<?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-7844762</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:11:19.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, at long last ure finally here</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844762.post-112602181960477760</id><published>2005-09-06T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:50:19.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. My name's Abdullah Hakim and as at of now, i own you. I occasionally turn to you to let out what i feel inside myself, yet you remain passive and unresponsive. Are u just a tool to broaden my vocabulary, publish my life accounts and promote good writing skills or something? Gee i wonder. You're just something that exists in cyberspace. Millions and millions of small particles that makes no meaning to me, yet i love you. I've been blogging since i can't remember when. Why blog? Why won't you at least say something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ignore the first paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Aloha. Yes we all know that I am Abdullah Hakim. What we all don't know is that people don't give a fuck anyways. I mean, a gazillion billion people who live in this world, why bother about Abdullah Hakim? So don't. But that's besides the point. Point is, im making myself into an experiment that i want to carry out. In short, i am my own guinea pig. Ain't that fun? My aim is to see how long i can endure with this lack of sleep and then waking up only for the purpose of religious purposes or mugging. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROFL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plug in baby. Crucifies my enemies. I'm tired of giving.&lt;br /&gt;My plug in baby. Unbroken virgin realities. I'm tired of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. that's so nice sia. and. what's there to write about eh. i'm happy being a sessionist if there's a gap to express myself via music or literature. at last. at least. im bored. ok tomorrow going to science centre..woohoo! 2-5pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112602181960477760?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112602181960477760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112602181960477760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112602181960477760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112602181960477760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/09/dear-blog-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112593152641521712</id><published>2005-09-05T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:45:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school.went to zion and played lan games.home&lt;- My summary of my day in 3 sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.50am today (which proves i was/going to be late for extra lessons ) and reached school at 8 plus am. It ain't my fault i woke up late. I was damn tired to the extreme! So made my way to school and on the way there, i met Haiqal in the bus.so i did. i reached school and skipped math. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's an impromptu plan i made up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - wednesday: Study Science/Math&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Thursday: Study Math&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Friday: Study History&lt;br /&gt;Weekends: Lit/Geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah fuck malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! my sis bought the new rufio album! woohooo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112593152641521712?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112593152641521712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112593152641521712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112593152641521712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112593152641521712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112558285409159477</id><published>2005-09-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:54:14.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and foremost, let me bring up a this scenario that most of you might have gone tru at least once in your life with a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario: Here u are happily typing away with a fresh train of thoughts in your head with a clear direction of what you want to write in todays entry. Suddenly, when u reach 90% of completion of your entry, the com hangs and u're forced to restart with no hope of recovery of EVERYTHING that u wrote the moment before the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I hate this. i wrote so long now i have to remember what i wrote. but im too lazy..forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any teacher reading this entry: Today's your day i guess. For all those times you had to endure our nonsense. For every moment u feel happy or disappointed at your very own profession. This is the one day where you are truely appreciated and honoured for all your hardwork and perserverance. To every teacher who have made a difference in my life and set the course in which i will take in my life, so Happy Teacher's Day Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since holiday is coming, im thinking i might just use this chance to catch up with my studies to prepare myself for the exams. It's just around the corner. I wish i have that spark of zest to give it my all. This is the worst Final Year Examinations that i have come to dread. The fear of retaining, the fear of collecting the result slip in your hands and realise that you're actually not good enough to take the next step up the ladder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive alot of assesment books to finish!!! arrggghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112558285409159477?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112558285409159477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112558285409159477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112558285409159477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112558285409159477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-and-foremost-let-me-bring-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112546556066551476</id><published>2005-08-31T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T13:22:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that i feel like preaching so majority of the content of this entry that you are about to read are mostly related to Islam and its teachings so if you hate listening to preaches and things related to faith, there's always the 'x' button at the top right hand corner where u can simply close this window and surf some porn and get caught by your mom when you're in the climax of ejaculation. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I highlighted an issue about me recently reading people's blogs and realising that majority of their recent entries are mostly depressing or pessimistic. I told myself that i hope that this entry would not turn out the same depressing entry because Life is more than just rainy days and feeling down. Without a doubt, life is faced with many obstacles and currently, most of us are at the edge of a cliff, about to fall off way down to the jagged edge with no one to save you from destruction. I know. I feel it too. A good friend taught me that a wise person would learn to adapt with his problems instead of brooding over it and letting it grow into a bigger one. But who cares what i was taught. I just want to say that it's more of how u react to these changes in your life and tackle it that changes the whole perspective of how u view 'life' and other stuff. So stop being pessimistic for a change will ya? A few pessimism here and there is perfectly normal but every single time of your life? Hrmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok reality check: 4 more weeks left to the Big Kahuna. Final year exams 2005. Frankly, majority of the sec 2s in my class are now gearing their mindsets towards mugging and other stuffs that aids them acadamically(which is good of course). At least it helps as a distraction to all those voices in ur head and all those weights being added to ur emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is where the preaching is going to start. So to those who aren't interested, u can close the window now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Allah, maha pengasih lagi maha penyayang. (go translate it yourself lar.) Everything that we do everyday, never forget that it's in the name of Allah. To the simple things we do like starting the day or drinking a cup of water, remember that if not for Allah, you will not be able to see the wonders of another day. If we were to weigh the weight of this entire galaxy with the simple sentence that is "Bismillah-hirahman-nirahim", nothing can compare to how much that sentence means. The fact that the entire galaxy, far beyond those that we've discovered, is "in the name of Allah" shows how signifance these sentence is in our daily context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. There's soo much i learnt nd i wish i can share it all with you guys because it's logical and is related to our world that we're living now. However there's just so much to say that i don't know if i can organize and finish writing this entry with you guys getting a concrete understanding of what i wrote. I learnt that: "The people who make fun and look down on those who try to uphold their religious beliefs and practicies are those who are hypocrites who don't deserve God's Love." Such as people who make fun of girls who wear tudungs when they go out saying that its someting that is not in the trend or watever and start to discriminate them. Chances are, they're gonna end up in suffering in akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im no uztaz(religous teacher). I'm not close to being one but i'm really facinated by what my faith has in store for me to find out. I just realised that we must learn to part with the things that we hold dear in our lives if its in the path of Allah's blessing. Simplest example would be zakat. In your wallet, u have a $2, $5, $50 and a $100 notes in your wallet and a tabung is passed around in a masjid during syarahan. What are the chances that you would donate the $50 or the $100 note into that tabung? Chances are, you'll feel heavy to part with this big notes as you know that u might use it later somehow to buy something that u might not need. See? Up to $200 can be easily spent without consideration whether it is in the name of Allah or not, such as going to a Siti Nurhaliza concert, blowing $200+ in an instant while u can use that money to give it to those who need it more than you do. This is just a minor example. Imagine parting off with an asset that you realy can't part with? It's going to be damn difficult for you to make a choice huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, let's just all take a minute of our busy lives to reflect on our lives and bersyukur that we're living in this world as who we are today. Allah maha pengasih lagi penyayang. Everyone is equally loved and given a fair chance to determines how we live our lives regardless of who u are, what u believe in, what u do or where u come from. Start every activity with a "bismillah" and insyallah. The only reason we're living a second/minute/hour/day longer is because Allah is giving u this oppurtunity to taubat and repent for all the wrongdoings that you have done such that "Janganlah kamu mati melainkan mati dalam ___ sebenar-benarnya Islam" or something like that. (you get my gist. Our elders chronically tell us this every time. help me fill in the blanks. i dunno whether is keadaan, nama or iman. haha.)im not that good at malay=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some of you might think that i'm acting "all pious, all saint" by writing this entry because u guys know me best but i assure you that all that i have written down tonite was from my heart. I hope that in away, my Muslim friends will cherish this thing called Islam and work hard in strengthening their ties with Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!Happy Teacher's Day. No i did not get u guys anything because... I HAVE NO MONEY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.thanks for reading. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112546556066551476?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112546556066551476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112546556066551476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112546556066551476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112546556066551476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112515544217531626</id><published>2005-08-27T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T23:10:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL LIKE SHIT AND I WANT TO WRITE POEMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear the wrath that u have casted&lt;br /&gt;down on me, with revenge u seek.