id><published>2008-07-11T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:09:15.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad to good or good to bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok here goes..i dunno why but for the past few years or recently,&lt;br /&gt;i can see changes in someone's behavior be it good to bad or bad&lt;br /&gt;to good..they are the same, in fact, they are the same people&lt;br /&gt;who i always chill out wif, just that the things they do behind&lt;br /&gt;my back, (coz they dun dare talking about it in front of me)&lt;br /&gt;i understand, that i always nag at my frenz if they do something&lt;br /&gt;stupid and sumtimes, they never talk or do something i dun like&lt;br /&gt;in front of me..ok, here are the things i dun like which some&lt;br /&gt;frenz may not say in front of me..these are &lt;strong&gt;clubbing&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;not so bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;as long as u dun flirt around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), &lt;strong&gt;alcohol&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;xcuse me, is it halal to drink??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gambling&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;betting football scores, 4D, toto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), &lt;strong&gt;scandalz&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finding girls for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pleasure behind their own gf's back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). i helped many people resolve their&lt;br /&gt;conflicts wif their partners before. and i feel happy coz i did my part.&lt;br /&gt;tat was last time. but now, they have to solve themselves without my help&lt;br /&gt;coz i have my own life and dun have time to think about all this. the best thing&lt;br /&gt;is, some ppl claimed that they love their gf very much but because of lust, they&lt;br /&gt;find other girls to satisfy their lust. i really can't believe it. why can't u be&lt;br /&gt;faithful and not do all that?. when ur girlfriend does that, u get angry. look at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;urself first la. this is karma. for me, i really love my girlfriend and i wudn't find&lt;br /&gt;for another girl behind her back. it's not fair for her and she's innocent and&lt;br /&gt;dun deserve it if i cheated on her. some people say &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"ala, nvm la, my girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;won't find out wat". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if last time, i would just give one huge punch on the teeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let them feel how painful the punch is. i say all this because i am a guy,&lt;br /&gt;and u know about many people said that all mcDriders are the same, bunch&lt;br /&gt;of womanizers, touch and go type. i really hope that we guys can keep our&lt;br /&gt;reputation coz i see many turn into a crocodile oready. to syaz baby, i wanna&lt;br /&gt;assure u that i am not even close to being like all that. i love u and only u&lt;br /&gt;and i will never cheat on u my dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-5951144855726687511?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/5951144855726687511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=5951144855726687511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5951144855726687511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/5951144855726687511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-to-good-or-good-to-bad.html' title='bad to good or good to bad'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-205614959727171952</id><published>2008-07-10T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:57:51.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mocca - my only one</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhwTMuNICz0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhwTMuNICz0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-205614959727171952?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/205614959727171952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=205614959727171952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/205614959727171952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/205614959727171952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/mocca-my-only-one.html' title='mocca - my only one'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-6310976456760295265</id><published>2008-07-10T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:21:03.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before and after, my brothers, "silantra" and "RS"</title><content type='html'>many people get the wrong idea about motorbike groups or they call&lt;br /&gt;"budak design" or "budak cutting"...some of them claimed to be into bikes&lt;br /&gt;but they are also in fights..conflicts here, conflicts there, it never ends..it&lt;br /&gt;all goes back to the same roots, gangsterism..when asked, they will say that&lt;br /&gt;"no lah, they(other designs) find trouble wif us first wat!" and vice versa..&lt;br /&gt;nowadays "designs" are like gangsterism but wif motorbikes..but, for&lt;br /&gt;"team silantra" and "team RS(rider saje)", this is not the case.."team silantra"&lt;br /&gt;is lead by myself and airul, my fren since sec sch..those who wanna join our&lt;br /&gt;club must not be fanatic, gangster or have attitude problems..and no such thing&lt;br /&gt;as womanizing..if there is, then u're OUT..i dun tolerate this kind of behavior&lt;br /&gt;from my brothers..haha..let's go riding again brothers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-6310976456760295265?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/6310976456760295265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=6310976456760295265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6310976456760295265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/6310976456760295265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-and-after-my-brothers-silantra.html' title='before and after, my brothers, &quot;silantra&quot; and &quot;RS&quot;'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-813267474914397782</id><published>2008-07-09T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:36:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>key to my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to my dearest &lt;strong&gt;syazwani&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this poem is for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I had closed the door upon my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And wouldn't let anyone in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I had trusted and loved only to be hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;But, that would never happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I had locked the door and tossed the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As hard, and as far as I could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Love would never enter there again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My heart was closed for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Then you came into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And made me change my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Just when I thought that tiny key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;was impossible to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;That's when you held out your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And proved to me I was wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Inside your palm was the key to my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;You had it all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-813267474914397782?