<?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-221078348350256578</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:12:58.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firzan||Blaze</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-4530019711088448865</id><published>2009-12-31T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:00:14.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me start off by saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sorry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's been months since i last posted. I actually thought of killing this blog... But anyway, i decided to write another.. FOR THE NEW YEAR.. 2010. YAYAYAYAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to langkawi a while back and had a great time. Boat ride, cable car, fish spa blahblahblah.. And just yesterday i watched alvin and the chipmunks 2 which i thought was really cute but short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know this is a reallyreally short post but i kinda lost interest so bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&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/221078348350256578-4530019711088448865?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4530019711088448865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-me-start-off-by-saying-sorry-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4530019711088448865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4530019711088448865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-me-start-off-by-saying-sorry-its.html' title=''/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-6983697075357262755</id><published>2009-10-15T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:29:56.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is great when exams ar over. :)</title><content type='html'>Wednesday.. EOYs are over.. YAYs! Yesterday went out with the guys.. (Me, Azheem, Raihan, Syafiq, Sugih, Alvin, Darrell, Rico, Cher Don,&amp;nbsp;Zachary and Aaron [Brendon-Half-way disappear]) went out to E-hub yesterday to mainly bowl and cycle at Pasir Ris Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around thre games of bowling then went to eat at Macs. Upsized my meal and stuffed fries up my nose. AH... weird smell of saltysalty fries... stole fries and blahblah.. then we didnt know where to go.. so we eventually went to Pasir Ris park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cycle to one end and back to the shop to buy water than cycle some more.. than go back shop.. then go playground.. play the spinning thing until syafiq cannot take it any more.. Hahaha so crappy. and then we realised we only had 5 mins to cycle back.. so like mat motor, we chiong cycle all the way back.. Pro ah? We made it you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we rushed home, we play one more game of bowling...&amp;nbsp; this time slightly better.. and i reached at 7.30. and suddenly my mum scold me, which is unusual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went for the stupid maths olympiad thing, which i dont really understand... then after that went to e-hub again and played three more games of bowlig. SO FUN!! now my entire right hand a bit pain and not forgetting my "rock-hard" abs, must be the cycling thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah got to go relax.. till whenever, K BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-6983697075357262755?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/6983697075357262755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-great-when-exams-ar-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6983697075357262755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6983697075357262755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-great-when-exams-ar-over.html' title='Life is great when exams ar over. :)'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-2811356349317389</id><published>2009-09-30T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:10:08.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw the EOYs..</title><content type='html'>The EOY(EndOfYear for idiots) are coming. So, basically i won't be updating a long post for about.. well... until the exams are over. don't worry. I promise i'll update. In the meantime just keep our cool. I'm outta here. Gotta study..&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-2811356349317389?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/2811356349317389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/screw-eoys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2811356349317389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2811356349317389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/screw-eoys.html' title='Screw the EOYs..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-332215960694573925</id><published>2009-09-23T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T07:00:28.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RayaMania!</title><content type='html'>Haha! Selamat Hari Raya to all my homies out there. Everybody's in the mood to pay others a visit and for the those like us, this a great opportunity to make bug bucks. Personally speaking, I've done pretty well. Now, I just need to stop myself from spending the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IGNITE project is done. After spending hours and hours of rushing out work as fast as we can (mostly me and azheem), we are free!!! No more pressure. FOR THIS YEAR. Anyway, the presentation earlier kinda screwed up. Mdm Soh came in during our presentation and asked MANYMANY questions. Immediately, we all blur. Ah, forget it. Just nod head enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, the exams are much closer and I'm not ready. Wait, who cares. NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, well. I'm all out of ideas. OOH YEAH. Raya family picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqa0JUR9E_4/Srh2aCvvrWI/AAAAAAAABoI/py2tA8yh-ko/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqa0JUR9E_4/Srh2aCvvrWI/AAAAAAAABoI/py2tA8yh-ko/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;K, that's it. If you have anything to say, just vomment on my tagborad. Have a nice day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Signing off,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Firzan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&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/221078348350256578-332215960694573925?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/332215960694573925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/rayamania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/332215960694573925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/332215960694573925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/rayamania.html' title='RayaMania!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_dqa0JUR9E_4/Srh2aCvvrWI/AAAAAAAABoI/py2tA8yh-ko/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-3552060050965849352</id><published>2009-09-18T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:59:52.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As the celebration approaches</title><content type='html'>Hey, that time of the year is almost here again. Where we meet up with people and give money to me :) Its almost raya. TOMORROW!! Anyway, apart from that, I just want to make a decent income for this short period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these few days, I've been really thirsty. No being able to drink water or eat. Man, that sucks. Anyway, today, I came home just in time to make ketupat with daddy. Haha, I'm always stuck halfway. *Sucker... I had a big dinner today but i kinda had a sore throat so, i couldn't enjoy my meal. Dammit. My sis came home late and just when i thought daddy was gonna yell at her, my sis said that she wanted to go to the toilet really bad. The funny part was daddy started moonwalking to waste time. HAHAHA. Daddy so cute. :) I inherit from him you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i haven't mentioned about my ca2, right? SUCKED.. Well, at least i passed. So yay me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really got to get a life. Anyway, i better get my ass moving. Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: to the malays out there, Selamat Hari Raya In Advance of one day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3552060050965849352?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3552060050965849352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-celebration-approaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3552060050965849352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3552060050965849352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-celebration-approaches.html' title='As the celebration approaches'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3353578107004789646</id><published>2009-09-08T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:37:48.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a boring holiday</title><content type='html'>So much for september holidays. i am so not enjoying this. believe me. this sucks. anyway, hari raya's coming up and a LOT of things haven't been done to make the house look good for guests to drool at the doorstep when they get it. i'll be going to johor on thursday to buy stuff so don't bother waiting for me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uhm, i'll also be out tomorrow. basically the whole day. but dont worry, i'll try to be online at night. anyway, since i've got nothing else to say, here's a little crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE CRAP SECTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, I've been doing a lot of thinking actually. Maybe too much. And I realised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;-I am really skinny. (Trust me. You may not think it's too bad. But when i went back to primary school...)&lt;br /&gt;-I've been doing a lot of holiday workouts. (Now that I've got time, I might as well work on those abs. :P)&lt;br /&gt;-I haven't played the guitar in a long time. (The high E string rusted.)&lt;br /&gt;-I've being losing focus. (I was supposed to pour sugar into a container, but I poured salt instead. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;-I think my bald spot's starting to disappear. (YES!!! Finally, the cursed spot is gone!!)&lt;br /&gt;-I am starting to have stomachaches. (So much for eating two plates of spaghetti bolognese and more)&lt;br /&gt;-I spend a lot of money. (Yeah, I know. People say I'm thrifty, but this is my little habit..)&lt;br /&gt;-I keep saying that I want to get this done, but in the end.. (Eg: A nice blogskin, that unfinished instrumental I was composing)&lt;br /&gt;-I should stop thinking about her.. (It just doesn't seem to work out.. I'll think of something.)&lt;br /&gt;-I've downloaded too many things onto my computer. (Now, it's lagging like hell. Hard disk almost full.)&lt;br /&gt;-I am an unhappy person. (Ah, screw it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for today. I'll try to crap for entertainment. So, buhbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3353578107004789646?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3353578107004789646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-boring-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3353578107004789646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3353578107004789646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-boring-holiday.html' title='Its a boring holiday'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5118467289646292658</id><published>2009-08-28T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:18:10.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW. Almost one week already..</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've been fasting for almost a week now and uhm, well, so far so good. I can control temptations okay.. Anyway, my hair kinda screwed up. Dammit. I don't want to talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the drama infusion turned out pretty okay.. We didn't quite screw up. In fact, teacher said it was great. Good job guys. Me? I lied down, DEAD. It's my role but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, today, during PE, we played frisbee(however you spell it) and we kicked ass. AT FIRST. Then, Mr Tng help them and we lost focus or something then we lose. Me, sugih, alvin, azheem, rico, david. We start only, play chiong. So much for playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for common test, i didn't do so bad. Got a few As and Bs. Not many Cs and Ds. So yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I think i better go. So have a great week ahead. Peace out (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5118467289646292658?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5118467289646292658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-almost-one-week-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5118467289646292658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5118467289646292658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-almost-one-week-already.html' title='WOW. Almost one week already..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-4854692791342989167</id><published>2009-08-23T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T07:03:19.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the fasting begin!