&lt;br /&gt;Shut the fuck up u fucking bastard,&lt;br /&gt;you faggoty little piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney was a dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;Who comes from our imagination&lt;br /&gt;Shut the fuck up u fucking whore&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to send u to the incineration =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to shave my head and then quit school so i am able to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) not trouble anyone with my presence be it whether they like it or not. should've just sticked to the idea of not being sociable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) get away from feelings that i can't comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) get the sufficient sleep that i need to maintain my vibrant youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) shut myself up from the world and NO im not gonna cut myself or watever form of mutilation that brings hurt to my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck. Im geared to study mode. Yeah. Ok. Im more vulgar nowadays so don't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112515544217531626?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112515544217531626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112515544217531626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112515544217531626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112515544217531626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-feel-like-shit-and-i-want-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112480501410157174</id><published>2005-08-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:50:14.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry mom, dad, everyone. Right now, I keep thinking,out of the 1 million and 1 sperms my dad ejaculated, why must I be the one who survived? Who knows, maybe theres some other sperms whom died fighting with me trying to fertilise. Maybe they get to turn out even better than me. Maybe THAT sperm can grow up and bring smiles to many faces like how i always dream of doing. I let so many people down ever since the day i socialised. I let people step over my head. I let people make use of me. And in the end, i just keep quiet and keep to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted, was to make the world, a more happy and better place. I know i can do nothing much, but as an individual, i can make a difference. Just when i thought i felt someting for the first time, or the first time i did something right, everything falls down on me. Like acid rain falling down on the taj mahal. Maybe, i socialise too much. Maybe, i'm overdoing things. I don't want to lose anybody, ANYBODY dear in my life. Be it my friends or family. Why is this occuring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. So now i get comments that im a liar, im a sinner from the past, etc. Great. How nice. Rite now, if i really don't mean much to anybody, i wish i never existed. Just because of one wish, who knows. Every person in my life that i have caused grief and pain to, might actually be happier. Smiling, laughing. Loving. Why must things be this unfair? Watever. I have no mood to write. So much things racing through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all humans, let's start to prove it-Anti Flag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112480501410157174?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112480501410157174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112480501410157174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112480501410157174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112480501410157174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-sorry-mom-dad-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112428498856421301</id><published>2005-08-17T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:25:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watch me now world. As i turn to someone whom i'm not. Everything is changing. Fuck it. How short life is, how meaningful it is. Haiz. Optimism i should possess but things are turning much to worse to be optimistic about. Second chances still exist but we used it too much. Now sorry is not valid no more. Pain comes out of it. I understand it now. What is everyting coming too? Im just a victim in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 14th August was finally the day where the concert, a celebration of a patrician's life was held. Honestly, the concert was alrite with a few mistakes here and there. Long live the band!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112428498856421301?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112428498856421301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112428498856421301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112428498856421301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112428498856421301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/watch-me-now-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112364065190198795</id><published>2005-08-10T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:35:35.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8/8/05 National day celebration at school: First and foremost, the national day concert wassuper kental lar. haha. The Marching In Parade suck. ok sorry. The concert also very, disorganised and boring. And what's with the files? Why never give us a water bottle that has more value? ok nvm. After that was R.O.D, relieve of duty, a ceremony where the sec 4s graduate from the band and pass their posts to the sec 3s. well , this year's r.o.d was quite grand..with bandsmen in the military uniform, the passing down of posts, the "secret" concert for the sec 4s etc etc. hahah!well, had to stand in sedia position for like 1 1/2 hours or something while the sec4s do their walk through. man, my seniors are good people..they adviced me on alot of stuff. well to any sec4s(on behalf of my batch) reading this post..thanks alot for your patience..guiding us to make us a better player and good luck for your olevels examinations!!ok.wat a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/8/05 National day celebration at marina bay: Went out to the carnival at Marina Bay with Haiqal and Akshay. Walked around abit and settled down at the marina padang(marina south) to watch the ndp on a giant screen. It was damn hot at first but cooled down around 6 o'clock. Well this year's ndp abit special; Got 4heartlands : Yishun , Tampines , Jurong , Marina and Padang. haha. fiona xie' quite hot eh? lol.The Singapore wave was damn cool and the fireworks didnt disappoint either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was good until the trip to get home ,took the Mrt to city hall, followed akshay to mph to get a book he wanted. the place was damn packed. Managedto get through the jam at the walkway leading to suntec city(citylink). Then, we decided to take the bus cos the mrt would be damn packed. k, we were waiting at the bus stop for bus service no.36 to come but noooo..all the buses that came was chartered bus.damn! then we realised that all the buses were being diverted to a new busstop cos of the ndp. okayyy, soo went to the opposite bus stop cos we saw some buses stopping there..waited for like 30 mins or something. but still no bus. in the end we took the mrt home. the place was less crowded and we managed to get a seat in the train. reached home at about 11 plus. was damn tired so decided to post this entry today..okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note: do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; go out on national day.haha.&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/7844762-112364065190198795?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112364065190198795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112364065190198795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112364065190198795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112364065190198795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/8805-national-day-celebration-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112332263605284895</id><published>2005-08-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T18:08:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres more to talk about yesterday than there is today. Can't find the time to update the blog as things where moving on so fast i didn't even touch the computer. Well, yesterday, i  had a science test. the test was a surprise. For the first time in my schooling years, what i have studied actually came out. I studied damn hard about relection/ refraction and alot of questions came out on it. Just hope that my answers are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today had band practice&lt;br /&gt;- full band on in the winter of 1730.&lt;br /&gt;- i took the band for warm ups&lt;br /&gt;- everything went well except for the last part of the piece&lt;br /&gt;                **** argh.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humans, you and i, are the most lousiest and weakest beings that ever walked the foot on this earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading that statement, how many of u think that I'm wrong? How many of you feel that: "What the fuck is Hakim saying? I think he's stupid because Humans are the greatest and most superior beings that ever walked the planet!!". Think again morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me compare you, with an ant. Nothing much, just a simple tiny creature that u can easily step on and kill and say "hahaha! I am so superior because the ant cannot do no shit against my deadly boot!". BUT! Lemme try feeding u sugar and anything that is sweet in between for the rest of your fucking lives. Every minute, hour, days, weeks, months, years, decades, century, eons, era... Heck you'll be dead even before u reach 60. Tooth Decay, Diabetes, high blood sugar content and all these other nonsense. Hah! In this process, you might even get your leg amputated. And when that happens, that stupid little tiny ant that u stepped on will crawl up your puny little body and say: "I've been eating sugar for the rest of my fucking life. Look at me, i still have my 6 fucking legs. I have no shit diabetes. I have no shit tooth decay. Now look at you, amputated legs. Har har. That don't seem superior to me. Pathetic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im not hating humans knowing the fact that i AM one. I just agree that we humans are the most weakest and lousiest beings to ever walk to earth. However, we have minds, NOT brains, but minds, that seperates us from sheer idiocy and an extent of superiorcy. Lol! Humans do not possess wings but we can fly higher than any bird that ever lived. We do not have gills but we can still live underwater. Lo! Is it not for our minds that we live a sense of 'superiorcy'? Is it not our minds that make us who we are today? And for once, let's gather and re-think our lives. What made us this way? Why are we made this way? Faith my brethrens. For all of our strengths are in the hands of God. Allah. Be grateful for wat you are. Be grateful for wat you have. Because we live once and only once will we be able to live a lifetime. Whatever, im just feeling angry and pissed with some stuffs that makes me write this entry with full of angst and some crude mild tone. But i'll find my way to accept this. I'll find a way to be grateful. Because i am weak and i am pathetic. With my mind i shall find my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.O.D on monday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112332263605284895?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112332263605284895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112332263605284895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112332263605284895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112332263605284895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-more-to-talk-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112264542585859952</id><published>2005-07-29T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:57:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Adventures of FISHBALL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Warning: Explicit content published. Not readable-friendly for those who are illiterate or those below 10 years of age.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Characters: [Tan Yu Yuan a.k.a Fishball man] Sim Kao Beh a.k.a Hot Doggie [Salim, Mr Tan's best friend and loyal customer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction: Tan Yu Yuan has a shop off Kah Ni Nar Road selling Dodo Fishballs for more than half a decade. His business has been doing well until the current recession which struck him hard. What made things worse, Sim Kao Beh, a hot dog seller opened up a shop right beside his shop making business worse due to harsh competition. One day, while having lunch with his chiwawa, his dog went insane and humped his leg causing him to choke on his Dodo Fishball. Tan Yu Yuan swallowed the fishball in an instant to prevent his death from occuring. Little did he know, the fishball that he swallowed was made from the Superhero fish from East Coast Beach. Hence, he has been granted with Fish like powers and hence a new superhero was born! FISHBALL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**july29 2005, 1400hours, Somewhere off Kah Ni Nar Road....