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-1346330542139506712</id><published>2008-07-09T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:34:33.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;hmm, every wednesday i woke up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;before i go to school, my mum would ask me to buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;eggs..eggs??..of all things..reason being, because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;i just need to go downstairs to get it..and i tell u, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;very big, i mean the eggs..hah..up till now, i'm still wondering why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;the uncle decided to sell eggs in a van, every wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;under my void deck..hehe..send gf to school and now back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHQvMSjjElI/AAAAAAAAAC8/J9K0FbEzhFM/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220849756215120466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHQvMSjjElI/AAAAAAAAAC8/J9K0FbEzhFM/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;in class.i miss her..baby, thankiu for the gift and the letter..u never fail to make me love u even more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHQvp4TyY_I/AAAAAAAAADE/YVHZ37GyyVo/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220850264565769202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHQvp4TyY_I/AAAAAAAAADE/YVHZ37GyyVo/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHQvMSjjElI/AAAAAAAAAC8/J9K0FbEzhFM/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-1346330542139506712?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/1346330542139506712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=1346330542139506712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-7764943976665300642</id><published>2008-07-08T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:58:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sad story about 2 frenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;zil and rashidah - once a very lovely couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;the two lovebirds in my sec sch which everyone adores and envy. got together in sec 1, with a bit of my help. zil is my school hockey captain, humble, very skilful and decorated player..always quarrel wif him on the pitch..hehe..rashidah was my classmate, polite, humble, religious and faithful towards zil..whenever they want to meet, i will always be the middle person or i call myself, the messenger..very lovely couple indeed for 6yrs from what i can remember..then came the time where rashidah was sent to malaysia to further her islamic studies right after our 'o' levels..she stayed in selangor in a hostel of all girls..she and her sister both were pulled to go there..zil, on the other hand, is in s'pore, wif me and shahnur..i knew he had saved a lot of money, and i mean a LOT since sec 1..that's why he's very stingy..hehe..his mum especially, liked rashidah very much..but rashidah's parents dun think that zil is the right one for him..they say that zil is a sportsman and will forget about his religion..i mean, what kind of mindset is tat??..haiz..ok back to the story..one day, rashidah's religious teacher(ustazah) introduced her parents this guy, who's father is a realigious leader and a professor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;her parents quickly accepted the offer without even consulting her daughter and my good friend, zil..rashidah, being a good and faithful daughter, listened her parents and married that guy, thinking that maybe they would be happy afterwards..but even before they got married, rashidah regretted and wanted to be wif her one and only love, zil...she loves him so much..but it was too late..it's too late to turn back..how about zil??..his feelings, his love, his sacrifice, for 6 yrs plus..just because of one guy who impress rashidah's parents, their love was jeopardised..until now, at this moment, rashidah hasn't been living happily wif her husband..it's been 2 yrs already..i'm sure zil still hasn't got over this saga yet..i was only there to see and feel...i can't do anything about it at all..i told myself that i dun ever want to be in his position ..and i'm very scared and worried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; to the girls&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wanna say that u have the right to choose whoever u want for ur husband..it's not ur parents who choose for u..if they choose for u, ask them to marry the guy..it's ur future..u dun want to regret it..now is the modern time, not the ol'skul kampung style where u dunno that person and just get married..it's not the same anymore dude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-7764943976665300642?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/7764943976665300642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=7764943976665300642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7764943976665300642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/7764943976665300642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad-story-about-2-frenz.html' title='a sad story about 2 frenz'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-3123086259939903630</id><published>2008-07-08T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:06:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silantra - Usang panglima perkasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the brothers and a sister:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ahmad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;airul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;shahrin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;iman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hafiz rxz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hafiz spec3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;firenza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;azhar satay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yusri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;risman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yan yong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;faisal gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;murni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;azlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHLOu__nv1I/AAAAAAAAACs/HX5qVYsK_Es/s1600-h/Ij.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220462224923410258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHLOu__nv1I/AAAAAAAAACs/HX5qVYsK_Es/s200/Ij.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220461712022068658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHLORJSaXbI/AAAAAAAAACk/C8xVJ-V5xWo/s200/Some+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-3123086259939903630?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/3123086259939903630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=3123086259939903630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3123086259939903630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/3123086259939903630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/silantra-usang-panglima-perkasa.html' title='Silantra - Usang panglima perkasa'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9rCPFBYH8I/SHLOu__nv1I/AAAAAAAAACs/HX5qVYsK_Es/s72-c/Ij.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-4391061567253286246</id><published>2008-07-07T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:44:48.