</title><content type='html'>Hi, i haven't been updating for a while. SO, let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it's back again. It's that time of the year when we Muslims start fasting again.Actually, unlike what most of you feel, fasting isn't quite a bad thing. Sure, go 15+ hours with no food or water (no exceptions). Anyway, uhm, it helps to clear intestines (or so my dad thinks). Keeps me "fit". And uh, I dont' get wait. It doesn't actually help me considering that i'm quite skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the previous week was full of tests and i was kinda stressed out. Now, that it's over, I can have a decent break. (: So, on friday, after school, me, haziq, david, alvin, darrell, rico, tammy, wenli, anna and lynn went to cathay cineleisure to watch The Proposal. It's a really good show. I teared. (Please lah. I not so emotional k..) It was pretty funny. Blahblahblah. Walked around a while and yeah. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's basically it. I'm SO not looking forward to the following weeks because i'm gonna be on a DIET. So, yeah. BYE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-4854692791342989167?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4854692791342989167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-fasting-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4854692791342989167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4854692791342989167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-fasting-begin.html' title='Let the fasting begin!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-9036245386435630953</id><published>2009-08-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T06:40:31.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never underestimate old women ever again.</title><content type='html'>Yes, NEVER. You want to know why? I was playing badminton with my sis when suddenly these two ladies, probably in their 50s, asked to play a double. I paired up with one of them, while my sis paired up with another. I saw them play a few times. Definitely not the kind you'd like to mess with. And when I played today, I couldn't catch my breath. I didn't know old ladies could kick ass. Big time. I am so disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the goddamn test are coming already. I'm quite prepared. But, i'm kinda nervous. I can't afford to do bad. All the way Firzan! And to all of you out there, good luck for your tests and whatever. So, yeah. This is random. But i hope i get a bronze/silver for napfa. FAT HOPE FOR GOLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I really hope the transaction is successful. I wanna earn big bucks. If I do, I will be so @#$%ing happy.&amp;nbsp; I can finally get my Strat. :) Good luck for myslef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S : 4 more days to verdict of transaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-9036245386435630953?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/9036245386435630953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-never-underestimate-old-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9036245386435630953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9036245386435630953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-never-underestimate-old-women.html' title='I will never underestimate old women ever again.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5815971542364307859</id><published>2009-08-13T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:21:57.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so what now?</title><content type='html'>So here comes a blog post. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, well today, did my 2.4 run and i just realised that my legs are not as strong as it used to be. I used to be able to run. Now, i run like dying cat. Nah not that bad. I did pretty bad but i dont care. At least my upper body strength is better... (SHOW OFF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of poibt. Okay back to my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, well miss lee once again made science lessons a pain in the upper left corner of my backside. Or was it the upper right. Whatever. And then after school went to maths remedial. YEAP, my maths is bad. I think i'm gonna do bad for the common tests. I am so dead.... Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. That's basically it. Ermm yeah so byes. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5815971542364307859?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5815971542364307859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-what-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5815971542364307859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5815971542364307859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-what-now.html' title='Okay, so what now?'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3873765035406932903</id><published>2009-08-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T07:22:10.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day!!</title><content type='html'>Happy 44th birthday to Singapore! Today was a pretty awesome day and I am currently not looking forward to tomorrow. Yay! sucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, my family went to kiasu at Metro sale at Expo. You know, sometimes, I just don't get it. We go to almost every sale at Expo. STOP IT LAH DEH! I so need a break. And later went to Bedok corner. Go buy food and went home to watch the NDP on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i've got nothing else to talk about. So i better get going and not further waste your time. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3873765035406932903?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3873765035406932903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-national-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3873765035406932903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3873765035406932903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-2339798901039444152</id><published>2009-08-08T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T03:03:03.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 50th post!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is really random and all but HAPPY 50TH POST!!! I should SOOO host a party for this. But the problem is, everyone must think that i have no life. So CANCELLED. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, since i've got nothing better to do, i've decided to write a post. Probably a more detailed one than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the national day celebration at school and i was busy walking around, blocking people's views just to snap a mere 70 photos. I CAN SO DO BETTER THAN THAT. "-_-&amp;nbsp; And later, me haziq azheem and anna went out to watch the movie UP. Too bad me and azheem never get to watch GI JOE. DAMN IT! Never mind lah azheem. Some other time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so far today, I've been youtube-ing and nobody's online to chat with. Where's the fun in that? I've been planning to compose a song, but i just leave the software on and continue youtube-ing. Uh, okay maybe i'll start soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and if you want to know what i'm watching, I'm watching Nigahiga, Kevjumba, Smosh, Fred and some animal planet show, untamed and uncut. It's really interesting, watch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I better get started on my song. So goodbye. Hope to write again really soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-2339798901039444152?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/2339798901039444152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-50th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2339798901039444152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2339798901039444152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-50th-post.html' title='Happy 50th post!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-1299769215065331363</id><published>2009-08-06T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:35:04.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firzan, No Longer Emo.</title><content type='html'>Round of applause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Firzan is NO LONGER emo!! Yay! Bring in the cheerleaders!! Okay, so yeah. I finally thought that I have been wasting 4 days, 18 hours, 43 minutes and 32 seconds of my life emoing and currently I quit! Wait, 35 seconds. 36. 37.38.39.40.41.42.43... Damn, it never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah anyways, today was prtty awkward. Everybody was pretty much excited for tomorrow. It's partay time! Celebrate the nation's birthday. As I've said before, I don't really care. So, yay? Today was a pretty long day. Played Murderer for a long time at Anna's house. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna be pretty busy tomorrow. And if you're wondering if I'm free tomorrow, then you're out of luck. I've got plans tomorrow. "PLANS". So err yeah. I so need to put pictures on this place. It's so boring, it's almost llike a graveyard. I WON'T LET THAT HAPPEN!! I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I guess that's it. Enjoy the long weekend and BYEBYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-1299769215065331363?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/1299769215065331363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/firzan-no-longer-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1299769215065331363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1299769215065331363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/firzan-no-longer-emo.html' title='Firzan, No Longer Emo.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-9054169999514192891</id><published>2009-08-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:22:59.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firzan says HALLO!!</title><content type='html'>Yup, wrong spelling. I know. So, uh. Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So comes another weekend. But however, I'm not really geting the chance to get some proper rest to gear myself up for the upcoming week. I suppose its gonna be a pretty busy week. So, uh, happy birthday Singapour, Singapura, Singapore, whatever. Who cares? Not me. Subtract one person from the total number of people celebrating national day. Sad story for Singapore. very disappointing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i would say that the coming week is gonna suck.. On friday, i'm on photo-taking duty and guess what? Monday duties are back. So sad. Go with the flow. So, on monday got home econs and its the real cooking test. And tomorrow can't go out and have to help momma (yeah right, momma) do the catering stuff again. More stuff to carry. Calm down... Patience is a virtue (Like that matters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here ends another lovely post about what i think about my life. Which sucks. (I'm waiting for someone to add colour ro my dulldull life) &amp;lt;- I'm serious. Sad for all waiting for me out there (yeah right. i bet that there's less than 2) OKOK, i'm going out of topic. So, have a great week ahead. Enjoy the weekend. And hope to write another breathtaking post again. With that, thank you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-9054169999514192891?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/9054169999514192891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/firzan-says-hallo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9054169999514192891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9054169999514192891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/08/firzan-says-hallo.html' title='Firzan says HALLO!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-6665307888148579755</id><published>2009-07-28T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:18:27.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hais... If only..</title><content type='html'>Hais... Very emo leh.. How ah? Go doctor? Or cut myself with a chainsaw? I don't kno. But what I do know is that I'm feeling very the emo right now. Sad right? I was just thinking about some stuff and almost started crying. (Yes, indeed. I do cry. When I've got nothing better to do.) Anyway, if you want to know what happened today, just hold on a bit while I emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Wait, I just started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't be impatient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Begin emo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If only, I could turn time around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe, things would turn out better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*Sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-(Wipes off tears.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, well. ERRHEMM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was pretty normal as usual. Had to stay back to for CCA. And also complete my history homework. Blahblahblah.. then got CCA. Did 99% nothing. i didn't really want to take part in the competition because I felt that i needed a break. (I've been really busy, y'know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really exhausted. Like I just finished jogging around Singapore. Man, I am growing weaker by the day. See lah, never train right? Busy lah. See? Now I become weakling already. Never do weightlifting right? WEAK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap it all up, I just want to have peaceful holiday where I can sleep 24/7. SERIOUSLY. So with that, I end my speech. Wait, I already do mah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I might be changing blogskin if i can find a nice picture for the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE. Screw you. JKJK. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-6665307888148579755?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/6665307888148579755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hais-if-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6665307888148579755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6665307888148579755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hais-if-only.html' title='Hais... If only..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-7260544222918643695</id><published>2009-07-25T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T06:42:32.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break.. Big time..</title><content type='html'>Hey, uh, updates on the way. But, before i begin, i want to carry out an important survey on whether i should change the blogskin one more time, to a nicer one. Apparently, i've received feedback that my blog appears kinda messy. Well, leave a tag and tell me what you think. Thanks. On to the updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem.. Well, today started off pretty rough. I woke up at 6.30 and stayed in the toilet until ard 6.50? I was just staring at the walls. Yup, no sleeping. Dreaming.. Anyway, got ready. Call azheem a while. then BUHBYE. out of the house. muahahaha!! Took circle line for the first time (look, i was too busy to try it out...) then change to the RED line and went to newton. Waited for the Malay people. Then, walk and chitchat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was quitte cool.. But a bit too FRNCHy. I've learned a new french word, HOMME which means GUYS (at the toilet) Anyway, me and azheem met our tkgs friends and yeah, talk abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some food and went home, while azheem go out with the rest. I was supposed to go kenduri at my aunt's house. but i was so tired i fell asleep. Until, my parents left. SO SORRY, KAI!! Ehm.. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than that, everything's pretty fine. So yeah, don't forget to tag. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya, Firzan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-7260544222918643695?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/7260544222918643695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-break-big-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7260544222918643695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7260544222918643695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-break-big-time.html' title='I need a break.. Big time..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5273562027825702017</id><published>2009-07-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:26:11.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I need to sleep.....</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys. I'm really tired. I seriously think that i need to sleep. Nevertheless, damn it all. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, pretty cool. Geographhy was fun as usual with Ms Razie. Yay her! She told us about th keropok lady which was kinda creepy and when we were told that she was at bedok north and tampines area, Azheem, Syafiq and David totally freaked out. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. Anything else?? Not too sure. Oh yeah, I might go to Bugis Street sometime soon and find some stuff. So err yeah. I got nothing and i feel like sleeping. So goodbye. SHOO. &lt;br /&gt;BE GONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5273562027825702017?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5273562027825702017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-i-need-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5273562027825702017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5273562027825702017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-i-need-to-sleep.html' title='Hey I need to sleep.....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-4262741018745612759</id><published>2009-07-14T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:08:07.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn.... Nothing to do...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the title is not exactly true. I am doing something which is BLOGGIN. Muahaha. Anyway, let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, hmmm.... There was Music, nothing much. History, okok. English, not too bad. recess, nasty. The other guys, karthi and the others made up this nasty drink, french fries, vegetables, 7-up and whatever. I wanted to drink but the french fry not halal. SO GOOD BOY. :) Well after recess, public speaking, not pubic speaking. Ehem.. I presented my speech today and he said that it was really good. Liar. JKJK. Don't hunt me mr sng. maths was okay and science, as usual a terrible nightmare. Well, ever since we changed teachers. i don't quite like the new teacher. Now, that i think about it, i think mrs yap is way better than my current&amp;nbsp;teacher. Hais....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of IGNITE projects today. Can't wait till it's all over. I'll finally stop suffering under all the stress. So much work and projects!! And after school, me and azheem escape to videoworld and ate whole lot of food. Not that much. We watch tv until like 4.30. So that's around two whole hours. We watched Guiness world records and there was this guy who died while placing 4 layers of concrete blocks on his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, he didn't die for real. i mean only temporary. Scared sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ther than all of that crap, today's okok lah. So with that, seeya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-4262741018745612759?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4262741018745612759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/yawn-nothing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4262741018745612759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4262741018745612759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/yawn-nothing-to-do.html' title='Yawn.... Nothing to do...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-1292847310573030590</id><published>2009-07-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T04:35:31.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new look..</title><content type='html'>Hey, Firzan here. I've managed to find time to actually complete my blogskin. No criticism. It's my first attempt at a blogskin so if it sucks, keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days of school have been pretty rough, lots of projects. I'm pretty stressed out. But i need a good grade, so i have to force myself to finish all my projects. ermm, other thn that, pretty okay. I seriously got to catch up with my fitness. NAPFA's up next week and i'm not quite prepared so, DAMN. Looks like i'm gonna get bronze or nothing. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. so with that, i greet goodbye.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-1292847310573030590?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/1292847310573030590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/whole-new-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1292847310573030590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1292847310573030590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/07/whole-new-look.html' title='A whole new look..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-8873058246597343117</id><published>2009-06-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers Movie = Pretty Good</title><content type='html'>Woots, I'm back! Just watched the Transformers Movie 2 : Revenge Of The Fallen. Awesome man! I didn't believe that the Live newspaper gave it a rating of HALF A STAR. Stupid right? I want to kill the guy/lady. JKJK. I feel that the movie was pretty good. You know what? I'm going to summarise it in point form. If you don't like spoilers, RUN AWAY! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-"The Fallen" is actually a robot that wanted to have his revenge over the humans. &lt;br /&gt;-His disciple is non other than Megatron.&lt;br /&gt;-A millenia ago, the Primes and also "The Fallen" spread all over he universe, looking for a Sun to use to gain energy to carry on its species. &lt;br /&gt;-"The Fallen" came to Earth wanting to use the Sun. But they had a war with primitive Man.&lt;br /&gt;-In order to use the Sun and obtain its energy, The Matrix was used.&lt;br /&gt;-The Primes, sealed the Matrix in a Tomb in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;-The last Prime alive, Optimus Prime gets killed by Megatron.&lt;br /&gt;-Sam sees symbols in his head which actually shows him where to go to find the Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;-He uses the Matrix to revive Optimus in the final battle against the Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;-Ex-decepticon robot, jetfire is revived to help decode the symbols. (cranky old robot)&lt;br /&gt;-Inn the final battle, Optimus gets an extreme upgrade when Jetfire sacrifices his body to Optimus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-8873058246597343117?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8873058246597343117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-movie-pretty-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8873058246597343117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8873058246597343117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-movie-pretty-good.html' title='Transformers Movie = Pretty Good'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-830448713940933680</id><published>2009-06-22T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, it's been a while since i last updated. So, let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the arrival of our new KIA CERATO FORTE. I kinda miss our old car. Sniff. This new car is so fat, my parents can't park the car straight. So sad.... Anyway, what else... Oh yeah passed by the showroom for last payment and spotted an indian man viewing our car. If he buys it, and we see it on the road... SO SADDD.... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated father's day at aunts house. Quite fun la. Atok' so quiet sia. LOTS TO EAT.. WOOHOO!!! the next day, went to another aunts house to EAT some more. I'm starting to wonder how come I eat like a monster and not grow fat. The guys (yup, you too kai.) were there on both days. So, we weren't so lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already went for my dentaal appointment at school yesterday. THREE FILLINGS. That's right. Drill three holes. Fill three holes. Didn't hurt that much. So YAHOO!. In primary school, kinda hurt. Yeowch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing else, really. I just want to enjoy myself on the last weekk of the holidays. That's right. NO EXTRA HOLIDAYS. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the premiere of transformers. Gonna watch it with Kai and the others. So Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;em&gt;insert name here&amp;gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-830448713940933680?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/830448713940933680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-its-been-while-since-i-last-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/830448713940933680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/830448713940933680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-its-been-while-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-696664078638891378</id><published>2009-06-15T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hais.. So boring</title><content type='html'>Hey dudes and dudettes, nice to meet you guys again. I'm really awfully bored. How's your holidays. LOL. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you know what? Speaking of holidays, truthfully speaking, in my life, THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A HOLIDAY. It's just one of those days where&amp;nbsp;i get extra hours for doing MORE WORK. Sad right? Who needs a hug? LOL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, if you guys want to know what i've been doing, it's my pleasure to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOUSE CHORES, HOMEWORK, ASSESSMENT BOOKS, MORE CHORES and most importantly, GET YELLED AT. :(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back already? Oh okay. Uhm, what else. Oh yeah. This garbage needs a makeover. I might consider changing the blogskin. So, yeah. Oh yeah, leave a tag while you're here. So with that, BYEBYE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-696664078638891378?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/696664078638891378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hais-so-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/696664078638891378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/696664078638891378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hais-so-boring.html' title='Hais.. So boring'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-8683590902135779702</id><published>2009-06-09T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Over Flowers???