**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tan Yu Yuan was alone manpowering his Dodo Fishball shop, business low as usual until Salim comes along for a visit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: Eh Tan, why the sad look? Cheer up lar. Salim is here to buy your product so your business won't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: Aiyah, si beh sian leh. My fishball all also very boring nobody want to eat them. Lucky got you man. So what you want to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: I'll take the Fishball Surprise please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: (Throws 3 fishballs direct at Salim's unexpected head) SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: Puki lar. Give me eat dirty fishballs. Suprise nenek kau lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: Eh sorry sorry! I play play only. Since u my most loyal customer, i give u all these expired fishballs on the house. Eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: Wah. Alhamdullilah. Thank you Tan. You're the best lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then, while Salim was eating his food and Tan was cleaning up his restaurant, a loud alarm is heard from Sim Kao Beh's shop, which was located directly beside Tan's shop.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim: (with loudspeaker.) Hurry Hurry! Hot dogs for sale. 1 for $0.50. 3 for $1.50. First time try, sure come back to try again. If not, just try lar. Better than fishballs, confirm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: Eh Tan, that Kao Beh Kao Bu making fun of you sia! He scaring away your customer! Why u dowan do promotion to keep up with competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: My Fishball Surprise is the best promotion ever. Who the fuck want to buy that Kao Beh hot dogs? Sure Kao Beh one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A crowd begins to form at Sim Kao Beh's shop and his hot dogs sell like hello kitty plush toys in Singapore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: Chee bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim: Eh don't worry lar. Still got me. (Looks towards the crowd outside Kao Beh's shop) OI! Why buy hot dogs when u have healthy fishballs to eat? Damn nice one. No regrets! Hot dogs only make your backside fatter. Come eat at Tan Yu Yuan's Dodo Fishball shop lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The crowd makes an assessment of what Salim just said. Before they knew it, they gathered at Tan's shop and started purchasing Fishballs like there was no tomorrow. Salim has just stolen Kao Beh's customers from him and that made Kao Beh very angry. Kao Beh gives a super cold stare at Salim, vengeful of his actions. Salim continues to eat his free expired fishballs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: Hrmmz, i wonder where Salim went today. No news from him. Well, better read the newspaper. (flips the paper.) WHAT?! Salim has been raped!! The only clue found was a hot dog shoved up Salim's ass?! Wah lao! If Salim die oladi, who will eat all my expired fishballs sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim's ghost: Eh Tan, its me ar. I'm a ghost now. I think i want to roam around for a little while and scare people. Quite fun being a ghost u know. Anyways, the person who killed me was a guy in a hot dog suit and had a power ranger mask to cover his facial identity. Please avenge my death... By the way, can i have some fishballs? Hungry lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: I think i know who did it, it's that Kao Beh next door. He's the arch enemy of Fishball Man. He goes around as "Hot Doggie". Well, here's your fishballs. You cannot wait until Hungry Ghost Festival is it? Why you die now. Chee bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim's ghost: Sorry lar. How would you feel when u have an unexpected psycho who shoves a hot dog up your ass causing ur intestines to swell up and u suffocate from inside. That sux u know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan: Fuck off lar u stupid ghost. I want my Salim back. Time to shapeshift to FISHBALL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To be continued: The writer has run out of boring and lame ideas... *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112264542585859952?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112264542585859952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112264542585859952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112264542585859952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112264542585859952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/adventures-of-fishball-man-warning.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112212701614210202</id><published>2005-07-23T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:56:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;   The SPSMB and alumni band in concert&lt;br /&gt;                                   14 August 2005&lt;br /&gt;                                        VCH&lt;br /&gt;                       Tickets at $12 (stalls) and $20 (circles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112212701614210202?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112212701614210202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112212701614210202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112212701614210202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112212701614210202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/spsmb-and-alumni-band-in-concert-14.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112212453639815578</id><published>2005-07-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:15:37.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hear me,&lt;br /&gt;As my voices drown beneath your anger&lt;br /&gt;the wounds lay open as i bleed&lt;br /&gt;waiting for u to come and heal me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So soft,&lt;br /&gt;the empty words u used to whisper&lt;br /&gt;they ring so loud now i remember&lt;br /&gt;what those words meant to me all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked my heart feels, cold, my body lies in repose&lt;br /&gt;The bitter air comes choking in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes rising up, bringing hope&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you're right here next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost, in, your, touch&lt;br /&gt;I, sway, to, your, grace&lt;br /&gt;I synchronize to your every movements&lt;br /&gt;Cherish all the precious moments with u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112212453639815578?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112212453639815578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112212453639815578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112212453639815578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112212453639815578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/hear-me-as-my-voices-drown-beneath.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112160648351932948</id><published>2005-07-17T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:25:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some Yo Mama Jokes that i have selected from &lt;a href="http://www.humorsphere.com/yo_mama/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.humorsphere.com/yo_mama/ (in case the link doesnt work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;poor&lt;/strong&gt; that each night she goes to KFC to lick other folk's fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt; that she still owes Moses a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; that when I asked her to purchase me a Colour TV she asked me: 'Which colour?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt; that she makes Micheal Jackson look like Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;smelly&lt;/strong&gt; that farmers use her bathwater as fertilisers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Mama is so &lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt; that she uses a king size matress as her sedimentary pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's one featured "Yo momma" jokes from the website listed above. Man some jokes are really funny. Some are just, boring and lame and not worth the laugh. But its worth releasing some stress. Do check it out. The categories shown above are bold anyways. Hope ya enjoy the jokes posted above. If you're sensitive, that's not my problem, leave a tag on the tagboard below on how much Hakim is a mother fucker on how he makes fun of people's mamas online. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112160648351932948?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112160648351932948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112160648351932948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112160648351932948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112160648351932948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/here-are-some-yo-mama-jokes-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112126457453230505</id><published>2005-07-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:22:54.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/hakimman/P1010674.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornet section 2005!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/hakimman/DSC01573.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grooviest band in the gardens(and we wore blazers) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/hakimman/P1010732.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacking in siglap macs after the performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112126457453230505?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112126457453230505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112126457453230505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112126457453230505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112126457453230505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/cornet-section-2005-grooviest-band-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112107718985757660</id><published>2005-07-11T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:26:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up lying half naked on the floor at 9am today. i skipped school again today, damn. Right. Nothing much in the afternoon today. Played the com, surfed the net, tried to catch the drums for some music from Thrice and played some counter strike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spsmb won the grooviest band in the park award yesterday in the botanical gardens! blissful aint it? haha. okay gtg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112107718985757660?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112107718985757660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112107718985757660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112107718985757660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112107718985757660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/woke-up-lying-half-naked-on-floor-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112038991172701296</id><published>2005-07-03T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:26:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/hakimman/barsdad.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to write this entry days ago cos i was busy..now let me tell you how the original Batman in which Adam West stars in, is really cocky. No doubt their acting is marvellous and all but i can't believe the first ever batman is Fat and has a stupid fucked up mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny. I love how the joker acts as a villian. it's really cool. I rate it 4/5 stars. haha. serious ar!! I mean the storyline rocks despite the fact the costumes are fucked up. Its really not appealing to see batman's penis bulging out of his costume and pretend nothing happened. haha. and the batmobile?Wahahahahahahahaha!! Omg i can't help it. it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riddler cracked sum lame fucked up riddles though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is someting yellow and used to write? A banana Ballpen&lt;br /&gt;2) What do u get when u turn a turkey upside down? Gobbled Up&lt;br /&gt;3) Which people likes to rush to and fro? Russians. (FUCK SIA THIS ONE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memorable qoutes from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin: Holy Long John Silvers Batman!&lt;br /&gt;Riddler: Let us capture Bruce Wayne and make Batman come and save him! Then we destroy Batman once and for all!&lt;br /&gt;Batman: Oh dammit. My super power frequency gadget ran out of batteries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. ok i HAVE to get the dvd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112038991172701296?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112038991172701296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112038991172701296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112038991172701296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112038991172701296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-was-supposed-to-write-this-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112013776994990996</id><published>2005-06-30T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:24:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me!!