<?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-2377871450375389495</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:22:04.977+08:00</updated><category term='squat'/><category term='beer'/><category term='Manchester United'/><category term='rocky'/><category term='afiq berak'/><category term='talking'/><category term='magic'/><category term='chicken rice'/><category term='hello there'/><category term='Liza nude'/><category term='care'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='cups'/><category term='supplements'/><category term='the truth'/><category term='tissue and soap'/><category term='get my point'/><category term='cute'/><category term='bike'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='Kau nak main pokemon ?'/><category term='like real'/><category term='eat'/><category term='everybody'/><category term='milo'/><category term='girls'/><category term='I love chick flicks'/><category term='shroom burger'/><category term='no more hustling'/><category term='egg'/><category term='so what?'/><category term='What if'/><category term='sick and tired'/><category term='video'/><category term='my life'/><category term='head'/><category term='milf'/><category term='swine flu'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='dota'/><category term='anybody'/><category term='-----'/><category term='somebody'/><category term='Mas Selamat caught'/><category term='Dissed'/><category term='liqour'/><category term='personal'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='rip'/><category term='st james'/><category term='eff me'/><category term='june'/><category term='powerlifter suit'/><category term='abg nabil handsome'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='M.I.A'/><category term='nipples'/><category term='nobody'/><category term='Fuck this shit'/><category term='record'/><category term='lie'/><category term='----'/><category term='Still riding'/><category term='weeeeee'/><category term='stack'/><category term='Musa'/><category term='arms'/><category term='cinnamon meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='PE0109B'/><category term='before and after'/><category term='nabil is a sweet guy'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Erwin'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Teeth hurts'/><category term='eating'/><category term='folks'/><category term='svytvysb'/><category term='patron'/><category term='taylor swift raps'/><category term='heyhoe'/><category term='cat'/><category term='jurongville'/><category term='10/7/09 bitch'/><category term='movie list'/><category term='berak'/><title type='text'>Nabil Yates</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-1811606006675212978</id><published>2010-06-21T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:36:36.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Almost had an accident. ALMOST. What a close call. ALMOST went head on with a car. The few seconds which makes a difference about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-1811606006675212978?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/1811606006675212978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/almost-had-accident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1811606006675212978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1811606006675212978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/almost-had-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5643365994843114714</id><published>2010-06-16T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:54:46.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't think im gonna update this blog for quite awhile. Cause now it's the 'work is enjoyable' phase. And my life's not gonna be interesting anymore cause im gonna eat work live work and breathe work. There's nothing special in my life anymore hahaha. But i'll be back a different  and stronger guy. Maybe the next time you see me, im gonna be somebody interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah, im not perfect, i seriously dont know how can this happen. I dont know why we fought cause i was half asleep when i said that to you. Im not perfect, im human, i make mistakes. I'll learn from my mistakes, dont ever text you when im half asleep. Well that is if we're still talking. I'll take this as a test. I wanna know if 6 months or maybe 1 year from now i still have deep feelings for you. Well if i still do then to me this is love, not just a crush. Cause we're not gonna be seeing or talking to each other for a long period. Other than that, im just gonna go on with life. And i blame myself fully for all that happened. Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5643365994843114714?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5643365994843114714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-think-im-gonna-update-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5643365994843114714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5643365994843114714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-think-im-gonna-update-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3882997733064671697</id><published>2010-06-12T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:24:46.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1pABjF7WfE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1pABjF7WfE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3882997733064671697?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3882997733064671697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3882997733064671697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3882997733064671697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4560438808377809215</id><published>2010-06-08T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:56:27.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am i on a drinking streak? Cmon Nabil you promised your parents you won't drink once you got a bike, you promised her. But technically she doesn't care anymore, so the promise is voided. Mum said, if i don't heed dad's advice, i won't be holding on to my license and bike for long :( I really wanna stop drinking, i have too much sins. But i can't help it. Now when friends suggest clubs and drinking i'll automatically accept. Maybe cause when im high it will ease the pain? Or i'll dare to text you but still won't dare to read your replies, so i asked you not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're just in the beginning of a classic love story. The way you speak, the way you laugh, everything, i feel like you deserve someone better. Not a low life like me who can't support you in the future. Someone who's as clever as you are so he would understand what your saying and not like me, who needs you to explain a million times. You deserve to be happy. I wanna talk to you, but i don't know how to.  Maybe a bottle of whiskey might help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4560438808377809215?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4560438808377809215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-on-drinking-streak-cmon-nabil-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4560438808377809215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4560438808377809215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-on-drinking-streak-cmon-nabil-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5254897811301778728</id><published>2010-06-06T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:32:52.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad to say, i watch my baby fall on its own in slow motion. You wouldnt understand what i felt. And the worse thing is my bike fell infront of everybody, my friends, and im outside the coffeeshop.. Everyone turned to see how my baby fell. My heart almost stopped.. Haiz.. 3 scratches, 1 small dent on the tank and my brake lever dented. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sundays are boring. Im a soulless dude today, only my bike to accompany me. Only my laptop to accompany me. What a loser. I guess my life's gonna be like this forever. It feels like a part of me is gone, well it actually is gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best cure? time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5254897811301778728?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5254897811301778728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/sad-to-say-i-watch-my-baby-fall-on-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5254897811301778728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5254897811301778728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/sad-to-say-i-watch-my-baby-fall-on-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-9221786842505186633</id><published>2010-06-05T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:21:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/TAox22AnoSI/AAAAAAAAATk/zSdqWGca-mc/s1600/mybike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/TAox22AnoSI/AAAAAAAAATk/zSdqWGca-mc/s400/mybike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479246714930438434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By now you all would have known that i got my license and bought a bike. Let me introduce to you my princess. I met her on 21st of may and fell in love with her. Im officially not gay, sorry to disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i hate her wheels too, gonna change it tomorrow. Gonna modify this sexy bike! Im getting the hang of riding on the roads and highway. But, no matter how experienced you are, anything can happen, and any day can be your last day. So i quit drinking, trying to stop all the bad stuff. Cause i dont wanna die with alcohol in my system. Im trying to live everyday to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i miss you, but im egoistic. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-9221786842505186633?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/9221786842505186633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/by-now-you-all-would-have-known-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/9221786842505186633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/9221786842505186633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/06/by-now-you-all-would-have-known-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/TAox22AnoSI/AAAAAAAAATk/zSdqWGca-mc/s72-c/mybike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-6585867182282845404</id><published>2010-05-10T05:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T05:21:02.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just got back from work. I brought back a 3L Cordon Bleu bottle thanks to the best supervisor ever TAUFIQ PELACUR! HAHAHA! Dude if whenever you give me a hard time at work, then i guess you've already read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm either gonna fill the bottle with $1 OR 50cent coins. Which is easier? Which will look nicer? Timothy's $1 collection in the Cordon Bleu bottle is like 2k plus! How long can i collect that much coins?! But in my evil mind, i have a plan to keep all the $1 coins in Singapore, till there's none left in the banks. Haha so not possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting better and am enjoying it. But im so fucking tired i dont have enough sleep. The worst part is, its gonna be a fucking long week. School then straight go work, almost everyday. Im gonna die of exhaustion! And getting 5 hours of sleep is rare right now.&lt;/span&gt; Speaking bout school, i just recieved my 2nd warning letter. Degil siol aku hahaha! This means i have to go school everyday and not fool around anymore.. Okay fuck why is my font getting smaller and smaller. I fucking hate blogger right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6585867182282845404?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6585867182282845404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-got-back-from-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6585867182282845404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6585867182282845404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-got-back-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-951774380205817450</id><published>2010-05-06T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:30:31.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmdCV5C_11M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmdCV5C_11M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-951774380205817450?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/951774380205817450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/951774380205817450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/951774380205817450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2077360276933047637</id><published>2010-05-06T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:33:47.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like im a depressing guy. Cause i find working is fun and it helps with the rebound.  I had high hopes, yes i did. But failing my prac 8 again for the second time makes me so depress. I feel like giving up. Everything is not going my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Regrets. Thinking back, i shouldnt have said yes. Everything will be fine if i'd said no. But something in me made me say yes and here i am right now. Full of regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2077360276933047637?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2077360276933047637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-feel-like-im-depressing-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2077360276933047637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2077360276933047637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-feel-like-im-depressing-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-863211920079864704</id><published>2010-05-04T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:36:35.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been missing school and missing important tests lately. Guess im going to fail this module. Guess i have to quit school. No point in schooling right now. But im scared of doing nothing. Wasting my life away. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are my rehab. This is the rebound :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-863211920079864704?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/863211920079864704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-missing-school-and-missing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/863211920079864704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/863211920079864704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-missing-school-and-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2498540938183747618</id><published>2010-05-03T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:52:05.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay i find this song extremely beautiful, although i do not understand all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_2ueOgGUuE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_2ueOgGUuE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2498540938183747618?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2498540938183747618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-i-find-this-song-extremely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2498540938183747618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2498540938183747618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-i-find-this-song-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2151067868031179988</id><published>2010-05-01T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:28:39.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZ7ElrN0d4Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZ7ElrN0d4Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2151067868031179988?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2151067868031179988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2151067868031179988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2151067868031179988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-830637010551088373</id><published>2010-04-26T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:37:59.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Im not ready for a relationship, and im not wanting one right now. Im being considerate because i know i wont have as much time to spent with my girl. That's not fair right. And for you, i dont mind if we just stay as friends, because you're so special i dont wanna lose you if the relationship doesn't work out. All i want is to know that you love me. But right now i'll just keep everything to myself cause i know you'll just push me away further if i come any closer. I dont know what you're feeling right now but a few weeks back, to you, you and me was just a holiday fling. Thank you for doing this twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-830637010551088373?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/830637010551088373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-ready-for-relationship-and-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/830637010551088373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/830637010551088373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-ready-for-relationship-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4528980802740932463</id><published>2010-04-24T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:37:34.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And i said, your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Are the brightest of all colours&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4528980802740932463?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4528980802740932463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-i-said-your-eyes-are-brightest-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4528980802740932463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4528980802740932463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-i-said-your-eyes-are-brightest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8427722227290542559</id><published>2010-04-19T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:19:30.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't make me feel this way. I just can't help it. I need you right now. I need to sit close to you.. I need to see your smile. I need to hear your laughter. Everything about you makes me feel weak but i love you still. I do not want a relationship. Cause im not ready for anything. But i believe, when it comes, it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8427722227290542559?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8427722227290542559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-make-me-feel-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8427722227290542559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8427722227290542559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-make-me-feel-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5154936689428990062</id><published>2010-04-18T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T14:03:56.