</title><content type='html'>Due to the overwhelming number of people watching this show, I declare that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what this Korean epic show has got to do with someone like me. Well you know what??? I WATCHED THE WHOLE GODDAMN SEASON WAYYYY BEFORE THE SHOW WAS RELEASED ON CHANNEL U. So you know what? TAKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show's really nice. Romantic. Dramatic. I would rate it 5/5. FANTASTIC!!!!! If you want to know the ending, you can always call me. I'll be glad to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I GTG BYE. (lazy to update about my day"-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-8683590902135779702?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8683590902135779702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-over-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8683590902135779702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8683590902135779702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-over-flowers.html' title='Boys Over Flowers???'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-8970331696847594328</id><published>2009-06-05T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holiday Update - 1st week so far</title><content type='html'>Hey people. It was great so far. Really tiring but kinda bored at home. UPDATES coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay emas camp at pulau ubin. MAN, that was awesome. Took the bumboat and the stupid uncle go stop halfway. boat go up and down. woohs.&amp;nbsp; first we cooked roti jala/kirai and also kuih dadah. i eat a lot of them aat home so i knew how to cook. when i do demo, paiseh sia. the skin tear while i was trying to scoop it up. "-_-&amp;nbsp; After that we do ketupat. 1 word. FAILURE. i cannot do sia. forgot. &lt;br /&gt;after that, go for a walk at chek jawa, really nice view and all until we came across a... at the end.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CREEPY SIA...&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and ate chicken rice (man that was delicious) and went for the traditional games.i only want to talk about the gasing part. DAMN funny. we play in the house. me azheem haziq were in the same group. 90% of the time when we throw the gasing hit something like a tin can or a water bottle or even the door.&lt;br /&gt;the last stop was doing batik painting. i dare say that mine sucked. BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the humour thing but i dont really want to talk about it. there was also the silat thing. and i dont want to talk about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting. we had a trip to taman warisan.took pictures but really lazy to upload. after that me azheem haziq wen to eat at prime prata and went to punggol plaza when i met my cousin. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days after that were REALLY boring. spending hours at the computer. well, i'm going out soon. so yeah. GOOD night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-8970331696847594328?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8970331696847594328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holiday-update-1st-week-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8970331696847594328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8970331696847594328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holiday-update-1st-week-so-far.html' title='June Holiday Update - 1st week so far'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-6324577747399128392</id><published>2009-05-29T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE HOLIDAYS BEGIN</title><content type='html'>Greetings, my fellow blog readers. Welcome to my blog. I have good news and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that the June Holidays have started! 1 whole month of relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that I have homework to do and the first week involves excursions and what not. PITY THE LITTLE DUDE. Tiring you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't really planned what to do for the day. And I had to skip the Cedar Sports Carnival. If you wish to know, I do not wish to speak about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really excited. yesterday, I collected my report book. man, troublesome. It was so embarrassing. Mother kept complaining about my results in front of the teachers. HAH, SO PAI SEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charity bazaar on thursday was quite a success.. I got wasted by the water bombs. I love getting wet!!! "-_-&lt;br /&gt;At around 10.20, me azheem wenli haziq tammy and eunice went to the haunted house of ms razie's class. so funny!!! i said o all the "ghosts" i met. han jie(student coucil president) droppd his head on me when we sat down, towards the end.. quite heavy. felt like shaking him off. someone grabbed my leg from under the table. and guess what? i pulled the hand and slammed it against the table leg. SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i dont really have anything else tto say. so good bye! and keep tagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-6324577747399128392?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/6324577747399128392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-holidays-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6324577747399128392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6324577747399128392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-holidays-begin.html' title='LET THE HOLIDAYS BEGIN'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-2795667798050220790</id><published>2009-05-18T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.. The fun's over..</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, exams just finished recently. And i was hoping to get lots of rest. Unfortunately, time's up already. School continues tomorrow and i don't quite like it. Oh well, looks like i have to wait for the next weekend. I'm really exhausted. Let's look back at what happened during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now? i guess this is it. goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-2795667798050220790?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/2795667798050220790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-fun-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2795667798050220790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2795667798050220790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-fun-over.html' title='Sigh.. The fun&amp;#39;s over..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-6246733903579498469</id><published>2009-05-15T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS are over!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's about time.... But, exams are finally over after months of anticipation. That simply means.. PARTY TIME!! Raise the roof!! OOH OOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i did celebrate the end of the exams. and boy, it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and azheem and haziq and anna and lynn and wenli went out to relax after two whole weeks of examinations. we watched a movie, ate lunch, took pictures and emo-ed and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. i'm not gonna tell you the details in case i get into trouble. Go check out those i've mentioned. till then, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't kill my taboard.. I"M NOT DESPERATE.. I JUST FEEL SORRY FOR MY TAGBOARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-6246733903579498469?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/6246733903579498469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6246733903579498469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6246733903579498469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-over.html' title='EXAMS are over!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-1299430551635315100</id><published>2009-05-08T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams. detest.....</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, its exam week and you all know what that means. thats right. STRESS. everybody's gonna suffer from this crisis. who shall save us? no one. hahahaha. lame. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one whole week of exams really tired me out. but taking a break with my guys really calmed me down. i'll just give a rough idea of what happened after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-went to tammy's house to study. i almost fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-hmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenesday-go geylang east library to study. also went east point and hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;thursday-went to airport to chillax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today-went to marine parade library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i emoed like 90% of the time... so yeah. i'm in bbig trouble for using the com. so i gtg.bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-1299430551635315100?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/1299430551635315100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-detest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1299430551635315100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1299430551635315100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-detest.html' title='Exams. detest.....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3174316938370296794</id><published>2009-05-03T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Happy Birthday to me! (two days ago)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Two days ago......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He wanted the ultimate birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell asleep...."-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps. Yes indeed it was my birthday two days ago. &lt;br /&gt;to those who wished me a good birthday, many thanks. to those who didn't, well... GOOD LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my family went out for dinner. First, we went to metro sale 'cause apprently, my sisters and mother wanted to go. So, me and dad.. Sad story for us. eventually, we bought more stuff than the ladies. (TAKE THAT LOSERS!!! JKJK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to eat at lohn john silver's at hougang mall. the cashier was really nice. but i could sense the feeling of being pissed off. well, she managed to hide it from everyone else but not me... CAUSE I AM THE BIRTHDAY BOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Rh3wxYyI/AAAAAAAAADM/h-Gk4v8AY0s/s1600-h/DSC00421%5B2%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, i don't want to explain anything else. Cause i dont know what to. so, uh.. bye. Good luck for your exams and what not. (PS: below are pics of my b'dae)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1SD8VjY3I/AAAAAAAAADU/4IEW6u1-8Ho/s1600-h/DSC00424%5B2%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1SD8VjY3I/AAAAAAAAADU/4IEW6u1-8Ho/s320/DSC00424%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Rh3wxYyI/AAAAAAAAADM/h-Gk4v8AY0s/s1600-h/DSC00421%5B2%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Rh3wxYyI/AAAAAAAAADM/h-Gk4v8AY0s/s320/DSC00421%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RZM9sC2I/AAAAAAAAADE/AiAhHUdeTD4/s1600-h/DSC00416%5B2%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RZM9sC2I/AAAAAAAAADE/AiAhHUdeTD4/s320/DSC00416%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RIfbU6-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/uIj4deg-qRs/s1600-h/DSC00394%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RIfbU6-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/uIj4deg-qRs/s320/DSC00394%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RRaOt_CI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DPZ7SO-rRCg/s1600-h/DSC00396%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1RRaOt_CI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DPZ7SO-rRCg/s320/DSC00396%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Q_qL_PNI/AAAAAAAAACs/KFJ5irAQRrA/s1600-h/DSC00429%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Q_qL_PNI/AAAAAAAAACs/KFJ5irAQRrA/s320/DSC00429%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1QZinYObI/AAAAAAAAACk/9wnvq5KsC-w/s1600-h/DSC00436%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1QZinYObI/AAAAAAAAACk/9wnvq5KsC-w/s320/DSC00436%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3174316938370296794?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3174316938370296794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-happy-birthday-to-me-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3174316938370296794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3174316938370296794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-happy-birthday-to-me-two.html' title='Happy Happy Happy Birthday to me! (two days ago)'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1SD8VjY3I/AAAAAAAAADU/4IEW6u1-8Ho/s72-c/DSC00424%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-271121603226079535</id><published>2009-04-24T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day to day.... Exactly one week to ME B'DAY!