</title><content type='html'>Happy 14th Birthday Abdullah Hakim Bin Azhar. You're still immatured &amp; a jerk and being 14 does not mean ur cool. Ur still a mediocre and ur still never gonna succeed. Ur still gonna be a loser despite the fact ur one year older. There is no room for failure and ur childishness has to be eliminated at whatever cost. Respect and love ur family the way they loved u and never once turn ur back on them. Learn to live life to its fullest and never give up on anyting u belief. Be wiser, smarter and more alert to everyone and everyting u do or say. Remember the names of those who cared for u and use it as a lesson well learnt. Stay strong Hakim because i know that u are going tru a hard time. Happy 14th  Birthday to u. May u be blessed with eternal happiness and a good life ahead of you.                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief overview of how my birthday went. For a fact, it sucked. The good thing is, i managed to celebrate it with my family and my friends. omg.i got wedgied, slapped, punched, kicked, pinched ,dragged, stripped on my birthday. blissfull aint it? haha. now my arm and back hurts.Birthday sucks as usual but im just happy i got friends around me who care. okay:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks weng for wedgie-ing me..for more than 5 times and i still owe you alot more wedgies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 2e1 for birthday bashing(and stripping) me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my fellow batch members of spsmb for birthday bashing me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad for loving me till the day i turn 14&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everybody for making me feel that i actually exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating for my day: 8/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-112013776994990996?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112013776994990996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112013776994990996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112013776994990996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112013776994990996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me!!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-112005234095803001</id><published>2005-06-29T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:39:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it comes, 13 years and 364 days have passed and soon, im 1 whole year older. Here comes the stupid birthday bash which falls tomorrow!. Last year i was swung like a swing, thrown onto a cement wall at a multi-story carpark and got bashed without prior notice. This year, i dont know what will happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll update u when my life of 13 years and 364 days have finally passed me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now i want to sleep ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me.&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/7844762-112005234095803001?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/112005234095803001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=112005234095803001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112005234095803001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/112005234095803001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-it-comes-13-years-and-364-days-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111970649945961802</id><published>2005-06-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:34:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, missed me? Well of course u do! What the fuck was i thinking. haha. Ok well i had band camp for the past three days. it was a blast, took sec 1s sectionals to prepare for junior band festival and all. woah so fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory i'd like to set and this is entirely thought by no other but me! so dont fucking think of stealing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 'Fe' is a scientific term for Iron, i thus conclude that FeMales are Males with extra iron content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To back up my theory:&lt;br /&gt;- Girls lose blood during mensuration and at that period of time, iron is vital for them to, u know.. be normal. So i presume that Females have very high iron content to lose blood and still be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the guy who invented the term "Male" and "Female". Haha. He's like.. so smart to come up with someting so complex and detailed as this. I wanna make the term "Omale", Males with high amount of Oxygen. Cool huh? Now where can i register this term for the usage in the English Vocabulary. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111970649945961802?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111970649945961802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111970649945961802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111970649945961802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111970649945961802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-everybody-missed-me-well-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111910575348403298</id><published>2005-06-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T22:42:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i keep on wishing that u are here&lt;br /&gt;and hold u close as u kiss my fears away&lt;br /&gt;will u be around to catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;and make my problems disappear again&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reached home from school ard 47minutes ago, went to the kitchen to go wash my face. But then, someting shocked me! I saw a cockroach, lying in agony, with its head SEPERATED! Oh my god. I swore i could've died of a heart attack upon the sight that i saw. Then i asked who did it and my grandma admited to the murder. I felt so stunned. I wanted to call the police at first for i never knew my grandma, my own family member i love would be so brutal. But as they say, blood is thicker than water. I spared my grandma from going to trail in court for a bad case of murder. So i took a closer look at what the cockroach was trying to say. Sadly, i was only able to see its head going left-to-right with its feelers going all about. At the part where the head was split open, i could see some pus-like substance which was indicating to me that the body was still operating. I could see the pus move like a the things bubbling up at a quicksand. It's leg still shaking and all. I wanted to take a picture of it but i was afraid that it would be too explicit for fellow readers to see. And im afraid that if i take a picture of it, the cockroach will haunt me for manifesting its gruesome death. (Think of the movie 'Shutter' or 'The Ring'.) So in order to save myself and my grandma from trials in court or personal hauntings, i decided to just let it die down there. It's the only best way i can tink of. Maybe this has someting to do with the beheading thingy terrorists do. Poor cockroach. Well, i guess its fated for my grandma to decapitate that pest. May its soul rest in pieces..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is dry. I get dry coughs and vomit at random. And it hurts alot. I dunno why. haiyah, now i got blisters on my toe. damn cos i played soccer just now after doing individuals in band. ARGH!! okay, so long...bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111910575348403298?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111910575348403298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111910575348403298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111910575348403298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111910575348403298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-i-keep-on-wishing-that-u-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111858738877633050</id><published>2005-06-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:43:08.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>balloon hat festival( batch photo)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/640/Copy%20of%20000_0164.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/320/Copy%20of%20000_0164.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111858738877633050?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111858738877633050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111858738877633050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111858738877633050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111858738877633050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/balloon-hat-festival-batch-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111841110862481889</id><published>2005-06-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:29:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074190793' method='POST'&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Who will give you an orgasm? 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Busted man this quiz. All u have to do is fill ur particulars and they will predict u the answer of the person who will give u the best orgasm. And it turns out it would be christina aguilera.WTF? Wahaha. She'll give me orgasm just by standing there? What the hell u think i am? Stupid?! Lol. Thanks ar Sean. Went blog hopping and stumbled upon this :p stupid man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111841110862481889?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111841110862481889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111841110862481889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111841110862481889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111841110862481889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-will-give-you-orgasm-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111780900025480385</id><published>2005-06-03T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T22:33:31.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY SELF ENTITLED POEM.&lt;br /&gt;Do u know as i sing you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Till u come back i swear i won't be fine&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that it would end this way&lt;br /&gt;before i go i've got some thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.George Lucas called me and asked me to give him some ideas for any Star Wars future sagas. So i told him that Singapore have something against the Sikh and their turbans and they make jokes about it. So i thought: "Hey lucas, Why not make a story about how the Sikhs avenge those who make fun of them?" And he said: "Woah that's a fucking good idea!" So he told me he's going to make a saga known as "Race Wars" with the episode coming up as: "Race Wars: Revenge of The Sikh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's going to work on it once LucasFilm animations finally set up in Singapore. The tempations of the dark side in the movie is much more intense and Jedi's are potrayed as racists. For once, the villian wins. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY LAMENESS ASIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOO BALLOON HAT FESTIVAL'S TOMORROW. yay. bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111780900025480385?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111780900025480385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111780900025480385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111780900025480385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111780900025480385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-self-entitled-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111746682198500816</id><published>2005-05-30T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T23:27:01.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays my people. Holidays are here.  Well, this ain't seem much of a holiday really. ive got alot of events coming up. balloon hat festival, band camp, remedials and all. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, woke up on another lame Monday morning and i missed my alarm. I was supposed to wake up at 7.30am but i was in the holiday mood. That is SO not good. I'm supposed to go to school for band practice and before that eat breakfast at the coffee shop. lol. but woke up at 8.30 sooo i decided not to eat breakfast. okay, today i conducted sec 1 and 2 band!! haha.the sec 1s were very talkative man..damn irritating. okay whatever ar.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna run away, not looking back, not caring about what is to come in the distant future. Run where there is no end. Run and never return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111746682198500816?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111746682198500816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111746682198500816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111746682198500816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111746682198500816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/holidays-my-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111728450078772730</id><published>2005-05-28T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T20:51:52.