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl in the pink kebaya</title><content type='html'>I must admit that I can't take take my eyes off that lady in the pink kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her from far as she was eating the wedding 'nasi minyak' and her&lt;br /&gt;face sooo sweet, with her smile while savouring the food. I bet u, any guys who&lt;br /&gt;sees her would confirm fall in love with her. And i'll get jealous, and she's very beautiful I tell&lt;br /&gt;u..And any guys who dare come near her will sure get it from me..hehe..I very jealous u noe...As I was playing my PSP on the bench not far from the wedding area, the lady in the pink kebaya came up to me and hold me from behind..She even kiss my cheeks, saying "i love u sayang"..Oh am I so glad to be with, and loved, and cared from 'the lady in the pink kebaya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and i noe, there is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i would not do for u,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i noe, although times can be hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we will see it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;through, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm forever in love wif u"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A1_-_forever in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-4391061567253286246?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/4391061567253286246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=4391061567253286246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4391061567253286246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/4391061567253286246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/girl-in-pink-kebaya.html' title='the girl in the pink kebaya'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-2802178905857689158</id><published>2008-07-05T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T03:31:07.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seems like our first date</title><content type='html'>Supposed to work at 7pm..called wdl pt mcD and telling them that i would be late&lt;br /&gt;and can only come at 8pm..zarith:"ok abang amat, lagipun sini ada 4 rider and&lt;br /&gt;order tak banyak"..smiles cheeckily and off i went to CCK..bought chicken wrap&lt;br /&gt;for syaz coz i noe she must be really hungry..she doesn't noe that i am coming and text her saying that i have reached work..tat was at 6.45pm...waited and waited till 7pm and still no signs of her..first thing on my mind, could she have left before i reached??..i called her and ask her where she was.."i'm still in school dear" she said..i was relieved..my hands and legs were trembling like i'm going out on a date wif her for the first time...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't forget that day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i felt really guilty..at 7.04pm, she appeared at the front gate..she walked to the bus-stop and i followed from behind..the bus came and she chased..i had to chase it too until she suddenly turn behind and saw me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"i knew i had to see u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                       i knew that u want to see me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                      i am so very sorry to make u suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     i feel it, i regretted it and i know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     u dun deserve it..sayang, u're the best thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    that happened to me, &lt;strong&gt;i love u&lt;/strong&gt;, i need u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    u're too good to be true..dun ever leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                    sweetheart..forever love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2802178905857689158?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2802178905857689158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2802178905857689158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2802178905857689158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1569695212258363824/posts/default/2802178905857689158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/2008/07/seems-like-our-first-date.html' title='seems like our first date'/><author><name>YanTZeN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11501558145794746149</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-1569695212258363824.post-2585042648332952557</id><published>2008-07-04T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:36:44.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>philosophy from "gandhi"</title><content type='html'>This faci is soo irritating, she asks too much questions&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the class conference in MSN and critisize her.&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic is on 'knowledge'..I realise that i need to have&lt;br /&gt;some knowledge on certain things. Working later at 7pm to 2am&lt;br /&gt;and i miss syaz alot today. Haiz, sorry sweetheart, u are such a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;darling and I love u very much sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She's my only one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave her all my love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; even though my mum says no,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I just go on and on".. - mocca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-2585042648332952557?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/2585042648332952557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=2585042648332952557' title='0 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i never thought that it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would go this far..i love u &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wif all my heart, darling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please forgive me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-1552508351404015351?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/1552508351404015351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1569695212258363824.post-1363974094346883477</id><published>2008-07-04T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:13:19.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quiet day for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is my first time writing this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i may suck in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;baby, if u happen to read this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am so totally sorry dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love u more than anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today is cognitive and the faci is a lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wif the name 'Gandhi'..it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not many people in the class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it seems like a quiet day, waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for u to log in to msn and msg me on the hp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;still waiting, and waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1569695212258363824-1363974094346883477?l=yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yantzenrodriguez.blogspot.com/feeds/1363974094346883477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1569695212258363824&amp;postID=1363974094346883477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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