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow i want to go to the gym. I HOPE SO! I realized how small i've become. Marlyna said i went from sapau to kueh pao! Epain says im from something to an ordinary guy. Fuck it! I want to start back. A minority of you would know what happened to my  body, i abused my body day and night :( Previously i was training so i can fit L size shirt. Now im aiming for XL shirt! Imagine how big im gonna be. The time has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5154936689428990062?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5154936689428990062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-i-want-to-go-to-gym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5154936689428990062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5154936689428990062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-i-want-to-go-to-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7179247497425067274</id><published>2010-04-14T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:34:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The scar on my forehead means everything to me. I hope it wont heal and last forever. But nothing lasts forever :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7179247497425067274?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7179247497425067274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/scar-on-my-forehead-means-everything-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7179247497425067274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7179247497425067274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/scar-on-my-forehead-means-everything-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4636224490338166670</id><published>2010-04-12T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:05:02.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My heart is still open for you and i just realised i havent moved on. I thought i did. Those memories from 2008 is always have been running thru my mind. And the best part is i found old neoprints of us. Bittersweet memories. But its impossible for me to not have move on. It has been 2 years since you left me. Maybe your love made a huge impact in my life till the feeling wont go. But ohwell, maybe a summer fling will always be a summer fling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4636224490338166670?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4636224490338166670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-heart-is-still-open-for-you-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4636224490338166670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4636224490338166670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-heart-is-still-open-for-you-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-253938928734194161</id><published>2010-04-09T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:46:51.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay im sick and tired of living in the night. It's like a nightmare actually. I dont really get to see the sun quite often. I dont get to see people. Im always at home since there's nothing much to do at night. What my friend said was true, nightlife is not that great. Aku degil sangat nak try, amek kau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-253938928734194161?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/253938928734194161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-im-sick-and-tired-of-living-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/253938928734194161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/253938928734194161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-im-sick-and-tired-of-living-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-638494381063921465</id><published>2010-03-05T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:29:52.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are few changes in my life recently. I quit my previous job and was jobless for 1 week. I was panicking cause financially im not stable. Then one night i was hanging out with friends when one of my ex-managers called me and asked if i could work on thurs,fri and sat as a waiter at one of the thai disco. I accept but was like wtf?!?! Thai disco?! And why would they want a male waiter when usually in this kinda places the thai girls are the one who serve the drinks. I was hoping that this is not a thai gay bar! Because thai guys are like fugly haha. Okay and im not gay, not until june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day. I was supposed to reach at 9pm but i arrived early, 8.30pm. The club is at textile centre, Atlantis. When i reach i asked the bouncer if this is the unit number, he said yes, told him was here for a job and brought me in. When i enter, PUKIWAKKKK!! BESAR SIAL TEMPAT!! 22000 sq ft! 2000 sq ft more then Zirca! The stage is big. The place is like secondary school indoor hall. I was thinking to myself, FUCK tempat besar, nak serve org jauh sial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the manager, told him my name and ask if i ever work in this kinda places and as what. Told him i was a bartender for almost 6 months in a hotel and straightaway he asked me to work at the bar. Hehe i was damn happy! Then he ask if i have other jobs i told him no, he brought me to his office and asked me to fill up employment form. He hired me without me even asking for the job! Maybe i look good yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the place but everyone working there are chinese, except for the bouncers who are all malays. One bouncer offered me to switch positions to be a bouncer cause he told me i got the built. So now im still deciding, should i switch? I get to wear that G2000 suit and the wire walkie talkie thingy in my ear. So cooooool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-638494381063921465?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/638494381063921465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-are-few-changes-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/638494381063921465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/638494381063921465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-are-few-changes-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-6661523806394611822</id><published>2010-02-06T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:16:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today had fun at work. Learning flairing with Henry, and when the practice bottle drop on the floor the guests laughed like fuck! Haha! They were like so happy, maybe cause they reminiscing their younger days. Cause most of them are old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly's like 2 months pregnant -.- All those beer in my belly :( Been drinking like almost all the time. But once i got a bike, all this nonsense will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaaa.. Scandals here and scandals there. Nude photos leaking, videos blahblahblah. Why bother? It's up to them to take those photos and videos, and it might not be their fault that it leaked. The culture in Singapore is too fucked up. So uptight. Just leave them alone. Me, if i see those pictures i'll just go wow! nice tits! and thats it. Be more like me aii! Im your role model, word up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6661523806394611822?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6661523806394611822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-had-fun-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6661523806394611822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6661523806394611822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-had-fun-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3377757201884669826</id><published>2010-02-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:24:15.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth'/><title type='text'>the truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll declare myself gay if i dont got a girlfriend by June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3377757201884669826?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3377757201884669826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3377757201884669826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3377757201884669826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/truth.html' title='the truth'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-1450952727213278763</id><published>2010-02-03T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:02:07.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I want call PCK renovate my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-1450952727213278763?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/1450952727213278763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-call-pck-renovate-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1450952727213278763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1450952727213278763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-call-pck-renovate-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3666992403034640723</id><published>2010-02-03T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:58:25.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love chick flicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so what?'/><title type='text'>I love chick flicks, so what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Teacher just gave me 23/20 for my assignment! Pelik kan? Hahaha! How come got extra 3 marks! Maybe im just damn goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know what's irritating when you turn 18? You buy ciggs and they never check your IC!! KNNCCB fucking mad! When im not legal they wanna check my id, when im legal they dont bother, like wtf! It's like they magically know im 18!! Do i even have the number 18 on my forehead?!?! Im gonna kill the cashier if he/she never ask for id!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next, im mad at BBDC for showing us the accident videos! Now im like afraid to ride a bike! Fuck you! Nabil, you have to overcome your fears, and get a bike, so minahreps melekat with you! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3666992403034640723?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3666992403034640723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-chick-flicks-so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3666992403034640723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3666992403034640723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-chick-flicks-so-what.html' title='I love chick flicks, so what?'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-259866924481040960</id><published>2010-01-31T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:49:11.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-----'/><title type='text'>Ke$ha is hot, im not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Im so surprised that there's still people reading my blog! Very very surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not had enough sleep for the whole week. 4-6 hours of sleep everyday. I have school, gym, bike license and work! I seriously miss those times that im free. Ask duit from mummy. Don't need to work for allowance. What a sad case :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now at work, there's this lady seating alone at the table reading a book. She looks like in her mid 20s, quite cute. She went up to the bar and ordered a Singapore Sling. I made the drink with all my heart and soul :P, served the drink and she commented that its great. I just smile and went back to the bar, then i told my friend i wanna fuck her, out loud, not really loud, in my normal voice, which i think is loud, or is it not? From the corner of my eye i saw her staring at me then i felt so guilty so i hid from her heh. I think she heard lah! But she's quite cute, from canada. Now i know Canadian chicks are cute! I wanna go to Canada!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and there's this girl i met from work  name Courtney, from Australia. She told me if i went to Australia, all girls will drool over me! Cause she said i got the muscles hehe! So after Canada i wanna go Australia! Oh yeah, she said i got a sexy smile too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this Russian chick, early 20s, fucking pretty! I wanna marry her! But she left Singapore few weeks back. Haiyaa... Why can't all you Singaporean girls be as pretty as them?!?! ANWSER ME!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-259866924481040960?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/259866924481040960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/keha-is-hot-im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/259866924481040960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/259866924481040960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/keha-is-hot-im-not.html' title='Ke$ha is hot, im not'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3023270535222341834</id><published>2010-01-30T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:43:18.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='----'/><title type='text'>Hard Rock Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/S2Mr2VgZHwI/AAAAAAAAATc/v017egG_M40/s1600-h/30012010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/S2Mr2VgZHwI/AAAAAAAAATc/v017egG_M40/s400/30012010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432233788024889090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/S2Mrfy52qNI/AAAAAAAAATU/y-wegTmfmVU/s1600-h/30012010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Extra sweet Caipirinha, half done hehehe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so damn tired today. Very sleepy. Morning went to work, work my ass off. After work, boss treat us to a couple round of drinks at hard rock sentosa,Its a multi-racial event, Germans, English, Mauritius, China, India, Malaysia, Singapore. Heh, this is the friends you make if you're in the hotel line.  The place is fucking cool! The poolside looks damn classy. I wanna work there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3023270535222341834?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3023270535222341834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/hard-rock-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3023270535222341834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3023270535222341834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/hard-rock-hotel.html' title='Hard Rock Hotel'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/S2Mr2VgZHwI/AAAAAAAAATc/v017egG_M40/s72-c/30012010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-3106761220518815799</id><published>2010-01-29T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:35:03.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna do a fucking loud headphone for my school project. The type of headphones which will get you alot of stares from people in the train :)&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly im interested in school. Maybe cause the lessons are getting more and more interesting, cause i can understand some, but not all. And i don't skip classes anymore, unless i have something important on. Im so proud of myself. Hope this attitude stays with me till my final year exam. Then i'll get good grades and i'll treat all of you to a round of drinks :) So nice of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fuck, i've been single for almost 2 years now! FML sia. Bad for my reputation and my future. What am i gonna tell my kids? "Ayah kau ni bile umur 18, single mingle, takde pompan nak ayah" -.- CB SIAL. Drop my waterface. God, if you have plans on my relationship with my future girl, please oh please speed up the process. You will always wanna feel being loved and cared for. I wanna feel that before i die, y'know cause you can die anytime anywhere. Im thankful for turning 18. Im not sure if i can turn 19. Cause i always have this feeling that i'll die early. Let me end this post this way, so it will set you thinking and leaving you an impression that im insane in the mind. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3106761220518815799?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3106761220518815799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/schools-interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3106761220518815799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3106761220518815799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/schools-interesting.html' title='School&apos;s interesting'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5688889960090070214</id><published>2010-01-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:42:18.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Almost failed my 1.02, but i passed. lucky siaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5688889960090070214?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5688889960090070214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-failed-my-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5688889960090070214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5688889960090070214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-failed-my-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3797371449746515485</id><published>2010-01-28T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:21:08.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i seriously dont know what title to put</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i understand what it feels like to have too many priorities and not know which to prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm always wondering what she's  thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3797371449746515485?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3797371449746515485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-seriously-dont-know-what-title-to-put.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3797371449746515485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3797371449746515485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-seriously-dont-know-what-title-to-put.html' title='i seriously dont know what title to put'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7999294578980290021</id><published>2010-01-27T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:25:04.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nabil is a sweet guy'/><title type='text'>I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like a girl with a strong personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7999294578980290021?