<?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-3483510416406089028</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:02:31.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place For My Head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-8756316194153954025</id><published>2008-06-05T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:43:11.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High.</title><content type='html'>Two words.&lt;br /&gt;Absolute Bollocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. less than a week after complaining about how much i have to spend on petrol for my car the price went up. what luck. and it didnt even increase by 10 or 20 cents but a whooping 78 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i guess its nature's way of saying&lt;br /&gt;"We're running low on resources. go take a damn public transport or hitch a ride or just waste less fuel"&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not exactly that la but i think most of us get the message since the price for petrol will not go down anytime soon. in fact, it never will.&lt;br /&gt;simple economics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources-Decrease&lt;br /&gt;Price-Go way high uppp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. so the increase of the petrol price sort of triggered something in me. so decided to google some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so basically here's 26 things we can do to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;save the earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Turn off lights.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn off other electric things, like TVs, stereos, and radios when not in use.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use rechargable batteries.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do things manually instead of electrically, like open cans by hand.&lt;br /&gt;5. Use fans instead of air conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;6. In winter, wear a sweater instead of turning up your thermostat.&lt;br /&gt;7. Insulate your home so you won't be cold in winter.&lt;br /&gt;8. Use less hot water.&lt;br /&gt;9. Whenever possible, use a bus or subway, or ride your bike or walk.&lt;br /&gt;10. Try to buy organic fruits and vegetables if you're concerned about pesticides. (Organic food is grown without man-made fertilizers and/or pesticides).&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't waste products made from forest materials.&lt;br /&gt;12. Use recycled paper and/or recycle it. Reuse old papers.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't buy products that may have been made at the expense of the rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;14. Support products that are harvested from the rainforest but have not cut down trees to get it.&lt;br /&gt;15. Plant trees, espessially if you have cut one down.&lt;br /&gt;16. Get other people to help you in your cause. Make and/or join an organization.&lt;br /&gt;17. Avoid products that are used once, then thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;18. Buy products with little or no packaging.&lt;br /&gt;19. Encourage your grocery store sell environmentally friendly cloth bags for people to use when they shop, or bring your own.&lt;br /&gt;20. REDUCE, REUSE, &amp;amp; RECYCLE.&lt;br /&gt;21. Compost.&lt;br /&gt;22. Buy recycled products.&lt;br /&gt;23. Don't buy pets taken from the wild.&lt;br /&gt;24. If you have a good zoo nearby, (if the animals are healthy and the zoo takes care of them), support it! Espessially if they help breed endangered animals.&lt;br /&gt;25. Don't buy products if animals were killed to make it.&lt;br /&gt;26. Cut up your six-pack rings before throwing them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe some of the 26 things dont really apply to us living in Malaysia like number 6 &amp;amp; 7. that whole thing about winters and thermostats. like winter? what winter? we're summer all year long. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the thought of hitching a ride sounded kinda funny in our country. since i dont think anyone does it.&lt;br /&gt;no, its not the one where you and a bunch of friends decide to get together and get on the same car to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;im talking about the ones where you just stand on the roadside while swinging your thumb back and forth hoping some kind soul will give you a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't imagine myself going up to a driver and going like&lt;br /&gt;"Bang, boleh pergi one utama tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know why but i think its a bit weird/funny.&lt;br /&gt;but that's just one person's opinion right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is i think its time most of us step up right now and do something to save the earth no matter how small our action is. believe me. it helps.&lt;br /&gt;-Razz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8756316194153954025?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8756316194153954025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8756316194153954025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8756316194153954025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8756316194153954025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2008/06/high.html' title='High.'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-5114284357374585673</id><published>2008-05-30T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:30:35.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they been knocking me sideways.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok great this would be the first time in 5 months since i last posted something up. only one reason for that. like an idiot i forgot my own password so had to try over and over again to sign in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a desperate attempt to shut down my own blog i actually tried flagging it a few times but they never shut it down. so since i finally recalled my password now i might as well post something up, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok idiocities put aside, im finally driving now. yup the  big old VOLVO we have lying around at home. its nothing much but hey, at least it moves. oh and not to mention its never dying thirst for PETROL. dang. the damn car is sucking me dry. one trip to sunway and back is like 10 bucks. what.the.fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit man. for 5 months of not blogging you would think there's plenty to write about but i could never be more wrong. my god. my blog is absolutely dead. dead i tell you. dead. deaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to YOU whover you are, give yourself a smack on the forehead for actually reading such a meaningless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, progress of the year has not been that good. haven't even started going to uni yet. mior thinks im probably gonna have a gap year but i dont think thats going to happen. it'll be fun though if it does happen. but no, it wont. im gonna be shipped off to melaka in june. melaka man. MELAKA. haha at least its better than the first place i was going to be sent to which was....... wait for it......&lt;br /&gt;MACHANG,KELANTAN.&lt;br /&gt;haha thank god i dont actually have to go to KELANTAN since we appealed so now its MELAKA. im actually looking on the bright side here.&lt;br /&gt;at least melaka does have some kind of night life there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we can definitely forget about the damned new year's resolution of getting rich since im not even working. i realised i hate working after 2 weeks of work. yeah wait till YOU start working then you know how it feels. it sucks la. not to mention how i fought with my assistant manager before walking out. haha. that was probably one of the most epic moment of the year so far. hopefully there will be more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i'll have to save this blog before it gets worse. no worries blog. pics and videos up soon.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                        -Razz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-5114284357374585673?