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote a song. Still thinking of a title though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air, outside is freezing and im lost, when everyone is leaving hold on, that's what they said to me ,hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your face, that lingers in my mind ur smile, can make my problems fine ur touch, it takes me far away, so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:So help me fite this, im weak when im alone i swear i hate this, doing things on my own where are u now? i need u more then everand when i finally understand i lost u now i wish that im ur friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse(2):Tonite, i'll see u in my dreams Alright, and escape from my nitemares Move on, i'll move on in my dreams ,See u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile, and ask u to stay forAwhile, this cup of tea is getting Colder, please tell her that im sorry, Tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song i composed out of sheer sadness. Wow not bad of a composer am i. Haha. There u go. I shall return for more songs ahead. hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of course not all of the lyrics are true. Fact is, she is my friend. More than a friend:$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111728450078772730?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111728450078772730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111728450078772730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111728450078772730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111728450078772730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wrote-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111721944310627836</id><published>2005-05-28T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T02:44:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There comes a time where even the happiest man on earth meets his downfall. Even with riches, he still wallows in his self pity. Even with success, he cries in silence. When there's just no one else to turn to and when the only person u have turns her back from u. When all of a sudden, u feel like giving up. That time, has arrived for me. But how? I never was a quitter but now i feel like i was stepped on till I'm 7 feet underground.Well well, so much for high hopes on geography. After going through the paper with the class, i don't expect a good grade for the subject. Heck i don't even tink i'll pass it. This, my frens, are the results of lack of studies and concentration. The high hope and luck and complacency. Do NOT, i repeat, DO NOT, do wat i do. Well, some of my studies paid off. Such as my english. Wonder how i got a B3 for  paper and got an A2 for the overall score.  Well, i managed to score a B4 for Malay Paper. My language is slightly improving.I fucked my Mid Year. There's no time to frolic about and let the one thing that can change my life slip away. I must do well for the next major examinations.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the results were disappointing. How could i have failed math? Simple, lack of studies. :s So i guess now i'll be more closer to my studies and less of my laziness. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, am i just living a lie? What goes on from here? I dunno. Let none be loss even if i meet my downfall. Life moves on. But now, i pray. Pray that everyting returns back to normal. That all that i am going through rite now is just a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;soo we remain good friends okay? its for our own good. i dont know lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111721944310627836?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111721944310627836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111721944310627836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111721944310627836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111721944310627836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-comes-time-where-even-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111716728643999344</id><published>2005-05-27T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T12:14:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! im back from camp.total insect bite count..38. haha. the camp was a blast, but nowww..my whole body's aching. sunburns all over my body. haiyah,i look more tanner now. blissful aint it :)  well ive gotta rush to the mosque now. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111716728643999344?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111716728643999344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111716728643999344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111716728643999344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111716728643999344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay-im-back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111675935148655377</id><published>2005-05-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:50:19.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bags are packed. The path is laid. I see no end. There's no other option. I ran, ran and never look back. With only my treasured memories to keep me strong, i had lost it all. The sky began to turn grey. It started to rain heavily. Drenched in the rain, i feel utterly hopeless. I looked around me, i am far from home. Everywhere i turn, i seem to see a mirage of her, smiling, wanting me to come home. I fall to my knees. Lost and confused. I never expected things to turn out this way. I have to find a solution. I had. But it came to no avail. So i run. Run from my fears. Run from my problems. What good is my happiness when i have no one special to share it with? Then i began to shed a tear. I hear her voice but i can't see or feel her. If only she knew how much she's so special to me, my path would end directly to her heart. I got back up to my feet and ran, as fast as i could, never to be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is dedicated to you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111675935148655377?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111675935148655377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111675935148655377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111675935148655377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111675935148655377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-bags-are-packed.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111650669697544112</id><published>2005-05-19T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T20:49:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, here I am, back again. Blogging.  Back then was the good ol' days of fun and success. Well i guess now its really down to work and a whole lot of suffering to go through. At this point of time, Mid Year Examinations is going to pass and it ain't as well as the previous ones i had. Someting's never change though. I'm still myself with little signs of growing up. Science is still my one source of fascination and life has never been this good. I dunno. What's there to rite about? My mind is dry. Ideas and thoughts? Blocked out by studies, formats and formulas. Life's a bliss and always will be despite all the tough times to go through. (U just CANNOT deny. :p)  well yesterday, something happened to me. &lt;strong&gt;*blushing*well since im a very shy person sooo, details are kept personal&lt;/strong&gt;. i guess i'll be leaving now.bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111650669697544112?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111650669697544112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111650669697544112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111650669697544112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111650669697544112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/well-here-i-am-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111615543207693903</id><published>2005-05-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:12:02.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok rite now, as i am writing this entry, i'm listening to the used-take it away. In the same playlist, there's amor for sleep-dream to make believe,emery-walls ,vindicated,I don't wanna know and She will be loved by Dashboard Confessionals, Mario Winnans and Maroon 5 respectively. This playlist makes up the songs that can drift me away. Anyways. Alot has been going on and there's much to update in today's entry. To kick things off, i have a new look. hehe. I'm wearing new spectacles now.those thick black kinds. haha.Damn. My left eye got worse by 80 degrees and my right eye 70 degrees. There's still slight discomforts in wearing the specs but i admit, i look more decent and smarter with it. sure.Maybe it can help me score for the mid year exmas. rofl. I just hope that i score for the mid years. My god do i suck bad. I really want an xbox so bad, with the ninja gaiden game provided. I went to mustafa centre yesterday for some shopping with my family. Got myself nothing. I was looking for a wall picture frame but it was unavailable. Well my house is now equipped with a new telephone and rice cooker and etc. It was truly extravagant there. It's like i wanna purchase everyting there on sale. If only i had $1m..haha. and finally the band room opened . ahah. i kinda miss the band room man. its like almost everyday i go for individuals and suddenly i have to stop and head straight home. rofl. yay! new band pieces!! haha. im playing 1st cornet for elton john classics. ill try my best..hehe. okay anyways, today, i manage to eat a slice of guava. Haha. Lame sia. okay bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111615543207693903?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111615543207693903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111615543207693903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111615543207693903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111615543207693903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-rite-now-as-i-am-writing-this-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111477576282355179</id><published>2005-04-29T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T19:56:02.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's kinda sad how when no one believes u. Have u ever had that feeling where u stand up for ur right but nobody believes u but urself? The only way to prove it now it through actions.... Soon, not long in the future, i'll plunge into darkness and pledge alliegience to misery. Just like the omen that was. Segregation? Let's see how life turns out. Every chapter is another story. Superb how life is huh. I won't be updating this blog for sometime. Depends on my mood.  Man..I wish i had some death threatening disease. Or what if i face a mishap such as a death of my family members? Maybe then life will be fair to me? PATHETIC. My sis bought me "Yellowcard's Ocean Avenue" Cd. Hehe. A superb emo punk rock band i listen to. :) Well yellowcard is banging on my hi-fi now..okay byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111477576282355179?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111477576282355179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111477576282355179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111477576282355179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111477576282355179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-kinda-sad-how-when-no-one-believes.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111459935585594918</id><published>2005-04-27T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:55:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, here we go. Right now, i have to admit i'm feeling angry so don't mind if behave a lil bit truculent. Here's the story, just now during geography class..the whole class was made to stand up. then &lt;strong&gt;FUCKER&lt;/strong&gt; singled out those who she think are good boys to sit down...i wasnt one of them.then abt 30 minutes later while i was copying jerry's geography notes..&lt;strong&gt;FUCKER&lt;/strong&gt; called me up. &lt;strong&gt;fucker&lt;/strong&gt; told me to remove my badge and tie and wrote my name in the class diary for defiancy. HAKIM-defiant and rude to the teacher: sat down when told to stand up. JUST WTF? i was sacked from the prefectorial board just like that. CHAO CHEE BYE. I sense racism. Damn rite RACISM!  Fuck ur family. Ham Kah CHan!  I'm never gonnna forgive u for ur deeds. How could u? Well, looks like we learnt a valuable lesson from this scenario. School is never a happy place. Some of the teachers are jerks and only want fame and fortune. Fuck u yeo lan. fuck you damn much.&lt;br /&gt;-i changed yeo lan name to &lt;strong&gt;FUCKER&lt;/strong&gt;.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111459935585594918?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111459935585594918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111459935585594918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111459935585594918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111459935585594918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/alright-here-we-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111400430927017973</id><published>2005-04-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:38:29.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Being grown up isn't as fun as growing up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror, i see my reflection. I look at my pictures, i see my past. And i glance at the idiot in the mirror again i tell myself how much i've grown. My eyelids look like wrinkles, my hair, part of which are dropping like flies. I am Abdullah hakim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mid year exams coming soon. must start studying already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111400430927017973?