</title><content type='html'>before i begin, yes. what you see in the title is indeed true. my birthday is always on a holiday. so, i can relax, but i won't feel the thrill of enjoying it with me "homies". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, i got back history test and indeed i had the lowest score, a miserable fail. but nevermind, FAILURE IS A STEP CLOSER TO SUCCESS! so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at PE we were supposed to thrash the &lt;em&gt;opponent&lt;/em&gt; (muahaha) but in the end we ended up jogging three rounds around the school perimeter. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, we stayed back a while and later chilled out with haziq and azheem..... we took the same bus as wenli and apparently, she was eager to leave the bus (what's the big deal??) we relaxed at TM and later T1. azheem haziq and me took a bus to serangoon interchange. azheem dropped off somewhere at tampines. we chilled. bought crackers and went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats pretty much it. so goodbye. and on 30 april or 1 may, don't forget to wish me happy birthday. i have a feeling its not gonna be a great one. so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-271121603226079535?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/271121603226079535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-to-day-exactly-one-week-to-me-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/271121603226079535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/271121603226079535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-to-day-exactly-one-week-to-me-b.html' title='The day to day.... Exactly one week to ME B&amp;#39;DAY!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-8496075468766491815</id><published>2009-04-20T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday and obviously, TODAY........</title><content type='html'>You must be really bored that I keep saying "HEY GUYS!" or stuff like that. Today, it's gonna be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREETINGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, that was different, was it? HAHAHAHAHA. LAME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was great. I haad great dinner. CHILLI CRAB, FISH, MASHED POTATOES...... and ice kacang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kae zy was definitely what i call the ice kacang maniac. she broke down the ice and kept laughin like a maniac hahahahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;she added so much colouring, it looked like paint! our teeth and tongue turned blue and was hard to wash off!! NOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today, me and haziq were chitchatting in the bus, when this fat lady sat on the chair in front of us so forcefully, the chair made a loud sound as though it exploded. lolololol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, that's it! i gotta go asap. my mum is gonna slaughter me bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-8496075468766491815?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8496075468766491815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-and-obviously-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8496075468766491815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8496075468766491815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-and-obviously-today.html' title='Yesterday and obviously, TODAY........'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3342307664121445745</id><published>2009-04-18T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TK SPORTS DAY. JENGJENGJENG.....</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. thanks for the dramatic music. Welcome to another post of.... My-Flaming-Life.blogspot.com, organised by Blaze a.k.a Firzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, yesterday was ****ing fun. We waited for wenli to finish her history retest yesterday after school which ended early. there was me haziq azheem anna and lynn. after wenli was done, which se said ended early, we took 43 (i think) to PP. we walked around like some weirdos (mostly me) and later went to 77th street and they wanted to buy bands and i was like "remember! window shopping!" and i suppose all are angry at me! hahaha. save money! my mother must have brainwashed me! just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we took 197 to bedok interchange and when we turned around to see what bus was behind us.. OMG 31!!!!&amp;nbsp; HAZIQ!!! Then, we reached bedok interchange at around 2.20 and rushed to take 24 to the stadium. it was really fun at the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, when they tested the gun, it scared the crap out of me as i had my back turned. later, wenli and anna and lynn came to einstein area and well, nothing much really happened. i drank so many cups of milo, i went to the toilet&amp;nbsp; a few times. Hey, bladder full lah! Later wenli and lynn came back so i grabbed milo for her. and what else ah.... hmmm.... oh yeah. karthi was acting like so hilarious. i was laughing so hard was rolling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, was the cheering. rutherford's mascot had an R on his ass. it could have been his back but it just had to be his ass. hahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, me haziq tammy eunice azheem wenli anna syafiq david (any more?) went home eunice took bus halfway, david and syafiq walked home. in the end me haziq azheem anna wenli tammy went to interchange. wenli and tammy take bus. me haziq anna azheem took the same mrt home. on the way to bedok station, haziq talked about some stuff which i dare not say in front of all you readers. anna dropped off at aljunied, azheem dropped off at paya lebar is it? me and haziq changed to NEL by outram park. We stood at the back looking at the railway tracksand talking about stuff. i dropped off at serangoon while haziq got off at buangkok. in the end i reached home at around 7.50 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my haircut by daddy and i can finally do a nice mohawk although its not really that long. but nvm, who cares!&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;well that's it so good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3342307664121445745?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3342307664121445745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/tk-sports-day-jengjengjeng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3342307664121445745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3342307664121445745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/tk-sports-day-jengjengjeng.html' title='TK SPORTS DAY. JENGJENGJENG.....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3645826358789798818</id><published>2009-04-18T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>Hello, everybody! I am only here to clear up this mess.&amp;nbsp;you might notice some arguments between missk and me and maybe azheem, but please ignore that as it is a personal matter(well, not really). And to missk, please do not mess up my tagboard anymore. I know i am a terrible, immature person and thank you for helping me realise that (even though i knew that already) and you know&amp;nbsp;what? I wish not to pursue this matter any further as this is what you call "immature". I will try to be less immature and more sophisticated like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missk, i truly apologise for all of these matters. if it disturbs you, please do not bother to comment and leave. thank you and truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3645826358789798818?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3645826358789798818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3645826358789798818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3645826358789798818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-7039768295962381701</id><published>2009-04-15T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys, it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently not gonna make another emo post. So, lucky for you. However, Dong Hwan shall be my potential target. So, oh yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he was like the ultimate bastard today and Karthi, Hanish, me etc were freaking pissed off with his nonsense. He was being the idiot he was as usual. And today, Ms Razie tried to solve the problem between karthi and Dong Hwan and the whole class was like gathering around to hear the "court session". HAH... Funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day was awfully normal. Nothing much really. So, good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm seriously begging you. Keep tagging. Don't cause the horrible young death of a lonely tagboard.. *SNIFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-7039768295962381701?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/7039768295962381701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys-it-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7039768295962381701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7039768295962381701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys-it-been-while.html' title='Hey guys, it&amp;#39;s been a while.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-6436172879332196123</id><published>2009-04-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parliament house photo shoot.</title><content type='html'>We did not literally enter the building. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Blaze here and today i'm gonna tell you bout the photo shoot. i posted a title with no contents recently about this so many apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought dad's 40d along and it was awkward. Being the only few with a dslr. lol, you dont care about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started off near parliament house and waited for mr peng. i was with ivan ahmad kumar and karan and me karan and kumar were laughing at mr peng's shirt cause it had the playboy bunny logo. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den they collected cameras and we went on to sir stamford raffles statue and the singapore river. apparently we were supposed to take pics about themes, "reflection" and "contrast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just skip everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pics someday. and if you wanna see my masterpieces, just tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-6436172879332196123?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/6436172879332196123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/parliament-house-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6436172879332196123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/6436172879332196123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/parliament-house-photo-shoot.html' title='Parliament house photo shoot.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5248099513176306098</id><published>2009-04-02T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dammit</title><content type='html'>Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fxcking fed up. and i think i just shed a tear. i seriously can't take it anymore and you're probably thinking what the hell this retarded freak talking about. well i'll not be telling you so i'd better get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the mood to blog either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fxck my life. i should change my nickname...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5248099513176306098?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5248099513176306098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dammit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5248099513176306098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5248099513176306098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dammit.html' title='Oh dammit'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-9217982190489735104</id><published>2009-04-01T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My flames are extinguished...</title><content type='html'>Sigh, oh hello people. i'm not really in the mood to blog but i think you have the right to know what has happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to talk about why i'm being so moody. today was awfully normal. except for morning where they locked us out from the classroom. i was on the verge of knocking the door down when syafiq pulled the door open. i was really frustrated. i came in. threw my bag. and from what i was told, there was a five second silence. in the end, me azheem and syafiq came back to bang the door open. and next thing we new...it was perfectly normal. karthi was scolded by the cleaner and well uhm, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was normal and uh... wait..walked with the girls to bubble tea shop, follow haziq go 7-11 then..wat ah? oh yeah! gastric pains! man i felt like want to.....go toilet. but 7-11 where got toilet.. oh man. so went home and do some important business lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my crappish day.. as i have said to a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;My flames have been extinguished...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-9217982190489735104?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/9217982190489735104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-flames-are-extinguished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9217982190489735104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9217982190489735104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-flames-are-extinguished.html' title='My flames are extinguished...