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7999294578980290021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7999294578980290021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7999294578980290021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like.html' title='I like'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5257243382323076710</id><published>2010-01-13T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:03:00.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abcd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Im trying my best to go to school everyday, but teacher always release us very early. So school will be like only 1 or 2 hours. WTF DUDE WTF!!! I need to wake up 2 1/2 hours before school  just to get ready and take train, and class is only 1 hour! Can you feel me? Skipping school looks like a beautiful option :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5257243382323076710?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5257243382323076710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/abcd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5257243382323076710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5257243382323076710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/abcd.html' title='abcd'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-932334169951591789</id><published>2010-01-12T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:08:28.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should be happy since im turning legal in a few days, but something's just not right, something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-932334169951591789?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/932334169951591789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-should-be-happy-since-im-turning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/932334169951591789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/932334169951591789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-should-be-happy-since-im-turning.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8863165902219432939</id><published>2009-12-30T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:02:24.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.I.A'/><title type='text'>M.I.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally i feel like blogging. I have much to tell but dont quite know how to put it in words and sentences. Cause my english is getting worse. The fact that im surrounded by foreigners everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, i've been very busy working earning $$$. Im working 6 days per week and only get a dat off. I cant even choose my off day, though im a part-timer, which sucks. I see my family for 2 hours everyday but see my boss for 12 hours -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say i hate my job though its damn tiring cause the advantages weigh far more than disadvantages. Advantages are, that i see tits everyday, free flow of alcohol and i get to learn how to be a bartender and the tips hehh. I get to see tits cause i work at a pool side bar. White chicks wearing bikini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've saved up for my bike license, now saving for bike insurance and the bike itself. 5.5k more niggaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8863165902219432939?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8863165902219432939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/12/mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8863165902219432939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8863165902219432939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/12/mia.html' title='M.I.A'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5638813981553110351</id><published>2009-11-19T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:45:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwVk1XuMteI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gx6pwwm7C9s/s1600/SNC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwVk1XuMteI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gx6pwwm7C9s/s400/SNC00042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405837795791779298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dogol's birthday ( center guy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have i ever told you that i fucking hate gym rats? Maybe i did. Gym rats are those who go to the gym to socialise, wasting precious time at the free weights bench, holding on to dumbbells like for 1 hour and stealing my dumbbells!!! What would you feel if someone stole your dumbbell when you're taking a water break?! Maybe you dont know what's the feeling like cause you assholes dont workout. I was at the squat rack unloading plates from the barbell, obviously finishing my shrugs. I have a pair of 10kg dumbbells on the floor which is near to the squat rack. I wanted to do upright rows and superset it with dumbbell trap exercises, but before that i have to go for a drink cause i was fucking thirsty, when i came back, the fucking dumbbells went missing, search for it and saw it with this group of GYM RATZ, 4 of them, chinese, all male, in their early 20s. I was like fucking mad!!!!! Because im a nice person, i dont wanna get the dumbbells back from them so i search for another pair of 10kg of dumbbells, took me like 5mins, which in the bodybuilding world its like 30mins!!!!!! dont understand nevermind, cause i understand you faggots  dont know nothing bout bodybuilding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something else which is bothering me. Why are the christmas decorations up when its not yet December?! Like wtf?! The decorations were out early november. What has Singapore turned to? Where's the fairness and equality nabey cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im taking a break to understand what my feelings are clearly. Im not being a bitch or egoistic. So please, dont you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5638813981553110351?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5638813981553110351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/dogols-birthday-center-guy-have-i-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5638813981553110351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5638813981553110351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/dogols-birthday-center-guy-have-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwVk1XuMteI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gx6pwwm7C9s/s72-c/SNC00042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-7074688337427082126</id><published>2009-11-16T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:39:30.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwAsaDfrp4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5YduUzbdp58/s1600-h/15112009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwAsaDfrp4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5YduUzbdp58/s400/15112009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404368378971006850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally touched up my UV tat after one year! And the above picture is the end product. Sorry but the flash spoiled the picture, so the UV ink ain't clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a shape of a koi on my forearm with no visible ink and it looks like i drew it using a marker -.- Can't wait till the scar is gone, dont have to cover with bandages during work and people keep asking me why what how!! So irritating. If they ask what is that, i'll answer UV tattoo, then they will ask me what is UV, and i'll answer them, then they ask why ^@$%@^#&amp;amp;#(&amp;amp;!!!!!!! Imagine 10 people ask you the same thing over and over again!! Next time im gonna ask them google it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly everything is getting clearer to me, the hints you're giving me indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7074688337427082126?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7074688337427082126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-touched-up-my-uv-tat-after-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7074688337427082126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7074688337427082126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-touched-up-my-uv-tat-after-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SwAsaDfrp4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5YduUzbdp58/s72-c/15112009%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-5290210650762068121</id><published>2009-11-11T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:24:09.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvmSv0vRcYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1OuU7SmoFyA/s1600-h/10112009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvmSv0vRcYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1OuU7SmoFyA/s400/10112009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402510578316046722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Liqours, Rums, Whisky, Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i have this much at home, wont i be the happiest guy alive?! My workplace, Rasa Sentosa pool bar. Im learning how to make cocktails. Fucking hard to memorise all the ingredients! I learn lots of things, such as Smirnoff is a vodka and Bacardi is a rum like wtf! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5290210650762068121?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5290210650762068121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/liqours-rums-whisky-wine-if-only-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5290210650762068121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5290210650762068121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/liqours-rums-whisky-wine-if-only-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvmSv0vRcYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1OuU7SmoFyA/s72-c/10112009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-3493809049355783423</id><published>2009-11-05T10:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:15:18.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patron'/><title type='text'>patron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvI1FuWhbnI/AAAAAAAAASs/zpTHAs3OFVU/s1600-h/patron-silver_3002_r2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvI1FuWhbnI/AAAAAAAAASs/zpTHAs3OFVU/s400/patron-silver_3002_r2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437275628760690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3493809049355783423?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3493809049355783423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/patron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3493809049355783423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3493809049355783423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/patron.html' title='patron'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SvI1FuWhbnI/AAAAAAAAASs/zpTHAs3OFVU/s72-c/patron-silver_3002_r2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-7609319477473087199</id><published>2009-11-04T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:58:12.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzzjgBAaWZw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzzjgBAaWZw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7609319477473087199?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7609319477473087199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7609319477473087199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7609319477473087199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4010727121776569817</id><published>2009-11-02T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:52:47.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weekends was not a blast. Worked thru my weekend. 16 hours per day, felt like i just came back from war hahaha. Working at the Barclays was a fun experience. Especially meeting new people and getting new job opportunities hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday drank tigers while working, after work boss popped champagne to congratulate us. My first time drinking champagne, free pulak tu haha. Today i missed school, woke up at 1 sharp. Maybe later going gym and hit my chest ft. tricep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4010727121776569817?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4010727121776569817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekends-was-not-blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4010727121776569817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4010727121776569817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekends-was-not-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8221116071849087198</id><published>2009-10-30T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:24:51.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heyhoe'/><title type='text'>heyhoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's gym session was bitchin'! Train alone again, but still had fun. I listened to my ipod, i dont usually do this but it really change things abit. But the sucky part is when im doing a set, suddenly the song change into jiwang. POKEWAKKK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 + 1 reasons why i don't update blog regularly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im very lazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no inspiration&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brain's condemned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My life's a bore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy facebook-ing and youtube-ing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy dreaming becoming the biggest dude to ever walk earth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy finding the meaning of life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy eating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spankwire.com is better than my blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe FHM too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the feeling im annoying you, so maybe i should just back up and dont bother you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8221116071849087198?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8221116071849087198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyhoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8221116071849087198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8221116071849087198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyhoe.html' title='heyhoe'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5525757411377762680</id><published>2009-10-22T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:48:03.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The attack of the lipas 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/St9VZ-KcoHI/AAAAAAAAASk/dUKgYVKeoME/s1600-h/22102009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/St9VZ-KcoHI/AAAAAAAAASk/dUKgYVKeoME/s400/22102009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395124783285051506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This mafucka scared the shit out of me!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking arse! I was lying down on my bed watching a movie on youtube, movie just ended and i saw something go under my bed.. Out of curiosity, i used my hp torchlight and see what it is. Suddenly the bapaks of all the lipas run towards me, like trying to attack me.. I ran to my mum's room and woke her up ( my dad's working at night ), i beg her to help me kill this mafucka! I took the insect spray ik what's it formally called. Aimed at that bitch and sprayed madly! Then the cockcroach buat tecktonik jap then died. My mum didnt dare to throw the roach away at first, and i came up the idea of using the newspaper, roll it, and play golf with the roach. So my mum did that all the way to the kitchen and throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im in a state of paranoia. Now i keep the insect spray within arms reach! Im afraid i'll be having nightmares for a week! I hope the roach's family wont return and attack me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5525757411377762680?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5525757411377762680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/attack-of-lipas-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5525757411377762680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5525757411377762680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/attack-of-lipas-2.html' title='The attack of the lipas 2'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/St9VZ-KcoHI/AAAAAAAAASk/dUKgYVKeoME/s72-c/22102009%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-481951015784291828</id><published>2009-10-21T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:03:07.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got a sucky start to the week, did not have much sleep. Slept for 2 hours for 2 days, sucks right! I get this fuct up feeling before i go to sleep, like a sudden rush of emotions which i could not describe. Feel so restless.. I dont know whats gonna happen to me if this keeps happening, its suicidal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been skating more often lately, and my body size is decreasing gradually.. My shoulders are not as wide as before :( I can fit in my M size uniform :(:( and L is like too loose already.. I look funny.. Looking at the upcoming weeks and months, i dont think i can get my body back, im soooo busy schooling and working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"sucks to be you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-481951015784291828?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/481951015784291828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-sucky-start-to-week-did-not-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/481951015784291828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/481951015784291828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-sucky-start-to-week-did-not-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7472004379412494625</id><published>2009-10-20T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:51:07.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGcH2lAJJRQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGcH2lAJJRQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7472004379412494625?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7472004379412494625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7472004379412494625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7472004379412494625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8691516412994492779</id><published>2009-10-13T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:41:38.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird dan pelik</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I learnt a new word today! HAIRPEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to miss Affiqah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8691516412994492779?