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111400430927017973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111400430927017973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111400430927017973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111400430927017973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/being-grown-up-isnt-as-fun-as-growing.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111365999850410331</id><published>2005-04-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:59:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13th april was finally the syf day for the spsmb.Honestly, the performance was alright except for a few hiccups here and there. GOLD with HONOURS. but unfortunately we didnt make it to presentation night. chee bye Saint andrews got inside. wah lan dehhh. ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had batch meeting today. we discussed alot of things ar. ate breakfast at kfc after that headed to the heeren. nathaniel wanted to buy those fugly coloured bands.ahaha. reached home around 5 pm. All the best hakim. A long weekend is ahead of me. Wish to use it well. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111365999850410331?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111365999850410331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111365999850410331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111365999850410331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111365999850410331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/13th-april-was-finally-syf-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111304964673554950</id><published>2005-04-09T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:27:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; added to fuck list: &lt;strong&gt;Mohammed Ashraf Bin Halim Angullia, Shaik Mohammed Muzhaffar&lt;/strong&gt; from 2E1, st patrick's school. BLOODY KNNS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111304964673554950?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111304964673554950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111304964673554950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111304964673554950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111304964673554950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-fuckers-added-to-fuck-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111304911763458610</id><published>2005-04-09T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:18:37.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is &lt;strong&gt;blogging&lt;/strong&gt;? Is it:&lt;br /&gt;- putting up the entire lyrics of a song and say "I love this song and it reflects me"?&lt;br /&gt;- day to day entries where everyday is almost the same thing as the day before &amp; the day after?&lt;br /&gt;- bitching about how your friend is such a fucktard and hope that everyone knows how u feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Welcome people, to the new era of blogging..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, went for a dental check up in school and wth the dentist gave me a slip of paper stating that i require braces.hahahahahaha.funny sia. wahhhh. singapore youth festival(syf) is in 4 days time. damn scared, i hope i wont screw up. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k this one is for &lt;strong&gt;Ashraf&lt;/strong&gt;:Dude, what's ur problem brat? Aku tak kacau kau, asal kau mulut mcm nak kena gesek ngan pantat nenek kau ar?  And what gave u the right to question me of my intelligence? . Of all people i can't stand, i really can't stand people like u. Gi mampos ar. I know its stupid for me to whine down here at my blog. U fucker. U think ur so big? Y not come to my face and say what u want to. That's more manly not like some imbecile like you. Ass hole. I hope u fucking get hit by a KFC delivery van and all the stupid chickens fall over u and u cry for help and no one hears u cept chicken parts. Argh. Y am i angry anyways? Please ar. Just leave me alone man. I don't need to get pissed over someting petty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARNEY FAN CLUB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111304911763458610?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111304911763458610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111304911763458610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111304911763458610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111304911763458610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-blogging-is-it-putting-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111253250017562210</id><published>2005-04-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:48:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bait, particularly worms, have the ability to attract fishes which hence gives the the skill to lure. those who have the greater training in luring ar known as: Master Baiters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I still have the mood to laugh my ass out till i die of suffocation. I have 4 dvd's which are comedy based: 1) Deuce Bigalow: Male gigolo, 2) Hot shots part 1, 3) Hot shots part duex, 4) White chicks. Ok i just finished watching white chicks and is halfway done through deuce bigalow. haha not bad ar. Earned me some good laughs. But im still not feeling any cramps yet. Argh.. Watever.hahah. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111253250017562210?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111253250017562210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111253250017562210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111253250017562210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111253250017562210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/04/bait-particularly-worms-have-ability.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111227582829674000</id><published>2005-03-31T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:30:28.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prior to which i shall begin, i owe each and every one of u who is reading this a big apology for my long absence. No i did not give up blogging. No i did not die out of depression. No i did not drown in the baby pool. I was just busy with band. lets see, okay today was not my official band practice but i still went to the band room and did individuals on hanover festival. took my section sectionals on blue ridge saga and on the village green. superb pieces. but the players hmmm. nvm. hahaha, i got smacked on the face by jia hao(a faggot). damn pain know, you fucking retard. chee bye lah:) okay tomorrow theres a performance at school. lower sec assembly. ahhh, gonna miss friday prayers.haiyah.Haha. Well khairul(my cousin) influenced me with greater interest in the current Star Wars: Knights of the old republic 2 Game that he bought recently and its getting on my mind to play it non-stop. Well, the life of a Jedi is worth sacrifice... either that, i'll go for being a Sith Lord. this sunday going to his house and play.wooohooooo! k,off to do art hw now. ~toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111227582829674000?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111227582829674000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111227582829674000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111227582829674000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111227582829674000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/03/prior-to-which-i-shall-begin-i-owe.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111063288084207150</id><published>2005-03-12T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:08:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf, okay singapore youth festival is just round the corner. 13 april 05. THE DAY,yes the day.k lame. but seriously syf is like coming damn freaking fast.omg. okay, today had band practice.FULL DAY.8 am to 5 pm.had full band at the hall with mr glosz, and he said we sounded like a top 5 band.WHOOOOOT! finally man. haiyah. going town tomorrow with weng,quan li, muhd hakim. fuck its not going to be nice.i wanna buy franz ferdinand cd at hmv ah.see if have. shitshit, blink 182 broke up already. dont know what happened, haiqal told me. there goes one of my favourite bands.heh. okay, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111063288084207150?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111063288084207150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111063288084207150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111063288084207150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111063288084207150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/03/wtf-okay-singapore-youth-festival-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111037858598576088</id><published>2005-03-09T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:29:45.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orite so here's a brief summary of today. Noting much. Stupid day at school and off i head for home. Got the results for common tests now. I got b3(english), c6 (sience), F9 (math)LOL , a2 (literature), b4 (history), b3 (geography), d7 (malay) ANOTHER LOL , b3 (art). disappointing results ahh. fuck it man. went for brass sectionals just now with mrs de souza. we sounded nice i think. haha. whatever lahh. Now that im chosen to represent the school for syf, i shall work extra extra hard and prove to the seniors i can do IT man.hah. so funnn and fuck you akshay sharma, you owe mdm yeo lan her liquid paper.knn. haiyah. byebye.off to play counter strike.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111037858598576088?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111037858598576088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111037858598576088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111037858598576088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111037858598576088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/03/orite-so-heres-brief-summary-of-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-111008658121768811</id><published>2005-03-06T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T13:23:01.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mathematics is a fucker.i flunked maths, again:( i changing my specs soon.so look out for my new look.okay.byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-111008658121768811?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/111008658121768811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=111008658121768811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111008658121768811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/111008658121768811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/03/mathematics-is-fucker.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110968451682604639</id><published>2005-03-01T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:41:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exams are finally over, but a celebration is not appropriate yet as more papers are coming my way.okay on 26 february performed in marine parade for their CNY shit.screwed performance i should say.falled my batch in, first timer.although i did alot of semluas. Heh. Im not a good writer. My sentence structure seems to be slacking. Just hope that u understand what i write. Days like these are meant to be cherished.  February has ended. Soon this entry will go into the archives and March arrives. From there, i only have 2 years and 9 more months of Secondary School life. Gotta make the best of it. Never know hw im gonna fair my common tests . Destiny awaits me. Well, i had a good day down town(on sunday,FEBRUARY 27) I got what i wanted(a quicksilver belt) and the exams are now over.The results are coming. Well, *ahh* i wanna sit back on my recliner, play the computer and let the day pass me by as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110968451682604639?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110968451682604639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110968451682604639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110968451682604639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110968451682604639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/03/exams-are-finally-over-but-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110923185560972951</id><published>2005-02-24T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:03:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New fucker added to fuck list:&lt;br /&gt;Leonard Cheah "Dunno what's his name" from St.Patricks school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was damn depressing.did math and malay exam today..wtf i left so many questions blank.damn.It's not that the maths exam was hard but i think i made a few careless mistakes here and there. If i'm unlucky, im gonna fail this stupid paper. Fuck it man, and i practiced so hard for it. Well malay ain't that bad. It's a matter of whether i make it through or not. Man am i fucked. Haha. Tomorrow is literature. All i have to do now is just remember some points and work my charm tomorrow. I'm so pissed off with my math. The paper was fairly alrite. Dammit. FUCK YOU Leonard! Haha. Read my lips. FUCK YOU! Woohoo!See myself in hell. And i love my life ok....OKAY.BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110923185560972951?