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-939668378762400102</id><published>2009-03-27T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that.. AVENGED SEVENFOLD ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>Duh, I'm just stating the obvious here. Azheem, you're gonna like this.&amp;nbsp;They are the BOMB, man! Best songs? Definitely Unholy Confessions and Afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ii="true" src="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg"&gt;http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I told you that Avenged Sevenfold rocks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-939668378762400102?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/939668378762400102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-you-know-that-avenged-sevenfold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/939668378762400102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/939668378762400102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-you-know-that-avenged-sevenfold.html' title='Did you know that.. AVENGED SEVENFOLD ROCKS!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-7106317508177883203</id><published>2009-03-27T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dong Hwan= Vulgar???</title><content type='html'>OK, before i start my day, as stated in the title, did dong hwan use vulgarities??? well, actually yes. i don't really know about everyday but today...big time. it wasn't really an insult but he just said the word. so yeah. woah. and uh i told other people that i was going to wirte about his crisis and it so happened that Dong Hwan behind me one time. WHO CARES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE WORD FOR TODAY IS "F**K"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Cited from Ka Dong Hwan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today wasn't half bad so no use talking about it so.. GOOD BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY PLEASE NOTE : PLEASE DON'T LET MY TAGBOARD DIE. THERE HASN'T BEEN ANY COMMENTS IN DAYS. SO PLEASE COMMENT AND HAVE A NICE DAY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-7106317508177883203?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/7106317508177883203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/dong-hwan-vulgar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7106317508177883203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7106317508177883203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/dong-hwan-vulgar.html' title='Dong Hwan= Vulgar???'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-3334354837649836857</id><published>2009-03-15T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Holidays BEGIN!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY.. The holidays have begun! Although it's a short one, I suppose all of us can have fun, don't you think. On the first weekend of the holiday, i was working for like 7 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah there was this funny thing that happened during pe on thursday. brendon accidentally kicked the ball into tkgs field and he had to go and retrieve it. here's a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313634230120545906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sb3SLfCw_nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OCzFomvxrQk/s320/DSC00241%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Ah, funny stuff. well, i've got homework for the holidays and i simply detest it. i have to come up with 8 poems and so far i've only done 2. "-_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my classmates are going escape and i can't go!  :'( boohooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so well, i've got nothing else to say, i think i'll just go cry. bye..sob&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3334354837649836857?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3334354837649836857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-holidays-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3334354837649836857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3334354837649836857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-holidays-begin.html' title='Let the Holidays BEGIN!!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sb3SLfCw_nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OCzFomvxrQk/s72-c/DSC00241%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-3350356495757845188</id><published>2009-03-09T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The weekends were pretty rough. working again. wedding photography. 17 hours of work. i can't descibe the tiredness i am feeling right now. anyway i took some great pictures and my personal favourite was this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311159411448748226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SbUHWFDgGMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vtt25UH7LFQ/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, ah? Pro right. Eh, don't mess with me. 6 years of experience k? This picture was taken byt me. ORIGINAL. HAha apart from that nothing to say. so, bye. i'll write again some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-3350356495757845188?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/3350356495757845188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3350356495757845188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/3350356495757845188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/working.html' title='Working....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SbUHWFDgGMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vtt25UH7LFQ/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-8800888010482148165</id><published>2009-03-06T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM CAMP HEYOO!</title><content type='html'>Welcome me people!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Camp flashback! (NOTE: I will not specifically go through any precise details unless i feel that it is necessary. So thank you for your co-operation.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Day 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Woke up at 5.30 to mentally prepare myself for the day. So, i board the bus, not so full (yay)! at school, i so blur i didn't know where to go. OKOK wait. i'll skip to the camp part. this is unnecessary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, on the way to the campsite, right after the cemetery, one of the other buses broke down. CREEPY!!!&lt;br&gt;Our trainer’s names were Rio and JK(rio’s real name was herman).The campsite was pretty big. and uh, we went to the multi purpose hall for a briefing and then we went to our dorms for the guys (girls stayed in a-huts hahahaha lame!) there was a double deck wooden bunk for us to place our things and we soon changed out of our pants into trackpants.&lt;br&gt;Then, we had our lunch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The food was so crappish i couldn't even finished it. i got azheem to help me finish it and we were out of there. (thanks azheem) then we went to the multi purpose hall to do the maths stuff&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the question were ridiculous i couldn't bear to talk about them. so, i'll just go into the geog trail. much more fun, considering we had to run everywhere like a bunch of baboons. we ran here and there like the goddamn amazing race.  &lt;p&gt;Science. i didn’t really do much. i was busy with the drawing of the map&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;high elements was next. but unfortunately, it was raining, so we prepared our cheers for campfire. brendon, wen li, haziq, yun ting, alvin and anna plan the cheers and they took so long we learnt 2-3 cheers within that time. haha pro.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, dinner. dinner was as usual, DISGUSTING. Maybe the food made me too full. so i didn’t finish it. waste, right? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i’m gonna skip to the night part.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we played a cool game at night where we were suppossed tomake animal noises to find everyone else. i found azheem first. he was with lynn, raihan, david, tammy, daryn, wei ming and some other people. after that, we did some cheers and basically, woah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at 11.30pm we all went to sleep. we were forced to do so. but how? teachers here and there screaming like got no life. anyway, cher don and gang were flashing their stupid flashlights back and forth. dammit. eventually after chatting with azheem, i knocked out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today was a whole lot more fun than expected.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I woke up at about 5.30 cause i heard people from the other dorm shouting to ask their friends to help them find their stuff. idiots.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, i took a shower and it was quite traumatizing to see other showering like…eww.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then, we assembled in the white tentage for our breakfast. stupid briefing not gonna talk about it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;abseiling. oh yeah. watched a demo and i was like so freaking scared because i was the first person to do it. it was much harder than it looks that’s for sure.unfortunately, we didn’t get to do the flying fox. &lt;a href="mailto:FU@%"&gt;FU@%&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So after that we went rock climbinng and yet again i was first dammit. i would say it was worthwhile because of the cheering, woohoo! i didn’t even reach the slope. it was quite unfair. without the goddamn slope i would have gone much higher that’s for sure. after that, we practiced our cheer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lunch, i wasn’t really hungry yet again. *(man, what is wrong with me?) Then, got changed to my wet attire.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next was rafting, we were given to oars three wheels and two wooden poles. And some rope. so, we all anyhow tie it and fortunately it was a success. that was phase 1. phase 2 was to paddle to the other side and back. our team was kinda whack. the whole time me, tammy, azheem, syafiq, wen li, anna were like throwing blobs of mud a.k.a shit at each other. you should’ve seen how we looked. rio made sure every single person had three stripes on each side of our faces. man, you should’ve seen us. we looked like tribesmen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then came the challenge valley. me, raihan and david accompanied dong hwan to the toilet, so we were amongst the last few to go through the dhallenge valley. we first had to go through some ropes which weren’t so bad. the fun part was the slide. we had to slide into the’ milo’ pond. woohoo! it was purely indescribable. trainers&amp;nbsp; rio, jimmy and john had their turn and their were “skateboarding” down the slide. AWESOME!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;best part. KAYAKING!!!!! we had to carry all the kayaks around. it was really heavy but kayaking around the area was so much fun. me and azheem were like waht he called, commanders, move only “right,left,right,left”! there was one part where all of us met up, held hands and stood up row by row. we were all so scareed that we were going to capsize. AH!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dinner? well, i managed to finish it with a smile on my face. i was really exhausted by then. then, all the guys at CHELSEA were insulting Dong Hwan and he on the other table was laughing to him self. HE GOT NO LIFE IS IT? To know what we were talking about, visit azheem’s blog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then, we changed for our campfire. i took a shower and changed into a dark shirt, short and a clean pair of track shoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it was very awesome. a lot of cheers and crap going on. follow me games. and at one point, it was our turn to do our class cheers. we did the heartbeat, orange juice and also the cheer the guys made up. (good job guys!) after all of that, we went for our supper debrief.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;trainer rio instructed us on some things we had to do before going to bed. e.g pack our stuff. after that i showered, packed my stuff and went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m gonna make this really brief cause i’ve got no time. our class won the most improved class. i would have to agree, though. cleaned the dorms with syafiq. trainer say ok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; then, go home. at school, chit chat a wile then go home about 12.30.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well, that’s it. it was a whole lotta fun. if you weren’t there. haha sucker! jkjk. gtg bb!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-8800888010482148165?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8800888010482148165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp-heyoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8800888010482148165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8800888010482148165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp-heyoo.html' title='BACK FROM CAMP HEYOO!