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8691516412994492779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-learnt-new-word-today-hairpee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8691516412994492779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8691516412994492779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-learnt-new-word-today-hairpee.html' title='weird dan pelik'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-281517932832502928</id><published>2009-10-08T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:03:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9sc-AruW8kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9sc-AruW8kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so inspired by this video that i actually went to cook rice and boil chicken breasts a few moments ago! It's like i ask my dad how to cook rice, and he was like.. Haiyaa.. Nanti macam mana nak hidup sendiri? Masak nasi pon tak tau. HAHA! But im a guy so it doesnt matter. Now im waiting for my food to be cooked. Makan, then will go to gym to train shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-281517932832502928?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/281517932832502928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/was-so-inspired-by-this-video-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/281517932832502928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/281517932832502928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/was-so-inspired-by-this-video-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7901543467719759910</id><published>2009-10-08T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T04:28:01.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='svytvysb'/><title type='text'>sdybtysvbvyv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is a sucky day for me, thou its my mum's birthday. Woke up feeling tired and weak. Make myself a cup of coffee. And thats my breakfast -.-  Dad order pizza at like 4pm, junk food! No wonder i got alot of fats. Do you know that a slice of pizza contains 200-500 calories? wtf kan! imagine if you eat the whole pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm met faz at his home, then headed to westcoast park, for Nabeel's farewell bbq pit. His going ns on friday. Take care dude! Jangan kene DB sudah haha! Sampai pit je aku rasa penat dan lemah. So i kept quiet the whole time till 11pm when Imran gave us a ride to jurong east interchange. EH! And before that, when i wanna take some corn, then the some bbq sauce spilled onto my white shirt!!!! UYBUYXNOCCINEIOU NABEY PUNDEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats all.. my life fucking boring.. gonna kill myself with endless sticks of ciggs and countless amount of junk food!!!!!!!! ioVBERYCABUIRNIVNCIVRUVNIAMCINEBUARxcniuQIBNYBCUYBCBBovIO;BUIOVBicnewbcrnyb&lt;br /&gt;v wYIBCYNILWNCUBYCILWBCCRNIB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BODOH AKU BORED SIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7901543467719759910?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7901543467719759910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/sdybtysvbvyv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7901543467719759910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7901543467719759910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/sdybtysvbvyv.html' title='sdybtysvbvyv'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7216899303717808917</id><published>2009-10-07T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:53:19.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Cutler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssw6GlfaIWI/AAAAAAAAASc/titNp90PcDk/s1600-h/10723_280770190275_14917350275_9104117_2056801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssw6GlfaIWI/AAAAAAAAASc/titNp90PcDk/s400/10723_280770190275_14917350275_9104117_2056801_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389746738873114978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jay Cutler's 2009 Mr Olympia Winner body&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't mess with this guy man.. He's like fucking huge. He really deserved the title. Came back that huge and good conditioning.. And with a new haircut lols. Damn! Keep inspiring me Jay! One day im gonna inspire suckers like you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7216899303717808917?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7216899303717808917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/jay-cutler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7216899303717808917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7216899303717808917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/jay-cutler.html' title='Jay Cutler'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssw6GlfaIWI/AAAAAAAAASc/titNp90PcDk/s72-c/10723_280770190275_14917350275_9104117_2056801_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-3575084639057799316</id><published>2009-10-04T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:12:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssin6Q_nOqI/AAAAAAAAASU/-r_3YkwTQw0/s1600-h/04102009%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssin6Q_nOqI/AAAAAAAAASU/-r_3YkwTQw0/s400/04102009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388741573584829090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;I look good on this bike hehe.. (Cyber's R125)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's raya outing with Anatomy, Pakara, Okaido, Coke and Raiders is fun. Woke up at 10 with 7 miss calls from Wak. Macam nak paitao je, ngantuk siol. Met Lil and Wak at 11, train to woodlands to rizal's house. Met up with the gang. Makan minum blahblah, then all of us, went to Blazing Arrow's escort, escort skejap. Saw lots of big bikes such as Hayabusa, Fireblade, R6 R1 dan byk2 lagi.. Too bad i  never took video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ramai2 went to Man Botol's house, masok rumah, mak aiii.. Botol dan gambar2 coke punya la banyak.. Lepas itu, kami ke rumah Boi Canggih, i think thats the name uh.. Then too Cik Malik's house. Ramai siol.. Like 30 plus people, with bikes pergi.. Aku macam biase, pillion aje hehe.. 4 more months! and i only saved 100bucks for my license for now :( Baru 100bucks, tapi nak beli motor mcm kat atas tu. Macam paham sia.. haha k bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3575084639057799316?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3575084639057799316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-look-good-on-this-bike-hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3575084639057799316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3575084639057799316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-look-good-on-this-bike-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Ssin6Q_nOqI/AAAAAAAAASU/-r_3YkwTQw0/s72-c/04102009%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-7648609693104902811</id><published>2009-10-01T04:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T04:46:32.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 4pm, went to gym to train shoulders, and i realised i lost something important.. I lost my fucking strength ARGHHHHH KNNCCB LDJIDHIUSH YNCSINC RBSIOUSINOOU NU Donu iduBODISYb OSUYDNUb SYNDILBN UBuib!!!!$@$#%$%#^$%&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;$@$#R$%$^%&amp;amp;$Y&amp;amp;#U*$(&amp;amp;)^&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;$@#$#%^$&amp;amp;%%#@$#@%$^%%&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;(*(&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;%$#%^%^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay im cool now.. I lost like 40% of my strength :(:( Nothing can ever replace my strength :(:( i miss you :(:(:(  Now i lift pussy weights, like all those gym rats :(&lt;br /&gt;But no fear, Nabil la kan.. Stakat strength, confirm boleh dapat balek.. Kasi sebulan je babe.. Hehe heehawwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait for this sunday's raya outing with anatomy RT.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7648609693104902811?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7648609693104902811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7648609693104902811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7648609693104902811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4306454156526701617</id><published>2009-09-30T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:44:51.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;They say inhaling is the best choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4306454156526701617?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4306454156526701617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-inhaling-is-best-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4306454156526701617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4306454156526701617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-inhaling-is-best-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8359320933381063750</id><published>2009-09-28T05:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:41:52.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f1 was cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr_V96BOBCI/AAAAAAAAASM/hLHoc9n2jx8/s1600-h/DSC00436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr_V96BOBCI/AAAAAAAAASM/hLHoc9n2jx8/s400/DSC00436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386258938881508386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was like puasa time. Da macam apek! Hehe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My foot is getting better and better, i can walk but like mas selamat uh. Just now friend said i walked like orang cacat, like my one leg is shorter than the other -.-&lt;br /&gt;At around 7pm went to marina, i just wanna hear the F1 car live! Even though cant see, but still can hear, and im happy. Especially when in close range, like wtf! The sound of the car zooming is like you put 1000 Kr together and blow. Lepak at Marina for awhile, met bogey, then we went to penin to lepak. After that headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without probation i dont have the dicipline to go to gym :( and to eat alot :(:( Cause i always feel like hanging out till late and sacrifice lots of meals. Now my body is like fucking thin. Imagine you take 8 months to get big, but it only takes 3 weeks to lose that size. Im sick and tired of friends and family members telling me that im losing my weight and size. Its not about wether i go gym or not, its about my diet, i need to eat sufficiently to mantain my size. And and and i hate it when people say that i lose my size because i did not go to gym, which is like 98% wrong. So please eh, shut the fuck up if you dont know anything!! Ceyhh, apek da marah.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start going to gym and follow a steady diet. I need inspiration. I need to hear the rocky song hahaa.. I need to stop being lazy. I need to stop enjoying. I need to stop drinking. I need to start eating. I need to plan. I need a training partner. I need Megan Fox. All my needs and not a single wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a start, im gonna eat 6-8 meals per day, but in little amounts la, if not nanti gemok macam dulu. Gonna train 4 days per week, 2 hours per session. Skate will be my choice of cardio. Eh mane mau dapat bodybuilder skate?!?! And and and, i wanna start training abs :) Later go beach all girls cair when they see me hehehe.. I dont wanna lepak alot. Try to be back by 11, self curfew. Sounds boring kan? What to do, need to sacrifice for something mahh.. Who knows i can be champion someday. So nabil, please stick to the plan.. Sampai disini sahajalah, saya tak tau nak tulis apa lagi. Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8359320933381063750?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8359320933381063750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/f1-was-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8359320933381063750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8359320933381063750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/f1-was-cool.html' title='f1 was cool'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr_V96BOBCI/AAAAAAAAASM/hLHoc9n2jx8/s72-c/DSC00436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-4564309126684737941</id><published>2009-09-26T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:46:58.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr21NP6tQiI/AAAAAAAAASE/kgPV2fe4Gy8/s1600-h/123190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr21NP6tQiI/AAAAAAAAASE/kgPV2fe4Gy8/s400/123190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659968620675618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'll be one of them in the near future :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Staying at home is like effin boring.. Lying in bed, laptop 24 hours on, waiting for the insides to burn and explode. There's nothing else to do at home besides going online and chat with nobody. The swell on my foot have gone down abit. Now i can walk BUT very very slowly.. I feel like whacking my foot with a baseball bat. Because pain is like a beautiful addictive feeling. Getting whack at the head is fucking awesome! Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning woke up with my cousin's body on me, Firaas, if you know him then you'll know how big he is. I was like shouting, " Oi Oi! Jage! KAKI AKU BODOH!!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! His family and him raya-ing my house in the morning -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all, since its like not even half the day. Tonight maybe going to my aunts house. If im strong enough, but no worries, Nabil siol! Confirm boleh jalan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4564309126684737941?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4564309126684737941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/tmt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4564309126684737941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4564309126684737941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/tmt.html' title='TMT'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr21NP6tQiI/AAAAAAAAASE/kgPV2fe4Gy8/s72-c/123190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-3917979034626500003</id><published>2009-09-26T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:24:15.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buy for me please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr0J9vgBPHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2JrStpOVfMs/s1600-h/optimumnutrition.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr0J9vgBPHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2JrStpOVfMs/s400/optimumnutrition.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385471685732416626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want this!! $77 anybody wanna belanja me? Please.. I'll remember to dedicate a speech specially for you when i win Mr Olympia if you buy for me. Hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3917979034626500003?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3917979034626500003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/buy-for-me-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3917979034626500003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3917979034626500003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/buy-for-me-please.html' title='buy for me please'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Sr0J9vgBPHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2JrStpOVfMs/s72-c/optimumnutrition.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-6930960386920596988</id><published>2009-09-25T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:14:09.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like it like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Srzd8Yw9Q0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/LevD3V_wJTo/s1600-h/DSC00443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Srzd8Yw9Q0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/LevD3V_wJTo/s400/DSC00443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385423283937952578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The day i fell. Im not a skater though. I skate to try new things and most importantly burn fats hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6930960386920596988?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6930960386920596988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-it-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6930960386920596988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6930960386920596988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-it-like-that.html' title='i like it like that'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/Srzd8Yw9Q0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/LevD3V_wJTo/s72-c/DSC00443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-971946365773534734</id><published>2009-09-25T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:48:10.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the moment of truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here i am now lying in my bed since 12pm. Fucking bored. This morning went to bukit batok poly.. I hopped all the way to the main road with my mum just to get a cab -.- Imagine my pain. Eh but i think the more i hop, the more perfect my balance will be eh.. Oh so ade hikmah disebaliknye la.. No wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bukit batok poly, mum got me a wheelchair, and i swear to you, if i wasnt 17, i would play2 with the wheelchair man! Cause its like my first time on it.. Register, see doctor, xray, then see doctor again.. The moment of truth.. Doctor said my bones are perfectly fine! Weeee!! I dont have to wear cast for 3 months. Then doctor prescribe me with medicine like painkillers and the cream for the swelling part. I ask him for cough medicine ahem2.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went home, makan, sleep and here i am. I hate my handphone when im asleep. Nokia message tone is like full song, so fucking irritating. But i love my handphone when im awake. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-971946365773534734?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/971946365773534734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-of-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/971946365773534734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/971946365773534734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-of-truth.html' title='the moment of truth'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5946315598127790123</id><published>2009-09-24T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:42:48.