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110923185560972951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110923185560972951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110923185560972951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110923185560972951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-fucker-added-to-fuck-list-leonard.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110890880212773841</id><published>2005-02-20T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:13:22.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.common tests is like in 2 more days and i just started on math and science.haiyah.was late for band on saturday..still owe nathaniel 26 rounds around the courtyard.wtf.did sectionals with sir ivan.he told me alot of useful stuff for hanover festival.cool guy,sir ivan.after band went out to parkway for lunch,went zion and all ah.lol.hidhir took out 14 bucks and blanjared danial,chow and me a taxi ride home.=)and hidhir fatihah and ain are not chio!i think apm is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;                         ive got alot more guitar chords to learn&lt;br /&gt;                         and common tests also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110890880212773841?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110890880212773841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110890880212773841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110890880212773841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110890880212773841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110847202939603027</id><published>2005-02-15T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:53:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive got fever and did not go to school today.damn la.missed band practice.nvmnvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110847202939603027?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844762.post-110839626700225275</id><published>2005-02-14T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:51:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guitar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/640/watever%20002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/320/watever%20002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110839626700225275?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110839626700225275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110839626700225275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110839626700225275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110839626700225275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110839599818752691</id><published>2005-02-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:46:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.my boxers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/640/Picture.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3583/320/Picture.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110839599818752691?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110839599818752691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110839599818752691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110839599818752691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110839599818752691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110838936770956255</id><published>2005-02-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:56:07.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.ive got spongebob squarepants boxers.my parents finally came back from bangkok.i finally discovered my umbrochure for blowing high notes.im so happy.i want new guitar picks!i wanna quit prefects la.dammit.i got myself a digicam last saturday.funfunfun.okay and happy valentines day,aiyah fuck it la.i love lucy hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110838936770956255?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110838936770956255/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay..here's a brief summary of today.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 am and did my homework,went to mr leong/sir jeremy's house for cny.haha.damn fun mingling with the alumnis and band members.ate spaghetti,woah damn nice! got a red packet(hong bao).went home with sir aidil and we talked about how i can improve myself ;being a band major music and all.great guy sir aidil=) while in the mrt saw alot of mats with their tapered pants.haha damn funny.reached home ard 9 plus.my parents are going to bangok tomorrow but im not sending them at the airport.damn sad and ohh im not a SKINHEAD neither am i a NAZI okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;                            I THINK PETERPAN IS NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110804592561910424?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110804592561910424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110804592561910424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110804592561910424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110804592561910424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110793777681927803</id><published>2005-02-09T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T16:29:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bloodyhell bored.i still think that the used is screamo.adolf hilter is great.hail hitler!haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;nyapnyapnyapnyapnyap.lalalalalalalalala.i borrowed three dvds from my friend.gonna watch them at midnight.downloaded some  screamo songs.trying to learn more guitar chords.hmm..ilikemylucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                        And further they cannot end the Revolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110793777681927803?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844762.post-110787906718008526</id><published>2005-02-09T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:11:07.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE LUCY;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110787906718008526?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110787906718008526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110787906718008526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110787906718008526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110787906718008526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-lucy.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-110785302311992017</id><published>2005-02-08T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T16:57:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyah</title><content type='html'>hello.it has been a long time since i updated.long long time.alot of things happened during the long long time.haha.well,i was appointed as band major music(sec2).very tough job.but nevermind i shall be happpy and continue to be loyal to the saint patrick's military band.passing out parade was fun and i got promoted.yeah~lance corporal you know.i am a happy boy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-110785302311992017?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/110785302311992017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=110785302311992017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110785302311992017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/110785302311992017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2005/02/aiyah.html' title='aiyah'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109923266048138932</id><published>2004-10-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:26:01.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day : Sunday ,Oct 31 ,Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzeera here updating for Hakim who is suffering from lack of updating syndrome .As I am such a nice person , I am here to save Hakim .tut tut tut tut tut ,that was supposed to sound like the theme song of Batman .&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooves ;&lt;br /&gt;I am uber bored and I went to the extent of being very nice and updating this bastard's blog .What is this crap about you seeing dead people .I can fly ,and you stole my wings .Fucking Ghostbuster (: Hakim's a skinhead .A weak skinhead .A very weak skinhead .A very faggot weak skinhead .Therefore Hakim is Gay .&lt;br /&gt;I beat you in History and Geography ,bite me baybee ! Poor idiot ,got your friendster account hacked .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now Hakim ;&lt;br /&gt;My day was fine ,it was that of an average probiscus monkey . I was spending my day worshipping Fadzeera when I was interrupted by howling chipmunks who asked for my number .Went online and got stuck trying to log on Friendster .Realised then that my excessive stupidity was oozing out my eyes ,someone hacked my account , so I sat and prayed to Fadzeera .I like eggs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Fadzeera ;&lt;br /&gt;Arent I sooo nice to update for you (:&lt;br /&gt;frosties are nice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109923266048138932?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109923266048138932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109923266048138932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109923266048138932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109923266048138932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/10/day-sunday-oct-31-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109508775742577609</id><published>2004-09-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T23:02:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been trying to force myself to create an entry for the past two days but my laziness seems to be taking over me.Orite so here's a brief summary of today. Noting much.3 periods of science and 2 hours of supplementary lesson after school. this is life eh?oh damn i lost my prefect badge.5 dollars gone to the drain.yeah!that bitch pereira's not coming to school until friday.well,i grown more hair now..can mohawk a little bit.im off to ply runescape now.till i blog again.&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/7844762-109508775742577609?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109508775742577609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109508775742577609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109508775742577609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109508775742577609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/ive-been-trying-to-force-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109490079642589146</id><published>2004-09-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T12:07:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last nite, reaching 11.30pm, i reflected. On all the minor to the major sins i have done in my life for the past 13 years. For the first time in my life, i was afraid of going to hell, i was afraid of my sins. I wanted to repent and never do it again, but the fear of repeating is still there. I'm stuck, confused and blurred. I never got sleep up to 4am. When i awoke, 40 minutes ago, i am told i have my religous classes on. Good thing for that cause it makes me at ease. I am turning more pious each day. I don't care. If it makes me different, i choose to be. I am becoming who i am born to be. That's what makes me special. Talked to abang hadi about jihad.haha.his nickname in the msn was "Nari malam, 2030hrs, Masjid Taqwa ada syarahan. JIHAD LAR SIKIT! datang lar".cool guy.now i know the real meaning of jihad, thanks to abang hadi.TERRORISTS SUCK!.well,the holidays are ending soon and ive got a new look.my hair has grown longer.gonna mohawk my hair a little bit.Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109490079642589146?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109490079642589146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109490079642589146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109490079642589146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109490079642589146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/last-nite-reaching-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109463671323734549</id><published>2004-09-08T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T21:05:50.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There comes a time where even the happiest man on earth meets his downfall. Even with riches, he still wallows in his self pity. Even with success, he cries in silence. When there's just no one else to turn to and when the only person u have turns her back from u. When all of a sudden, u feel like giving up. That time, has arrived for me.Life's a bitch and so am i, the world owes me so fuck u.I can't do this. The past is overtaking my future. I don't see a future but dwell in the past. In silence, it eventually kills me..my common tests results suck so much.i just cannot believe that i got one of the lowest in class for malay.fuck that rozanah,teach like fuck.Fuck u muthafucker. Oh i forgot u have no mom. Chao chee bye.I'll kill her if i have to. And don't call me crazy cause she made me this way. ARGH! Chee bye pergi mampus kau dengan mak kau dalam kubur yang gelap. But how? I never was a quitter but now i feel like i was stepped on till I'm 7 feet underground. haiz,my life suck eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quit band&lt;br /&gt;-quit the prefectorial board&lt;br /&gt;-kill people i hate&lt;br /&gt;-be a garbage truck collector&lt;br /&gt;-mods!