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-873820258355056824</id><published>2009-02-18T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge..</title><content type='html'>well, not exactly.. before i talk about my day.. KAY POH KIA, YOU WATCH OUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on to my day.&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad, had fun. ABIT...&lt;br /&gt;had camp briefing and it sounded quite awesome. i mean kayaking challenge valley. heehee sounds so cool... but the thought of an open toilet's kind of weird... awkward if you know what i mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are brave.. &lt;form action="http://frankly.pitas.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="CLICK HERE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEE. fun right? torturous? oh well, sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geog was weird. everybody was drawing weird contours and rico's was hilarious. how can a mountain resemble his name??? oh well, pure stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;form action="http://frankly.pitas.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-873820258355056824?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/873820258355056824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/02/revenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/873820258355056824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/873820258355056824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/02/revenge.html' title='Revenge..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-1560623314616020350</id><published>2009-02-13T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back !</title><content type='html'>After months of anticipation, i am back! woohoo! no one cares but that is none of your business. anyway it's been months of school and it's not too bad. i joined av media club(why this cca?) because of the fact that i can finally put my experience to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much homework cause its all done at school. wiich simply means horrible school periods. err.. made more friends.. enemies and etc.. well, i'm not gonna tell you any of that crap. cause i think you don't deserve to know. (please complain at my tagboard, thank you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many faces. memorised all in my class. doesn't matter. road run was weird. blablahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, ROAD RUN. hah funny stuff. runrunrun. someone got injured. err.. let's see what else. oh yeah, cutting corners. haha cheating. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of tests recently. did my best. some good results and some not so good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...sorry for the really brief post. i seriously have to go. anyway, byebye. see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-1560623314616020350?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/1560623314616020350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1560623314616020350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1560623314616020350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-back.html' title='I&amp;#39;m back !'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-1991130819843778027</id><published>2008-12-19T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new school...</title><content type='html'>Hey all! If you're a Primary Six student of 2008, you would have already gone to your respective newly posted secondary schools. Well, I definitely have. It was a disaster. Not exactly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to squeeze into a school miles and miles away from home. Dad's not too happy. But nevermind. Anyway, I was a bit late. Say, 5 minutes or so.. I went to the registration table and well..... registered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The talk was horrendous and the school logo, well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SUuZqbdPoMI/AAAAAAAAABs/e7lbFOGxf88/s320/Tanjong+Katong+Sec+Badge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483942226010306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't he look like Osama Bin Laden finally making peace? Well, that dude's supposed to be Leonardo Da Vinci. Apparently, the schools looks up to him as a role model. Calling him an all-rounder as in intelligent all-around. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I met a few schoolmates. In my class, there was only one and it was a girl from some other class. Others I met were Ejazz, Jong Woo, Sae Han and Edwin. Apparently, Ejazz and Jong Woo were in the same class. They used to be in the same class as me. Makes me feel kind of dejected though. Oh well. I didn't expect my good friends to be in the same school as me. Naazym, my best friend? Well, he managed to get posted to St. Gabriel Secondary School. Weird for someone who lives near Kolam Ayer CC? Well, at least I have a higher chance of meeting him. My house is super close to the school. "-_- FISH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I guess this is it. Kinda nervous for the first day of school.. Well, I guess I don't have a choice... Sigh.. Well, CHEERIO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-1991130819843778027?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/1991130819843778027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1991130819843778027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/1991130819843778027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-school.html' title='A new school...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SUuZqbdPoMI/AAAAAAAAABs/e7lbFOGxf88/s72-c/Tanjong+Katong+Sec+Badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-136844428141389960</id><published>2008-12-13T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous... What school will it be?</title><content type='html'>Hey, how's your holidays? Boring? If it is, guessed it. Typical holiday moods. Anyways, I'm gonna be away for 'bout three days starting from 16 Dec. So any crap you wanna tell yours truly, shut your yap and wait till I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, holidays pretty rotten. Computer suddenly turns off for no reason. Kinda' annoying. I mean how would you feel if you are enjoying a rousing game of... whatever computer game when suddenly...SUDDENLY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The f***ing computer shuts down. God dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my friends especially Naazym, Fariz, Ejazz and a special someone.. Miss all the crap my buddies came up with. It doesn't get any better than that. As for that special someone, well... Oh goddammit, I miss 'em like hell... Sobz... I should shut up. Wait, this is my blog. I have every right to de-shut up my big fat-ass yap. So, I have nothing else to yack about now so, errr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess.. Goodbye! I'll try to write soon!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/221078348350256578-136844428141389960?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/136844428141389960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/12/nervous-what-school-will-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/136844428141389960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/136844428141389960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/12/nervous-what-school-will-it-be.html' title='Nervous... What school will it be?'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5358544328752611007</id><published>2008-11-24T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey everyone out there! If you're Primary 6 this year, have you made your secondary school choices? Well, I have. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;1st :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3512 - Tanjong Katong Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;2nd :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3014 - Victoria School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;3rd :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7015 - St. Andrew's Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;4th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3050 - Xinmin Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;5th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3240 - Zhonghua Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;6th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7017 - St. Gabriel's Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waddya think for an aggregate of 246? Give your views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently, I felt quite bored having no friends to cherish the moments with me. What to do.... Haven't been doing much, though. Thought it would be fun but......Ugh, nothing to say. Hey if you're reading this blog, why not linking my site to yours?. Also, leave your blog site at the tagborad so that I can link you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a jolly good holiday!&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/221078348350256578-5358544328752611007?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5358544328752611007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/secondary-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5358544328752611007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5358544328752611007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/secondary-school.html' title='Secondary School?'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5740773343066244940</id><published>2008-11-17T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaahh! So emotional.</title><content type='html'>I wish I wouldn't leave my school, friends and..and..I don't know. I mean I actually cried on prize-giving day. You might think "Wah, Firzan so emotional!"   If you do, I'm going to rip your eyes out and feed it to some mutated mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, as if I would/could. I just thought of all good memories of my time spent in the school. I mean, who could bear to loosen the bond you had with your friends or even let go of such wonderful memories? (Maybe some JACK-HOLES )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys, if you happen to read this I just want to wish the best in your PSLE results and hope you can go to a school you wish to go. So, goodbye. Hope to see you again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5740773343066244940?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5740773343066244940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/waaahh-so-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5740773343066244940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5740773343066244940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/waaahh-so-emotional.html' title='Waaahh! So emotional.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-7039045058222663972</id><published>2008-11-09T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun of Photofunia.</title><content type='html'>Hey, you guys tried Photofunia? Try it out. It's so freaking cool! Wanna see some examples? Well, here you go!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0fRMIamI/AAAAAAAAABc/bu8LVch__Ns/s320/firzan_photofunia.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266595263539604066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0ftYXqCI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrspukC6s2g/s320/firzan_photofunia2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266595271107127330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna try it out? Go to &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com"&gt;Photofunia&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/221078348350256578-7039045058222663972?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/7039045058222663972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-of-photofunia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7039045058222663972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/7039045058222663972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-of-photofunia.html' title='The fun of Photofunia.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0fRMIamI/AAAAAAAAABc/bu8LVch__Ns/s72-c/firzan_photofunia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-2366058803016324057</id><published>2008-11-07T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music Assassin</title><content type='html'>   &lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-ninja.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=14877394&amp;path=2008/11/08&amp;mycolor=050505&amp;mycolor2=030202&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=true" width="140" height="170" name="myflashfetish" align="middle"type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:140px;height:170px;" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/14877394" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;Music Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.4NXC/bHQ9MTIyNjEzMDg4MjAzMSZwdD*xMjI2MTMwOTUyNTMxJnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTE4OWRmY2ExNWY*ZTRmZTJhZmQ*NGUzZTIzYjExYTQ3.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-2366058803016324057?