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning at around 2am, went skating with martin and sam, at skatepark. Epain just lepak and watched us skate.. We tried dropping in from the high ramp, i was like fucking scared. But i tried, first time i bail out. 2nd try i went down the ramp with ease.. Then the syiok feeling arises.. So i tried dropping in from every ramp.. After that i got the i love skating feeling. Then there was this ramp i never tried. So i drop in, i was still on my deck when i reach the bottom, but, after i reach the bottom, i lost balance and fell forward, my left foot touch the ground and with my weight, i fell forward almost bending my FOOT. I can feel the pain, like my bones are breaking. Then they rushed out to me, martin asked epain to get me water and my shirt to let me lie onto, since i was not wearing any shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin opened my shoes and socks, " kau okay tak?". and i replied," suspect uh.. mcm patah pon ade," and i was like smiling, maybe cause this is my first injury from skating haha.. Then bile part nak balek, i sat on my deck while epain pushed me. Macam tolak trolley. Halfway home i hop all they way with epain by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, i wake up my mum and told her, then she was like nagging blahblahblahblahblahblah... I bathe with one leg hopping, change my clothes hopping, do everything i hop.. Sapu minyak, and i tried to go to sleep. But cannot sleep. So i text her, since it was like 7am.. Text sampai kol 9 plus then i went to sleep, tetapi bukan tido yang tenang! Every 5 minutes i wake up in pain. When i woke up my foot was like swollen as fuck.. Like fucking x10000 swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lesson, do not try out the tall2 ramps when you have like 3 weeks of skating experience. Secondly, now i understand how the cacat people feels without a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i go to hospital or just wait for the swell to subside? Suggestions on my tagboard pretty please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no suggestions then mightelsewell i close down this blog, since its like dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5946315598127790123?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5946315598127790123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5946315598127790123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5946315598127790123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-hell.html' title='what the hell'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8651857871696619138</id><published>2009-09-23T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:35:37.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now im feeling very very very tired. Whole body aches.. Yesterday went to gym, train hard. Went home and Martin ajak skate.. I was like fucking tired, but i said okay. Because i wanna burn fats! Hehehe.. Skate at skate park then fucking bored, we skate till JP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otw i fell down sial.. The way i fall like so dramatic. I still can think how should i land myself -.- So i twisted my ankle but luckily because of gym, my ankle wont get twisted so easily. Hehehe.. After that alot happen but i lazy to elaborate. So i reach home and live happily ever after. K dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was looking at old pics of me and i was like shocked, now and then my size was like a huge difference. Now my arms is like the size of your legs hehe.. Last time my arms are like a girls arm -.- Being big has alot of advantages, firstly, people thing im older, and and and i can buy ciggs and alcohol at 7-11s hehehe.. secondly u figure out yourself la i lazy to type. no inspiration already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8651857871696619138?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8651857871696619138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-im-feeling-very-very-very-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8651857871696619138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8651857871696619138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-im-feeling-very-very-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7574489006149739322</id><published>2009-09-20T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:17:29.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin ( idk what this means lol ) If i did anything wrong, maafkanlah, halalkan makan minom, kalau termaki ke ape lupakan sajalah. If i ever hurt your feelings by my words and actions, maafkan ye! K love you guys muarks3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up at 2 and called almost everybody in my phone contact list, finding someone to teman me go town to buy shoe. Everyone turn me down =( Sadik buay me. Sedih pe.. Then suddenly Faz called and offer to teman me, happy lah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met him at somerset, then jalan2.. Bought a vans shoe. Then go buka at around 6 hehee.. Buat azan sendiri la katekan heee.. After that me and faz split, he went home i went to bedok to meet musa. Then after jumpa dia and amek barang from him, went to raffles to meet atikah since she want me to teman her till lakeside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and makan ketupat and kuah satay with sambal udang. Addictive siol. Tambah banyak kali eh dont play2.. Actually these lauk for tomorrow, i almost wipe the kuali clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna be a busy day, chiau! lurp you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7574489006149739322?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7574489006149739322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7574489006149739322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7574489006149739322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8740210975079178300</id><published>2009-09-15T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:34:04.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kill kill kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday when i was closing my window at night, before going to sleep, this fucking stupid asshole cockcroach suddenly appear from nowhere and i ran out of my room into the kitchen, my mum look at me, i look at her, realising that she cannot help me, i turned and went into my parents room and paksa my dad to help me kill that cockcroach. Eh but i ran and shout okay sampai my adik terbangun. My dad killed that asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that incident, im afraid of smoking at my window or even going near. WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8740210975079178300?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8740210975079178300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/kill-kill-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8740210975079178300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8740210975079178300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/kill-kill-kill.html' title='kill kill kill'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3218453720554142392</id><published>2009-09-14T04:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T04:50:31.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CB LA I CANNOT SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3218453720554142392?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3218453720554142392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/cb-la-i-cannot-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3218453720554142392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3218453720554142392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/cb-la-i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-71184587641034434</id><published>2009-09-13T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:30:41.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At 1pm went to jurong point with family.. Carik baju jalan for hari raya. Bought 2 levis jeans hehe.. ketok my parents money haha.. Then at around 345pm, i look around for toilet. Nak berak haha. Im trying to be more personal with my readers here, so dont be shock or feel disgusted by things like this. Kalau disgusted blah ah dari blog aku! haha takla.. just joking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After berak, parents sent me to darusalam mosque. Singapore Bikerz Inc having event over there, buat keje amal la katekan.. Met up with my brothers, luar masjid motor bersepah.. All kinds of designs.. So i helped clean the fans wipe wipe sini sana.. At 6pm ade ceramah pasal pasangan bercerai -.- i feel so left out wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7 plus, buka, then cabot!!! Run away from sembahyang terawih hehee.. Eh yeah, before the ceramah, i saw arab dogol amek air wuduq, im like wtf, this guy tattoo sini sana, abeh nk sembahyang, i was like fucking inspired, so i asked khai to pray with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today. dont know what else to write about.. if i write to long nanti da mcm ceramah pulak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-71184587641034434?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/71184587641034434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-1pm-went-to-jurong-point-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/71184587641034434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/71184587641034434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-1pm-went-to-jurong-point-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5992071199744825391</id><published>2009-09-12T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:28:48.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got back from skate park, abg berd pegi skate sehh!! Hot nye! haahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;Now its 425am.. Martin, sam and me skate early in the morning cause we are not good and we dont want to be laughed at by people..  Today is only my 2nd day in the skating world. Im improving bit by bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you might be asking bout my bodybuilding world, im currently giving it a rest cause im just too tired and lazy.. And since its fasting month, hidop ku huru hara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh just now i fell sial! Babi, my first fall and it hurts bad.. The pain is like you mix salt into coke.. ceyhh tak kene mengena.. hahaha.. laugh la sial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay sahur time, abg mau baduk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5992071199744825391?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5992071199744825391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-got-back-from-skate-park-abg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5992071199744825391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5992071199744825391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-got-back-from-skate-park-abg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4596457961730213553</id><published>2009-09-10T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:57:41.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know when's the last time i update my blog. Too busy and too sick to update. Alot of things happened. I fell sick, didnt go to school for almost 2 weeks. Tomorrow still not going. I missed alot of important tests. I still dont care. I got 2 days of mc, valid from monday and tuesday. Maybe i gonna forge the mc, write 12 days. You think teacher will believe? HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to gym at 745, went out by 815 -.-  Did not have the mood to train although i wanna get my muscles pumped.. I lose 4kg within 2 weeks, now my body not that big already :( sadsadsadsodsodsod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after gym, i walk out of the stadium, i was walking and looking on the ground, tkde mood pe.. Then as i look up i saw this apek isap gam !!! WTF!! HAHAHAAAHA cibai nye apek da tua2 tknk mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's not stable right now, because of ramadhan. Cannot eat every 3 hours, thats why i fall sick.. Because my body is like shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i dont know what to write already. Thanks for viewing. Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4596457961730213553?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4596457961730213553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-whens-last-time-i-update-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4596457961730213553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4596457961730213553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-whens-last-time-i-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5660273826645803722</id><published>2009-08-31T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:39:30.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoPfAxnVI/AAAAAAAAARs/j3pucGJ1V9M/s1600-h/31082009%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoPfAxnVI/AAAAAAAAARs/j3pucGJ1V9M/s400/31082009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375794089196363090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoIZ0RtBI/AAAAAAAAARk/Y76c1hrRuxs/s1600-h/31082009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoIZ0RtBI/AAAAAAAAARk/Y76c1hrRuxs/s400/31082009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793967542678546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoC3P4RrI/AAAAAAAAARc/IUo1Vyof9EA/s1600-h/31082009%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoC3P4RrI/AAAAAAAAARc/IUo1Vyof9EA/s400/31082009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793872363865778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqnuHL3VqI/AAAAAAAAARU/uZcxaJPzBHs/s1600-h/31082009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqnuHL3VqI/AAAAAAAAARU/uZcxaJPzBHs/s400/31082009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793515864741538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqnmgsqE9I/AAAAAAAAARM/Fszk1OK3PKs/s1600-h/31082009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqnmgsqE9I/AAAAAAAAARM/Fszk1OK3PKs/s400/31082009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793385274217426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay those pictures above were taken just now, like a few mins ago, before we went back home, i wont call it camwhoring, cause it sounds so girlish wtf! And the cat above is one of the three musketeers ( 3 cats always together near our lepak place, they wont leave each other's sight )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So just now at 9pm went to gekpoh, played CS, just some random idea from us. Cause we have nothing to do, and singapore is so boring.. And and and since this handsome guy can go home anytime.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night breakfast at home, family gathering, cause of grandma's birthday. Then at night went to grandlink to karaoke with Bogey and Tom. And again, because i can go home anytime.. Went bogey sing his first song, i was like feeling out of place, so i didnt sing. His voice is like wtf!!! And i think his the one who created the song cintaku dipermainkan.. His voice rock habes sak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After karaoke-ing, went to geylang lorong 24 to makan.. All of us ate prata, cause we had like no idea what to eat.. After that, went to the lorongs to disturb the pelacursss.... But to our surprise, pak hitam je banyak.. As we walk into lorong 14, saw old brothers.. Catched up, they were like surprised to see how big i've grown after 2 years... Finding geylang fucking boring, we just sat and drink coffee at the coffeeshop till morning. Took the first train which was surprisingly full on a sunday morning and reached home at 7. But before that singgah 7-11 untok sahur.. Hehehe padahal da kol 6 plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow sch halfday, because of teachers day.. Am not going, not gonna waste my time, money and energy.. Nowadays i feel like doing something random at a random time, random situation.. Like when im bored, just take a bus from jurong to pasir ris then take train home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5660273826645803722?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5660273826645803722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-those-pictures-above-were-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5660273826645803722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5660273826645803722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-those-pictures-above-were-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpqoPfAxnVI/AAAAAAAAARs/j3pucGJ1V9M/s72-c/31082009%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-5030028325805497778</id><published>2009-08-26T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:31:34.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im down with hamstring injury!! Awww.... so to fazli, better catch up with me before i recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5030028325805497778?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5030028325805497778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-down-with-hamstring-injury-awww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5030028325805497778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5030028325805497778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-down-with-hamstring-injury-awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4373756024474186940</id><published>2009-08-24T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:39:57.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpK0HmcdsrI/AAAAAAAAARE/b2dRVym8NJo/s1600-h/P240809_12.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpK0HmcdsrI/AAAAAAAAARE/b2dRVym8NJo/s400/P240809_12.29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373555348078441138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I think i can carry this bike, i look big siol.. and my ass baik woohooo&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4373756024474186940?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4373756024474186940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-can-carry-this-bike-i-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4373756024474186940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4373756024474186940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-can-carry-this-bike-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SpK0HmcdsrI/AAAAAAAAARE/b2dRVym8NJo/s72-c/P240809_12.29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-7624834262890940565</id><published>2009-08-24T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:24:29.