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109463671323734549?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109463671323734549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109463671323734549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109463671323734549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109463671323734549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/there-comes-time-where-even-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109456426352764889</id><published>2004-09-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:37:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my faithful and loyal readers:Do you have someting to say in ur head and u want the whole world to know wat it is? Like a way of thought or just a lesson learnt. How hard is it to reach the world may i ask? VERY! Well, i was chatting with my old buddy, Edwin, abt the fear of ghosts. We both agreed that ghosts are not a friend we want to have, but we debated about what the motives of a ghost is. To haunt? To help? To just do noting at all? I really regret ever watching the first horror movie of my life. I really wish i didn't ever watched japanese horror movies. If so, my mind will be blocked out by the scary images of the japanese horrors. Haiz. Well, edwin  is stressed with school. So am I! haha. Damn the pressure to do well is here. Like a splinter to the brain. Oh man. I just wish i can make those who believe in me proud. At least im done with my art hw. Though it looks like crap, im just glad that its over. . So THIS is what life is huh. Take care now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109456426352764889?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109456426352764889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109456426352764889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109456426352764889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109456426352764889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/to-my-faithful-and-loyal-readersdo-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109455796910168848</id><published>2004-09-07T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T19:52:49.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got home from religous Mass (Islamic) at the mosque. There was a forum which emphasised how high moral of a person can bring about eternal hapiness. After the whole 3 1/2 hours, it has one way or another changed my life. It opened my eyes to what life is worth living for. I've now begun to see the path i have to take in being a person worthy to the society. The next step now is to walk it. The uztaz also talked about retribution. E.g: In ur pre-adult years (adolesence), when u scream and shout or scold vulgarities at ur parents, chances of u getting the same treatment is very high. Like they say, retribution. So i guess i better repent before my kids do the same to me. Just wanna build a family where i see my kids grow up bearing my grandchildren and being grateful and happy with their life. Till then shall i die happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109455796910168848?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109455796910168848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109455796910168848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109455796910168848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109455796910168848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-just-got-home-from-religous-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109404508021804999</id><published>2004-09-01T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:24:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109404508021804999?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109404508021804999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109404508021804999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109404508021804999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109404508021804999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109404352357179045</id><published>2004-09-01T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:04:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wont be blogging much because i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;my life is not band.&lt;br /&gt;i hate band.&lt;br /&gt;im no punkrock.&lt;br /&gt;i just like their concept.&lt;br /&gt;why asraf call me punkrock poseur?&lt;br /&gt;i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that bitch pereira.&lt;br /&gt;why should i care?&lt;br /&gt;i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;god,help me.&lt;br /&gt;i need a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109404352357179045?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109404352357179045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109404352357179045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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home straight with haiqal and m.hakim.we were talking about this girl from temasek secondary i think..woah..damn smelly sia."Body odour can control ah?"we were laughing non-stop.now i am the ketiak boy bcos that girl sat beside me .rofl.had to alight two bus stops before my usual stop to get rid of the girl.this saturday's junior band integration day and im not prepared for it.this integration day thingy is when the junior band joins the main band and practice for syf.haiz...boring life eh?&lt;br /&gt;shall not be late for prefect's meeting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109290910690938200?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109290910690938200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>had a concert at victoria concert hall yesterday.woah,imagine 8 bands playing at my band's the last one to perfom.boring!the concert was a success except for monk's hill band.retarded band.lol.i lost my hello panda  biscuit and felt miserable all the way in the bus.fuck.then after  packing up the band room danial,hidhir,jia hao,sir haiqal,sir james,leonard and me went to burger king and we had a hearty lunch....finished eating at abt 830 pm and took bus 12 home.woah,next saturday my batch gonna join the main band.prepare for next yr's syf..i tried to act weird wearing long sleeved shirt and blck shoes with short pants.lol.sir james keep telling me to change into school shoes..haha..&lt;strong&gt;'i like being weird la sir'...&lt;/strong&gt;tomorrow's common test and im really scared now....nvm...hahah..found out something really scary about sir haiqal..and im the only one in my batch except for alvin who knows...how stupid of sir haiqal to do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               IM DOOMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109255619674383378?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109255619674383378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109255619674383378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109255619674383378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109255619674383378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/08/junior-band-festival.html' title='junior band festival?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109204672589254099</id><published>2004-08-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:37:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I come bearing bad news and it might affect the stability of this blog's survival. For the next 3 weeks or so,the blog shall not be updated regularly.COMMON TESTS ARE COMING.and ive not studied yet.nvm.to hell with the tests.national day celebrations was quite fun though.highlights of the day:1e1 didnt win the class decorations,the souvenier's sucky,i felt sick when giving out the souveniers to 2n1 and 2n2,got the band t-shirt[finally]sec 4s r.o.d.PHEW.didnt go friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to white sands with my mum and sis.kakak wanted to buy new clothes for her sch function.waste my time sia.waste mum's money too.ate dinner at magic wok and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the ndp live telecast.fadzeera and i was talking abt those performers.haha.so gay sia their outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in pain and looking at your face makes it worse says:&lt;br /&gt;look at their outfits&lt;br /&gt;hamsters says:&lt;br /&gt;retarded sia&lt;br /&gt;hamsters says:&lt;br /&gt;fucktarded !&lt;br /&gt;im in pain and looking at your face makes it worse says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe....wonder how they feel wearing those type of clothes&lt;br /&gt;hamsters says:&lt;br /&gt;they're dicks must hurt&lt;br /&gt;im in pain and looking at your face makes it worse says:&lt;br /&gt;yes..so tight&lt;br /&gt;hamsters says:&lt;br /&gt;so gay !&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/7844762-109204672589254099?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109204672589254099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109204672589254099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109204672589254099'/><link rel='self' 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shirt.why the fuck should i wear red shirt to school?i dont give a damn.im gonna wear the school's pe tshirt.going to watch 'the village' with akshay,sheng ming,haiqal tomorrow after friday prayers.haiz..missed the it lesson..shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109170936288195188?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109170936288195188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109170936288195188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109170936288195188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109170936288195188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109163043378591467</id><published>2004-08-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T22:55:28.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiqal's truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went for band.ended at abt 6.30 pm.saw haiqal.lol.he got dismissed from the fitt club camp.oi,slimmer down la boy.his father was with this big red truck.he pelawa me.lol.since ive never ride a truck before,now heres my chance.oh,haiqal's such a mama boy.damn pampered sia.listened to jet on my sister's discman.jet's damn good.reached home at abt 7.45.was ruddy tired but mum forced me to go ngaji.wtf!?looking forward to tomorrow's it lesson.powerpoint's easy la.even my grand ma can do it.lol.m.hakim,you suck.thats all i got to say.enough of your jacks.and you know what haiqal and i are planning to jack you back.see if you dare to tell ur mama.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109163043378591467?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/feeds/109163043378591467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844762&amp;postID=109163043378591467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109163043378591467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844762/posts/default/109163043378591467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com/2004/08/haiqals-truck.html' title='haiqal&apos;s truck'/><author><name>Hakim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11465971462396817623</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-7844762.post-109153901704143373</id><published>2004-08-03T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T22:27:17.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farken hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to school with my farken hair.irwin was the first one to see.he was laughing non stop.when i stepped into class..that farker hanif was as usual.EXTRA.He was laughing like nobody's business.FUCK YOU HANIF.almost everyone at the school asked me whether im a skinhead .lol.oi,im no skinhead la boy.Oh,met fadzeera at the bustop.waited and waited,after about 20 minutes then she turned up.She brought her travis barker drumsticks.im so jealous sia.haha,fadzeera showed me a photo of sharifah with tudung.she looks weird and funny though.oh yes,m.hakim was there too.npcc....suck la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NPCC CADETS EAT YOUR CROTCHES AND DIE!im so not looking forward to tomorrow's excursion.with yeo lan{moley moley}haha..im bad.oh,geography and science test.study..study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh...got reprimanded and humiliated by mr roshan.lol.farking roshan.hanif's one big sissified fuckwit.oh,i dont know why hes so sensitive.go eat shit and die la boy.went to some big hindu temple at ceylon road i think.saw haiqal's lookalike.damn funny.short and plump.just like haiqal.went to a buddhist temple[mangala something someting]learned abt buddha and his history.m.hakim,u son of a bitch.just admit it okay.i've got proof and you dont.back off dude.eat ur crotch and die u muthafuckinarsehole.you and your gay partner can go and die.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844762-109153901704143373?l=weirdlifeofhakim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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