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/2366058803016324057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-music-assassin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2366058803016324057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/2366058803016324057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-music-assassin.html' title='My Music Assassin'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-71985548781830345</id><published>2008-11-04T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing from school..</title><content type='html'>Hey it's me again. Who gives a damn. Anyway, I'm blogging directly from school and again, who gives a damn... SO, why am I writing at such an undesirable place? Well, I don't know. I just wanted to write a post at least once a week so, I can have plenty of blog posts. So, since I'vve got nothing to say............................................................GOODBYE...........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-71985548781830345?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/71985548781830345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-from-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/71985548781830345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/71985548781830345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-from-school.html' title='Writing from school..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-5299875007273749869</id><published>2008-10-30T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn... So bored...</title><content type='html'>Hey all. Blah blah blah. Cut to the chase. Well, I'm bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an ordinary day like you know, any other day. Well, I was informed that I would be the emcee of the P6 Graduation Party 2008 so, IN YOUR DREAMS! I seriously didn't want to do it but I haven't told them yet so, yup. I was part of the planning commitee and only made things worse but you know, everything turned out quite ok and I'm totally cool with that. Unsure of my outfit on that day though. Maybe, I should just turn up in underpants or something. LOL. Nevermind, anyway, as usual I'll stop unexpectedly with not another word to say so, CIAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-5299875007273749869?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5299875007273749869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn-so-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5299875007273749869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5299875007273749869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn-so-bored.html' title='Yawn... So bored...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-4383832920513216897</id><published>2008-10-15T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a load of crap.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. Today was a load of crap! We were like supposed to &lt;em&gt;jalan raya&lt;/em&gt;  to like 4-5 houses. But we ended up going to like 3 houses. Many last minute excuses and rejections were given out on the day itself so in the end we invited Amran on the very last minute and only 4 people walked around, taking buses and looking like bloody retards. Ugh, I forgot to tell my mother that only 4 people was around but in the end, she prepared 9 cups of water, which was what was intended by us at first. So, WTF! I don't want to talk anymore due to the rage so, good bye and GET LOST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-4383832920513216897?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4383832920513216897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-load-of-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4383832920513216897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4383832920513216897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-load-of-crap.html' title='What a load of crap.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-4138859176945066357</id><published>2008-10-11T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya(I know its a bit too late, but what the heck)</title><content type='html'>Heyheyhey, it's  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;firzan&lt;/span&gt; blahblahblah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since I didn't get to post a Hari Raya post due to the %#@&amp;amp;ing PSLE, here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, here's some pictures of me and my family at our Hari Raya photo shoot at our house by ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068292223983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFORbNsObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1ApN8bJVeY/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068301388003762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFORbNsObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1ApN8bJVeY/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSFeC_GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXJnMFv15G0/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068312730893410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSFeC_GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXJnMFv15G0/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSrSBT8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VPJsYEu32Nc/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068322880999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSrSBT8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VPJsYEu32Nc/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSvivltI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uB3Zcg7sB3s/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068324024882898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSvivltI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uB3Zcg7sB3s/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, detour. Big screwup. Mom and dad. Well mostly mom. Observe.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFO-56v1XI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7sP42AKmPCc/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256069082724160882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFO-56v1XI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7sP42AKmPCc/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Nevermind. On to the next few pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlWZvRsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOe6tBevl1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070842716997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlWZvRsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOe6tBevl1Q/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlv7UtCI/AAAAAAAAABE/LAn8nhjVAdY/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070849568748578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlv7UtCI/AAAAAAAAABE/LAn8nhjVAdY/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQl318tYI/AAAAAAAAABM/1daBSRcAq5g/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070851693688194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQl318tYI/AAAAAAAAABM/1daBSRcAq5g/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQmaHoloI/AAAAAAAAABU/91BzUBL94iI/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070860894672514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQmaHoloI/AAAAAAAAABU/91BzUBL94iI/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-4138859176945066357?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4138859176945066357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-rayai-know-its-bit-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4138859176945066357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4138859176945066357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-rayai-know-its-bit-too.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya(I know its a bit too late, but what the heck)'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221078348350256578.post-5922997342535319333</id><published>2008-10-09T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah..Oh yeah.. It is over! WOOHOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, after moments of anticipation, PSLE is OVER! I'm so happy. WAAHH! Tears of joy. Hahas. Anyway, I felt kinda annoyed due to the fact that those that didn't took higher mother tongue got a head start of temporary freedom. GRR.. Nah, why do I care? It's over anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JOY TO THE WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PSLE IS GONE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOW WE CAN SLEEP ALL DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I can't stop talking about the fact that PSLE is over. I'm just so freaking happy... What the fishsticks. HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, now posts are gonna be like filling up this forsaken blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;due to the fact that PSLE is over!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, with that, good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOBZ&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/221078348350256578-5922997342535319333?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/5922997342535319333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yeahoh-yeah-it-is-over-woohooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5922997342535319333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/5922997342535319333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yeahoh-yeah-it-is-over-woohooo.html' title='Oh yeah..Oh yeah.. It is over! WOOHOOO!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-9148115933437472759</id><published>2008-09-23T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the inactive stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be back by the time PSLE is over because my mother stole my wireless adapter so F&amp;amp;%$!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-9148115933437472759?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/9148115933437472759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9148115933437472759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/9148115933437472759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-4532414577324931000</id><published>2008-09-13T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day...</title><content type='html'>Well, it does seem like another ordinary day to me. Play computer, sleep, watch television and do homework. Don't forget, AWAIT THE MOMENT TO BREAK FAST! Anyway, my dad painted one of the rooms with the SAME colour. When I asked him why, he asked me to ask my mum. So obviously I did. Who wouldn't? She said it wa to cover the scratches and I was like WHAT THE FISH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my PSLE Listening Comprehension. Being hard of hearing, I was in a bit of trouble. But after lots practice, it turned out to be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing else to talk about so, GOOD BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/221078348350256578-4532414577324931000?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/4532414577324931000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4532414577324931000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/4532414577324931000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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-221078348350256578.post-8241143409924335763</id><published>2008-09-11T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:06.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginnning</title><content type='html'>Hey, Firzan here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I should have made this blog long ago but unfortunately, stress has taken its toll on me. So, I was a lazy bum. BUT, at least the blog has been made, right? So, JOY TO THE WORLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been pretty rough lately. PSLE Listening Comprehension is tomorrow but I haven't cleaned my ears. Eww. Too much homework anyway. But, I know "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It is for our own good." &lt;/span&gt;The usual. Makes me crazy just to hear that sentence. Quite disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been disturbed a lot by the monster sitting behind me in class (Not Malay class) and i don't know why. She's crazy. In fact, both she and her good friend are crazy. KOO-KOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Supernanny &lt;/span&gt; one night and there was this nine-year-old boy who said this to his mother,"Hello, fat b****!" which was so funny. There was also this pair of twins, not more than five years old, who called their father a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;b*****d &lt;/span&gt;which was just plain rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I gotta go now. I'm not supposed to use the computer anyway so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;OH-OH&lt;/span&gt;! To all Islams out there and also reading this blog, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Selamat Berpuasa!"&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/221078348350256578-8241143409924335763?l=blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/feeds/8241143409924335763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginnning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8241143409924335763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/221078348350256578/posts/default/8241143409924335763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blaze-meets-firzan.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginnning.html' title='The Beginnning'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</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></feed>