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeeeee'/><title type='text'>Im a happy man today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys and girls, ladies and gentlemen, ibu dan bapa, father and mother, today imma happy guy. Like duhh!!! Last day of probation, in a few minutes, im a free man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of going home early, while seeing my friends enjoy staying out late. 18 months of insane heartless torture. Now the deed is done, i did my time, now is time to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Picture you in my life, picture having a curfew, picture every mistake you do is accounted for. Picture the hard life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt thought i would live to see and experience this day. Suffered alot, heart and soul, mind and brain.. Sacrificed my social life, everything, because of one stupid mistake. I've learnt my lesson. Was a hustler and now a lover. Probation changes everything in my life, the way i see things, the way i think, the way i treat people.. Now im fucking cautious, cause the world aint a fantasy, the real world is cold and cruel. Now im back y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;No more pain, No more suffering&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All the Above!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7624834262890940565?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7624834262890940565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-happy-man-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7624834262890940565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7624834262890940565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-happy-man-today.html' title='Im a happy man today'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7481979826942056267</id><published>2009-08-22T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:49:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, the first day of ramadhan was a blast!!! cehh no la duhh.. Never get to eat, drink and smoke you think fun? Today i fast halfday heh.. cannot tahan la.. Was tempted to smoke.. So i just smoke lor haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7481979826942056267?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7481979826942056267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-first-day-of-ramadhan-was-blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7481979826942056267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7481979826942056267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-first-day-of-ramadhan-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4441284441088577644</id><published>2009-08-20T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:20:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/So1pmaw7xHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gFgwPhnR2KI/s1600-h/19082009%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/So1pmaw7xHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gFgwPhnR2KI/s400/19082009%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372066039263380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoooo! Long time no update.. Nobody misses my updates lor, thats why i lazy.. Hahaha!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today was hectic.. Went to school, got maths test, copied Hanis's paper. Then went to lunch, after that got class but me and classmates cabot and lepak at bedok area.. Boleh tahan boring uhh.. No chicks.. Then after that took bus 28 to toa payoh, berjiwang sia! almost an hour ride.. At toa payoh inter, grabbed a double cheese burger then off to mcys. Met my officer, for the last time! 4 more days and imma free man!! Woohoooooo!!! I cant wait to taste total freedom, go home late, constant tonning, clubbings, batam wherever whenever la katekan! After counting down my end of probation, i wanna countdown my birthday.. Hehehe, cause i wanna enroll bike license. sekali i die before my 18 birthday eh! sakit hati sioool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i want things to remain the same, i still wanna go gym and train, just hope this wouldnt change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good training session in gym, got this aunty puji my body and muscles. And today mum cook alot, like fucking alot, and i have to finish it ccb..&lt;br /&gt;klaa i fucking tired seriously, tmr waking up at 530am sharp. goodnight toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4441284441088577644?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4441284441088577644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoooo-long-time-no-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4441284441088577644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4441284441088577644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoooo-long-time-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/So1pmaw7xHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gFgwPhnR2KI/s72-c/19082009%28017%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-3051251802493163651</id><published>2009-08-11T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:53:00.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e63 my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got my phone and a new number today. The phone is fucking awesome!! Actually not, but after using a touchscreen phone for almost a year, i need a break. Im using line, after 3 years of prepaid :) Happy siol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing special happen today. Im so fucking sleepy and tired. Slept for 2 hours yesterday. Not that i want it but i just couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3051251802493163651?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3051251802493163651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/e63-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3051251802493163651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3051251802493163651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/e63-my-baby.html' title='e63 my baby'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3565427175063947967</id><published>2009-08-10T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:48:29.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello there'/><title type='text'>hey ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today went to the gym early, cause since its a public holiday, gym close at 5. So went at around 2. Train chest, tak besar2 pulak tetek aku yg degil ni. Made a new friend, Amin, while asking how many sets he have for the bench press, he tegur me. Then make friend blahblah. I feel like the don of the gym wahahaha!! joking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gym went home and eat nasi ayam, then martin call, ajak lepak, so hang with my homies till 7, got a call from dad, asked me to photocopy my ez link and IC. WANNA KNOW WHY?!?!?!?! They gonna sign up a student plan for me!! And im gonna get  a new phone!! Nokia E63 hahahaha! Happy nye aku!! So maybe tomorrow im gonna get my new phone. And im gonna use two numbers temporarily. Cause few days back asked mum to buy a top up card for me, then till now havent top up. So wanna finish it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After photocopying my IC and ezlink, i played takraw with the abang2. Eh but i still look like thier age okay?! I anyhow play, now my leg pain and bengkak :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow school, 3 days of holiday felt like 3 weeks, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3565427175063947967?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3565427175063947967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3565427175063947967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3565427175063947967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ho.html' title='hey ho'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-1765665023347906181</id><published>2009-08-04T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:46:36.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abg nabil handsome'/><title type='text'>Abg nabil handsome seh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today did not go to school. Was like so fucking tired. Cause yesterday bergantong kat phone for like 3 hours, which is my first time and a new record. I simply hate talking on the phone. Slept at 3 plus, was supposed to wake up at 530am but who in thier right mind will sleep for 2 1/2 hours then go to school?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11, was surprised dad was at home and not working, tanye asal, dier ckp MC. Haiyaa, da tua adela dier nye sakit. HAHA.. Ate brunch, went off to jurong west to meet Faz, janji pukol 2.15pm, dier sampai kol 3.15pm knnccb. Waited for him like dog. But while waiting watch the apeks bawah blk play chinese chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to cut hair. Now abg nabil da  handsome okay! Im fringeless hehe.. After cutting hair, grabbed a double cheese and went off to gym. After a long time never train with faz, mcm rindu pulak. Trained back. And while im at the gym, all eyez were on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im fucking worried bout fasting month. I dont want my body to drop :( Last week told my mum i wanna puasa half day, then she sighed. Told her i can go crazy when 4 hours without food. Nvm, i'll overcome any challenge ahead of me. 18 more days till puasa. Im gonna cherish this 18 days and eat like a pig. Grow fat, so when fasting time, i can lose the fats not the muscle. You know what? I just realised i look damn hot on hari raya, cause after 1 month of fasting, i lose the fats, and become hotter hehehe. Laugh la!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-1765665023347906181?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/1765665023347906181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/abg-nabil-handsome-seh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1765665023347906181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1765665023347906181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/abg-nabil-handsome-seh.html' title='Abg nabil handsome seh'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-3972764074696626344</id><published>2009-08-03T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:46:49.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick and tired'/><title type='text'>sick and tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i was damn late for school. Class starts at 8.30 i reach at 1. HAHAHA! Mum woke me up at 7, then went off to work, so knowing that nobody's at home, i slept again, woke up at 10 plus. Was like so lazy to go to school, but because there's no food at home, i decided to go to school. Reach school, makan then went to class, make noise, listen ipod. Might elsewell dont go school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at home by 6. Makan then gym. I notice lately in gym, there's this malay aunty always look at me when im not looking at her, and when im like walking past her, she would jog faster at the treadmill and she was like shaking her ass more. WTF!! Then there's this nigga, his body is like fucking big. His arms like wow! Someday i'll be bigger than you dude. Just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything but my chest just wouldnt grow. Im tired of trying. If i have the money, i would go for implants. Save time and energy. I feel so sick and tired of gym and eating. Maybe i should just take one week off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-3972764074696626344?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/3972764074696626344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-and-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3972764074696626344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/3972764074696626344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-and-tired.html' title='sick and tired'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2318963030638961775</id><published>2009-08-02T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:30:35.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello there'/><title type='text'>Hello there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a long time not updating, i dont miss blogging. Been busy with stuff, and quite lazy to blog. It's like because my life ain't that interesting anymore, and weekdays are like 9-5 jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to tentera mosque for bbq, appreciation day for thos who participated in Myspex 09. Met Tom first, hang at IMM first just to let time pass, ate at long john which is getting more and more expensive. Soon i can't even afford a small coke. Hahaha lame. After smoking countless ciggs, we headed to the mosque, which we reach 30mins early. Help the pakcik2 set up the tables and the bbq-ing stuffs. Then at 7 plus we prayed, alhamdulillah, at 8 plus prayed again, double alhamdulillah. Then ustad sempat ceramah, like wtf, bbq perlu ceramah ke? orang da lapar.. After the long talks blahblahblah, MAKAN!!! My fave part of yesterday, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends wanted to overnight, so me and Tom rushed home to get our soccer stuffs (next day we have tournament). Then went back to the mosque, ingat nak lepak, sekali semua tido pulak -.- might elsewell sleep at home. Actually the plan was not to sleep, but Tom was like so fucking tired, he almost dozed off, so me and Ilham spread alot of tiger balm on his body, his ear his neck. Few mins later when we smoking outside sekali Tom run out shouting "PANAS PANAS PANAS!!!!" HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Itu lah, sape suro tido. But atlast, i was the first to sleep. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at the sound of azan, me and Tom cabut go to toilet and mandi, pasal taknak sembahyang nye pasal. Siap2 then off to Jurong East. Played soccer, and again, our team looks like we're on steroids cause the other teams were like so thin and like cicak. We won all matches, i did not concede any goal except for 1, in the finals which we won. Haiyaaa.. Da penat menang lah.. Prize is fake trophy hahaha wtf. Atleast kasi la makan ke ape for our prize, lagi puas hati. Then with our masai faces, we went home. Took a 40min bath( new record ) and here i am fresh and wangi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2318963030638961775?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2318963030638961775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2318963030638961775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2318963030638961775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-there.html' title='Hello there'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-5999349130866226598</id><published>2009-07-29T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:43:41.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uI0Zl-tMRf4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uI0Zl-tMRf4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-5999349130866226598?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/5999349130866226598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5999349130866226598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/5999349130866226598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-6226008233750705820</id><published>2009-07-26T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:22:40.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmxV7St7rSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EVSSmQvNhNM/s1600-h/tomberd"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmxV7St7rSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EVSSmQvNhNM/s400/tomberd" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755733416553762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom and me, after the match. With our masai faces.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a tiring day. Woke up in the morning, went to jurong east complex. Myspex 09 inter mosque. When i tried on my jerzey, then i was like wtf, so tight. But it's L size. Everyone who saw me will like say, " eh sapau pe kau! " then i very kembang uh hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game time, won the match 2-0. Our team didnt really played well but still won. Our team is like on steroids cause our opponent is like so fucking small. Then the crowd didnt believe we're like 17. In the game, there was this time when the opponent kicked the ball towards the left side of the court, thier striker chase the ball, i also chased, i reached the ball first, then i fucking kick the ball as hard as i could, and the ball hit someone from the crowds head hehehe! Then i was like paiseh. But this things do happen sometimes what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night went to yewtee, hang with the yewtee boys. Drank patron. 2 in the morning drunk as fuck. Talked crap, morning breakfast at mac. Then home. Now abit of a hangover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6226008233750705820?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6226008233750705820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/tom-and-me-after-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6226008233750705820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6226008233750705820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/tom-and-me-after-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmxV7St7rSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EVSSmQvNhNM/s72-c/tomberd' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-6951819852275894326</id><published>2009-07-24T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:23:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello im fucking nervous cause tomorrow is soccer final. K bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6951819852275894326?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6951819852275894326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-im-fucking-nervous-cause-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6951819852275894326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6951819852275894326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-im-fucking-nervous-cause-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-7127608311333579997</id><published>2009-07-23T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:18:39.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more hustling'/><title type='text'>Listen, look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmhvwF9pdkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Pc3lcFIyxQw/s1600-h/Image0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmhvwF9pdkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Pc3lcFIyxQw/s400/Image0195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361658228409726530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today skipped class after lunch, met &lt;/span&gt;Aiqal. We plan to visit Joe at NUH, but before that went to jurong because he wanted to eat at his mama's shop. Reached there, ate mee rebus which is FREE and SEDAP. Then headed to NUH. Joe was happy to see us, like so so happy, cause we have ciggs with us -.- He was in for high fever and chicken pox, and his like 22 wtf!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we need to wear that fucking cool mask. Which makes me look like optimus prime kan! haha k lame. Nurses there are quite hot, saw this chinese woman, turn out to be a doctor, chio dok! I wanna marry a doctor! HAHA fantasy siol. Today's time was well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i heard there was a fight at Jurong west stadium. Gombak united supporters against brunei supporters. Both teams draw 3-3, and gombak fans weren't happy, so this mat rep fire start the fight. And thats what i heard. Do not know if its gonna come out at tomorrow's newspapers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-7127608311333579997?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/7127608311333579997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7127608311333579997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/7127608311333579997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-look.html' title='Listen, look'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmhvwF9pdkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Pc3lcFIyxQw/s72-c/Image0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-8443125807807754569</id><published>2009-07-21T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:06:19.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more hustling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The interesting part of today is after school while walking to simei, outside school gate, saw this kid riding a bike with no helmet in the school carpark where students usually park thier bike (obviously he had no license). He was riding with speed when making a turn when this someone riding R1 went in the carpark and the kid almost hit him. That kid brake and skidded. This is the first time i saw a bike accident happen right infront of me, and i was like wow! That kid check if he got injuries. Then the owner of that bike went up to him and i didnt know what happen cause i went off already. I feel so sad for the owner cause his bike confirm got scratches. Tu lah, pandai2 je nk bawak bike bile tkde license, kan. accident, da la tkde insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8443125807807754569?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8443125807807754569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/interesting-part-of-today-is-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8443125807807754569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8443125807807754569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/interesting-part-of-today-is-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2560256760079138350</id><published>2009-07-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:09:58.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more hustling'/><title type='text'>Who's this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmR2TorF5BI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pNjtx8SpNoc/s1600-h/SNC00371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmR2TorF5BI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pNjtx8SpNoc/s400/SNC00371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360539536185484306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Who's this?!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. How are you? Im fine. Not exactly very fine, but just so-so fine. Means like medium fine. Cause im tired right now. Mentally and physically, maybe emotionally tired too. Hope you guys are in good health, so can come my blog everyday, heeee ! Suke je Nabil eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day starts with, waking up 15mins late. Found out sister didnt go school. Then i told her, give me 10 more mins. Then after that 10 mins, she try and wake me up. I told her, 15 more mins, then after 15mins she try and wake me up,  but i said another 15 more mins, then i dont know how she came up with this idea, maybe its from genes. She used her hp to blast an irritating song. Then i shout " jangan sampai aku tendang kau peh phone eh!!!" HAHA! Then straight away i felt fresh, so bathe and get ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2 of the day, took train, before boarding, there's this idiot chinese man, in his early 20s wearing office wear, you know like the suit blahblah, he rushed to get a seat and i think he purposely pushed me, BUT! , with my well built body, i did not budge. I act cool. I found a seat, guess what? Beside him sial! Thru out the trip, he kept fidgeting. Move his hands, fold his arms, crack his knuckles like 5 times. I was like wanting to pull and whack him!!! With his idiotic pig face, i wanna make his face more idiotic. FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3, school, okay this part as y'all know is the boring part. Same old stuff, but, i finished my project. Tried to concentrate in class. Break time, went to bedok with Musa, wandy, hanis and sharir just to buy cigg and eat. After eating wandy asked me to buy cigg. Lepas sia!! HAHA im 17 and i go to most of the shops in singapore including 7-11s and i can buy ciggs and liqour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4, reached home, mum bought chicken wing rice, from the western food stall, the chicken like so sarcastic, one big piece, i almost cannot finish it. I learnt a lesson in gym today, DONT EVER TRAIN OR JOG WITH YOUR STOMACHE FULLL!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5, there's no chapter 5 duhhh. you think my life so interesting till there's so many chapters?! Anyway, tmr is my homeboy aiqal's birthday, Happy birthday dude!&lt;br /&gt;and and and, guo li thanks for missing me. sounds so gay wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2560256760079138350?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2560256760079138350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2560256760079138350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2560256760079138350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-this.html' title='Who&apos;s this'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SmR2TorF5BI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pNjtx8SpNoc/s72-c/SNC00371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-1177434610622854797</id><published>2009-07-19T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:55:42.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more hustling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This afternoon went to Ck's house to play Dota, me chop ck and his lil bro. He have 4 computers, so yeah. Brought my laptop along. While playing, i was like calling Ck by his surname "chong". Then sekali his dad asked me, " you calling me or Ck?" then i was like so paiseh haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa!! ( with shocking plus sad expression) Weekends end so fast, tomorrow school :(&lt;br /&gt;Another week of school and gym, and compulsive eating. Pity me. Projects projects and more projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking, should i run and lose fats more or continue getting bigger and fatter? Which one makes me more hotter uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been youtube-ing and wikipedia-ing about Maino, the american rapper. Found out he served a 10 year sentence in prison when he was 16. Imagine being behind bars most of your teenage life. Confirm boring sia! Then his sex life, personally i think he fucked a nigga's ass in prison. Imagine lah, 10 years without a woman in your life. Confirm saket kan? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-1177434610622854797?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/1177434610622854797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-afternoon-went-to-cks-house-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1177434610622854797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/1177434610622854797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-afternoon-went-to-cks-house-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-1143517518556475148</id><published>2009-07-18T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:37:09.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kOu2MYXjU74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kOu2MYXjU74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" 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Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-1182097517015877455</id><published>2009-07-17T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:41:30.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bench press accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSJCDcAKShA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSJCDcAKShA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" 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accident'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4659545821192043543</id><published>2009-07-17T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:36:33.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No money i hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ended sch at 10, ponteng PE, went to tampines gym. And and and and, im now officially a fan of tampines gym! So big, triple the size of jurong west gym. Spacious, can drop weights on the floor and the environment is just nice. Trained shoulders with AK, i thought this makel is strong, sekali weak la pulak. I tortured him. Forcing him to drop 10 push ups every few mins. I love torturing people, makes me feel good, and powerful. But in the end the one gaining is the torturee, not the torturer what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im fucking hungry right now, i swear i can fucking eat 4 KFC chicken breast and 1 zinger. No food at home :( No money, i hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4659545821192043543?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4659545821192043543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-money-i-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4659545821192043543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4659545821192043543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-money-i-hungry.html' title='No money i hungry'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2040786054549430526</id><published>2009-07-16T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:27:56.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eff me'/><title type='text'>eff you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today was same old same old story. So lets keep my post short, the best thing that happen in school today, i won a Dennon, a chinese guy, my classmate, in CHINESE CHECKERS! HAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-2040786054549430526?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/2040786054549430526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/eff-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2040786054549430526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/2040786054549430526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/eff-you.html' title='eff you'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4969394024810415562</id><published>2009-07-15T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:28:19.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tissue and soap'/><title type='text'>Tissue and soap wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Early mornings, plagued by warnings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's even raining, I'm not complaining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But waking up is hard to do, so!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;                                                                From Sum41 - Heart Attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.30am , woke up, look out the window, raining! Woohooo! Makes me feel lazier to go to school. But! Dad irritate me by sitting by the bed and talk to me non stop, just to wake me up -.- Woke up, bathe, breakfast. Saw dad sleeping in a seated position, then being the sweet Nabil, tapped him lightly and ask him to sleep properly. Then off to sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach school, CARE lesson was fucking fun! CARE is like lifeskills, group of social workers come and teach us blahblah. So today's activity was musical chairs. Which means, MY GAME!! So the whole class played. Until me and Landy was the last one left. So they play the music, me and Landy became so competitive, i pushed him, he pulled me. Then....... We wrestle! HAHA! macam WWE sia! I carry him and slam him on the floor, he pull me down, i pinned him. Then teachers ask us to stop. blahblahblah then i won. I was perspiring like fuck. Then the first prize is, tissue and soap wtf?! Waste my time and energy. but yeahh still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was so exhausted, i felt like going home. My legs so weak. But i stayed till 3. Did project. Then went home. Okay la. Boring ah this post. bye la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4969394024810415562?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4969394024810415562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/tissue-and-soap-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4969394024810415562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4969394024810415562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/tissue-and-soap-wtf.html' title='Tissue and soap wtf'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8411397506870193456</id><published>2009-07-14T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:07:02.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>macam magic you know?</title><content type='html'>School was surprisingly awesome, didnt thought i would have said that in a million years. Teacher came, straight away give us project. This time its wireless mic! Im gonna make a wireless mic yay! haha! So today was planning day, planned the circuit blahblah. I was so focus that i did not want to go break. But i did not finish  my circuit planning, cause its so sophisticated. School ends at 12, go smoke outside, then to cafe 1 to meet aiqal and friends. Fairuz did not take his med, so he was gila2. Like drunken asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i did not want to go to sec 5, to run away from sec sch, is because of the teachers, no freedom, the subjects, maths, lame uniform, oh and maths. But  the further i try to run away from maths, it magically finds me again, not matter how far i run. Is simei far enough? It Haunts me again, and tear my life apart, basically my brain breaks down first followed by my mind going insane. Now in ite, i got a new module, technical maths -.- basic maths and alegebra!! WTF!! stress! Maybe its fated, i should marry maths. okay lame sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8411397506870193456?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8411397506870193456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/macam-magic-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8411397506870193456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8411397506870193456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/macam-magic-you-know.html' title='macam magic you know?'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-9171320148340046572</id><published>2009-07-13T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:21:05.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get my point'/><title type='text'>Get my point?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School today is a waste of time, cause teacher never come again. You know, when i was in sec sch, i was always wishing that my teacher would not come sch for months, or maybe fall down the stairs and die or something, but this kinda thing dont happen till now, when i dont wish for it. Cause i need to wake up damn early, and sit the 1 hour train ride there just to find out my teacher never come. Then i will waste money on food. Get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last saturday, Dina gave me 2 tubs of mass gainer worth $400!! Cause her bro didnt want it, and wanted to throw away, but she thought of me. So sweet, im so touched! Seriously! And the thing is, last week, i finished my tub of mass gainer, and saturday i get 2 tubs ^^ perfect timing! Thanks dina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At gym today, was fun. Went to jurong west gym. When i go in the gym, i can feel that most of the eyes are on me, dont know why, especially the small2 matreps. Then some guys come up to me, " eh nabil! lame tak nampak!" the thing is, i dont know them, so i just step kenal, smile and salam. HAHA! or maybe i just forgot who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im watching Cat Woman, after the movie ends, im gonna go sleep, fucking tired. Maybe im gonna fall sick, MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-9171320148340046572?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/9171320148340046572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-my-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/9171320148340046572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/9171320148340046572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-my-point.html' title='Get my point?'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-213498891309367713</id><published>2009-07-12T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:02:10.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinnamon meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><title type='text'>Cinnamon meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlmYYpqpkqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QereqbD1vKg/s1600-h/SNC00332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlmYYpqpkqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QereqbD1vKg/s320/SNC00332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357480781002936994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went swimming at Jurong East swimming complex with Chop, Epain, Lil and Balot. Rent float, go play slide. Then since im the biggest, they ask me to stop at the middle of the blue side, like tahan tepi slide and wait for them to come. Hope you understand. But im no miracle, so cannot tahan, cause its too slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While relaxing at the jaccuzi, this 3 small time mat reps stare at us. Then we decided to disturb then, so we walk past them, quite close, this kid keep staring at me until i came near him, then he smile at me -.- buah kecot pe? hahaha! then i walk away. Then from afar they stare again -.- wtf kan. Chop, Epain and Balot, being the fanatic type of person, chase them till they run out of exit. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, went to the toilet, saw the can smoke sign, and bath while smoking, sing song. Then we headed off to Jurong spring CC mcdonalds, MAKAN! And i tasted cinnamon meltzzz for the first time, sedap!! 8.5/10 go try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-213498891309367713?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/213498891309367713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinnamon-meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/213498891309367713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/213498891309367713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinnamon-meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Cinnamon meltzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlmYYpqpkqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QereqbD1vKg/s72-c/SNC00332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-762521428356307150</id><published>2009-07-10T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:06:03.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10/7/09 bitch'/><title type='text'>10/7/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not know why i felt moodles in gym today. It's like my mind is in another world while my body is at the gym. And there's this one time, i lost focus while doing a set of military presses and my arm slipped abit, if my arm slipped more, touchwood, i wont have my left arm by now. Maybe cause i was alone, BBC guys weren't there. Miss those times where we'll train as a group. Missing may be a cause factor of why i was moodless, MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my left shin is hurting as i walk. Cause of yesterday's ego squats. Should have heeded my dad's advice, who ironically doesn't know anything about gym, " don't lift heavy if you cannot, don't force yourself" . Well what can i say, im a guy full of testosterones rushing thru my balls, i have big ego, ENORMOUS ego i must say. I can't see people who lift more heavier than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see most of my friends are sick, alot of them. What? Is this the get sick season? most of them are down with flu. Why don't the government just close schools for abit? Let the students rest, though they just had thier holidays. But cmon man, you rather die for education? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh, i have no plans tmr, anyone ask me out please....!! I don't wanna waste my saturday at home. Okay gonna get some sleep, nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-762521428356307150?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/762521428356307150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/10709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/762521428356307150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/762521428356307150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/10709.html' title='10/7/09'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-645198423354431843</id><published>2009-07-09T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:50:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did not go school today, teacher went away on course, well actually there's relief teacher but wtf ?! Why must i go all the way to Simei just to slack in class? Get my drift? k nvm, make it simpler, school no study, teacher go away, i go school waste my time and money, PAHAM?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up at 930, cause my tank full, if not i can go on for few more hours. Do my normal stuff, drink coffee, check email etc. At 2.30 went to gym, saw Bryan ( 21 years of age, going to army soon ). Trained legs with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off was squats, if you didnt know, squats is like ketok ketampi but with a barbell behind your neck. On my last set, i tried squatting 140kg, never tried before, so i lifted the weight, positioned myself, Bryan behind me on standby, bace bismillah, then i went straight down hahaha! Pantat betol, punye la berat. Bismillah tak load..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then did machine hack squats, full stacks ( the whole weight on the machine ), challenged Bryan, who can outdo each other. I give up, cause at my 9th set, my mind was like " i wanna vomit, i wanna vomit, i wanna vomit" like a loop. But atlast i did not vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough bout gym, went home at 5, took 99, double decker bus, the bus was 3/4 full, i was standing at the exit door, where you tap your ezlink when you wanna drop off. Then sekali the door open while the bus was moving, then the secondary school kids was like wahhh wowww woooo! haha stupid kids. The door was open till 3 more bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried look at your shoulder ? Like turning your head and look at the back part of your shoulder? I cannot!!! My eyes fucking pain when i do that, maybe im not that flexible knnccb, someone teach me yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaa buahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-645198423354431843?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/645198423354431843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-not-go-school-today-teacher-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/645198423354431843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/645198423354431843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-not-go-school-today-teacher-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-4854965744600051444</id><published>2009-07-06T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:41:08.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlIKkIgKidI/AAAAAAAAAQM/OR6OL-sNKq4/s1600-h/P1010462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlIKkIgKidI/AAAAAAAAAQM/OR6OL-sNKq4/s320/P1010462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355354522770901458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Who's the sapau-est?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlIKEGKUo9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/j55coP8x1AA/s1600-h/P1010408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlIKEGKUo9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/j55coP8x1AA/s320/P1010408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355353972386603986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wtf my cousin doing?!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry didn't upload for so long. Padahal baru berape hari je. Been busy and lazy. Getting ready for school, etc haircut, new pants since my leg grow bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to East Coast, big family outing, with epain, my friend. Had fun! Was in the water from 8 till 12, and my back and face sunburnt :( Very very very pain, especially when im in the gym. The warrior in me forced myself to continue training and going thru the pain barrier, hehe. I fish-ed yesterday! Very fun! Didnt catch any fish though, cause this stupid guy make the hook stuck inside the rocks -.- So stopped fishing cause dad lazy to chance the hook and line. Did not take any photo of me fishing, if not you will see how hot i look with the fishing rod ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning school was okay, shouldnt have turned up cause teacher did not come. But on the brighter side, i got my new timetable, which ironically now sucks. 8-5 days mannnn!! Break at 930am, next class is at 1, 3 and half hours! Went to cafe 2 and eat, the Musa, Hanis, Sharir and me planned on going to town for awhile to take Musa's pay i think. So off we go, like idiots going to town on a monday morning with school uniforms. Reached town, took pay then went to Fareast, Sharir bought the tie dye shirt then we go to class. Sampai class, dudok 10min then balek!!! But before that accompanied Wandy to tamp 1. Oh yeah, Musa found a nokia phone in the bus wtf jealous nye aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Flabby, Ayy yo i dont want no beef right now okay, not the right time, lemme finish my probation then we'll head on aite? 1 and a half more months boy, fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-4854965744600051444?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/4854965744600051444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-sapau-est-wtf-my-cousin-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4854965744600051444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/4854965744600051444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-sapau-est-wtf-my-cousin-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9pCP-pX5Qfk/SlIKkIgKidI/AAAAAAAAAQM/OR6OL-sNKq4/s72-c/P1010462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377871450375389495.post-6856276311512980719</id><published>2009-07-02T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:44:41.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today went to town with Martin, Aiqal and Sadik ditched us. Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Far East bought Element pants for 105bucks, then go to Heeren, saw the same pants for half the price. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6856276311512980719?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6856276311512980719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-went-to-town-with-martin-aiqal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6856276311512980719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6856276311512980719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-went-to-town-with-martin-aiqal.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-6822863593683536119</id><published>2009-06-29T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:40:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>930am : Woke up, lie in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am : Fazli called, i was half-asleep, he forced me to wake up and get ready, we wanna go find job. Won't tell you at where :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.45am : Met him at bus stop. Fazli mcm sial babi bodo kerbau!!! Suro orang pakai kasot, dier pakai slipper!! Knnccb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i boring write the timing already. To make the story short, went to the place, the staff there told us that manager was not in and we were told to come back between 3-5, and its only 12pm -.-&lt;br /&gt;So we go makan at Bagus, fucking expensive la. $3.50 for a plate of chicken rice, rice sikit, ayam sikit, wtf kan? That's why singaporean people so small and petite. Look at the americans, they get big servings and look how tall they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, nature calls, berak at toilet. Then headed to gym. After a long time i never train at noon, the environment seems so different. Lesser people, don't need to share machines frequently. After gym went home. Boring right? Find me a girlfriend and my life ain't gonna be boring. But i won't kiss and tell :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6822863593683536119?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6822863593683536119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/930am-woke-up-lie-in-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6822863593683536119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6822863593683536119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/930am-woke-up-lie-in-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-190553138538406697</id><published>2009-06-27T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:02:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i played soccer for masjid at fico, there's this tournament called myspex, its like a sports tournament for all mosque. Last year, masjid tentera (my team), won first in soccer, well this year i hope we'll win 1st place again. We went into semi-finals and won with a score of 2-1. So finals will be held on 25 July at Jurong East Sports Complex hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, i did not want to play, but Ustad put high hopes on me, cause my last year's performance was like damn good, cleansheet for the whole tournament ( did not concede any goals ), umm, forgot to tell, its futsal. Then suddenly the night before i got this sense of inspiration to play, i felt like i wanna win. So in the morning woke up, ate breakfast then off i go to Fico. So as to let you guys know, breakfast was my only meal till like 8pm. Then i have this headache right now, which i usually get if i dont eat food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? We always win the tough teams, but we lose to this small kid team. Small kid not as in really small kid, they're same age, but they have like small body compared to ours. It makes us look like we're on steroids haha. So we got trashed by them, cause we were way too over confident. That match taught us something, blahblah, so we won the rest of our matches. And i think im losing my voice, cause ustad ask me to shout, shouting will make the opponent lose confidence and thus making you gain more confidence. Confidence is important for a goalkeeper, yes, im a goalkeeper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say i look like Lionel Lewis, the Singapore goalkeeper. Few years back, went to other schools to play soccer. Girls shouting LIONEL LEWIS!!&lt;br /&gt;Im not bragging or whatever but why dont they just shout my name? Will give me more semangat haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the death of my ipod earpiece, i bought a cheap sony earpiece which sucks to the core of earth!! It's loud but it cannot tahan songs with bass. Suckdick la bodo nye earpiece! I really miss my ipod earpiece, oh, if only you were here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-190553138538406697?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/190553138538406697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-played-soccer-for-masjid-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/190553138538406697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/190553138538406697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-played-soccer-for-masjid-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-6588098707897224894</id><published>2009-06-26T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:18:29.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up this morning, on laptop, check emails, then in my msn contact list, i saw someone's nickname, "Michael Jackson is dead hahahaha!". I thought it's fake, i googled it up and its true. He died of cardiac arrest. My eyes teared up. Today we lose a great musician, which music swept the 1980s people of thier feet and saving the music industry. What a talented guy. Remember the video thriller? As a child i was afraid of the video, haha so scary. Remember moonwalk? This guy popularised it. We lost a famous phaedophile. We lost a plastic surgery lunatic. Someone who from black turned into white, which is imposible for normal people like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1958 - 2009&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-6588098707897224894?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/6588098707897224894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6588098707897224894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/6588098707897224894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html' title='R.I.P Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8971529814803653530</id><published>2009-06-26T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:00:11.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got the biggest baddest news ever. I got C for my exams, and my GPA i got 2 -.- madafucka!&lt;br /&gt;I think my teacher purposely fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went bowling with aiqal martin and joe, i got strike once hehehe. Then last game, loser need to pay for pool, so loser was joe. We go play pool, blahblahblah, then aiqal suggest we watch transformers 2. So we went home, blahblahblah, ajak epain sekali, then met them at causeway, watch the movie, which was like freaking cool and funny, especially the part where the small decepticon robot fucking megan fox's legs. After movie, cab to yewtee, hang there, eat breakfast at mac, then chiau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a boring post cause im so tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8971529814803653530?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8971529814803653530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-biggest-baddest-news-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8971529814803653530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8971529814803653530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-biggest-baddest-news-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-8249794811446411866</id><published>2009-06-22T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:57:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I not gonna watch horror movie for awhile, cause i had nightmares! Yesterday in the dark, i tried to sleep, but cannot, so listened to ipod till i fell asleep, then the movie haunt me in my sleep %$#@#$$%%$!!!!!! Cmon lah, give me a nice dream can? I wanna dream about hot girls not ghost. Stupid xia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2377871450375389495-8249794811446411866?l=nabilyates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/feeds/8249794811446411866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-not-gonna-watch-horror-movie-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8249794811446411866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377871450375389495/posts/default/8249794811446411866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilyates.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-not-gonna-watch-horror-movie-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabil Syafiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230930692953492115</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-2377871450375389495.post-2162935324317269333</id><published>2009-06-21T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:34:47.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='june'/><title type='text'>Drag me to heaven please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the morning, went to mosque, have programme, the tattoo removal thingy, with family. Then at 1, headed to vivo, we caught the 2pm movie, drag me to hell, and this movie is like fucking scary, seriously, dont ever watch this movie alone. And now im home alone wtf! 40% of the time i was like covering my face, hoping the movie would quickly end. Fucking gory, scary, _________ ( whatever scary words you add in yourself ). The ending was like predictable but i will make it a point not to watch horror movies with any future girlfriends, cause it would be me hiding behind her shoulder not her haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and umm, i drove my dad's car today for the first time! Not at the highway. But like uphill, downhill then 3 point turn. Eh like its my first time and i made a 3 point turn. Actually i was afraid to get behind the steering wheel, but you know when you start hitting the accelerator, the confident feeling naturally comes to you. I got the video but lazy to upload. 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