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5114284357374585673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=5114284357374585673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5114284357374585673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5114284357374585673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2008/05/they-been-knocking-me-sideways.html' title='they been knocking me sideways.'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-8437439029000565412</id><published>2008-01-03T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T08:25:58.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ANOTHER NEW START!</title><content type='html'>oh yeah. its time to leave your screw ups behind you and welcome new ones!!&lt;br /&gt;can i get a woot woot! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so a quick summary on 2007.&lt;br /&gt;-another year passed, another year wiser.&lt;br /&gt;-found friends&lt;br /&gt;-lost friends.&lt;br /&gt;-went through SPM&lt;br /&gt;-went to ROMPIN!&lt;br /&gt;-screwed up the whole year(it was fun though)&lt;br /&gt;-prom?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah thats about it. nothing much happened in the year i guess. but hey, there's always 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Resolution for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;-stop procrastinating(i'll start on that tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;-buy a PS3&lt;br /&gt;-fix the bloody car&lt;br /&gt;-get licence&lt;br /&gt;-drive all drunk people back home&lt;br /&gt;-collect enough money to start something BIG. which i haven't decided what it is yet but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;-bottom line is just collect some cash. ok not some. tons of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. taken first few steps towards getting tons of cash. got a job in SUSHI KING!&lt;br /&gt;haha. its a cool place to work la apart from the crappy uniform and funny looking hat everyone has to wear. and seriously. i dont look good in hats or caps. i never will be. the only time i didnt look that bad when i had something on my head was during prom. oh yeah i liked that fedora. until a few drunk people went home with it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. anyone feeling like a good laugh can just come to sushi king and see razreen in his uniform. but its cool la. there's not that much to do. just stand around all day. u can feel the adrenaline flowing in you when its packed though. i think im turning into an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. what a load of horse crap. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the best part about working in sushi king?&lt;br /&gt;free sushi everyday. although im probably gonna get sick of it after a few weeks. haha. yup. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea here's a shoutout to everyone in NS or anyone who lost their loved ones to NS&lt;br /&gt;"Hang in there. it sucks but its not forever"&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't really help but i just felt like saying it. ok. that all for now.&lt;br /&gt;-razz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8437439029000565412?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8437439029000565412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8437439029000565412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8437439029000565412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8437439029000565412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-another-new-start.html' title='ITS ANOTHER NEW START!'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-1972656180373982977</id><published>2007-12-19T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:54:16.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samad Prom Night 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah here's the summary on prom night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went really well except for it started a BIT late. didnt have enough tables but we handled it well. had a great time and made the most out of it. (well at least i did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/R2kyzhYtqPI/AAAAAAAAABc/CPZPu0bHwY0/s1600-h/s535913951_286056_2592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145699909964245234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/R2kyzhYtqPI/AAAAAAAAABc/CPZPu0bHwY0/s400/s535913951_286056_2592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;razreen.sri.wengwai.tom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/R2kzGxYtqQI/AAAAAAAAABk/nPR6Ds4112I/s1600-h/s572446310_764374_7568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700240676727042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/R2kzGxYtqQI/AAAAAAAAABk/nPR6Ds4112I/s400/s572446310_764374_7568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.jenjen.razreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1972656180373982977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=1972656180373982977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/1972656180373982977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/1972656180373982977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/12/samad-prom-night-07.html' title='Samad Prom Night 07'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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 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Bloody SPM is finally over. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Yup. its the holidays again.&lt;br /&gt;3. went for sri aman's prom(awesome)&lt;br /&gt;4. went for samad's prom (FREAKINGAWESOME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah. prom is finally over. it was a very intense week before prom but we pulled through in the end i guess. special thanks to heather who busted her ass just to make prom happen for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;pictures from prom coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;real soon.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i get everything sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;the pictures i mean. haha.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8182128850426594173?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8182128850426594173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8182128850426594173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8182128850426594173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8182128850426594173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/12/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-8844465224758646476</id><published>2007-09-20T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:29:20.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of trials</title><content type='html'>yeah trials are finally over. and i am glad to say i didnt study shit for trials. haha. yeah maybe i did study just a liitle bit. hehe anyways its been a long time since i updated so i guess one random post will do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lost without u&lt;br /&gt;Cant help myself&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;2 know that I love u baby&lt;br /&gt;-robin thicke- lost without u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im sorry i cant get the song out of my head. had to hum the song the whole day since nobody had it in their phone n stuff. yeah its for no one in particular so dont get any ideas. hehe. just in case u were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways here's news for you people&lt;br /&gt;THE 2007 SAMAD PROM IS COMING TO TOWN!&lt;br /&gt;ok la maybe not coming to town but its coming.&lt;br /&gt;details are as below:&lt;br /&gt;ticket price:*RM 110 for a ticket*RM 200 for a pair of tickets&lt;br /&gt;venue:*the rennaissance hotel,kl(near klcc)&lt;br /&gt;date:*13th december 2007&lt;br /&gt;time:*from 7.30p.m till late&lt;br /&gt;performance:*one buck short*&lt;br /&gt;                          rappers from africa(the helm of reggae hip-hop)&lt;br /&gt;*dance floor opens at 9.30 onwards*and plenty more&lt;br /&gt;transport:*easily accesble by lrt,mrt or taxi&lt;br /&gt;dresscode:*formal&lt;br /&gt;there you go. interested? hit me back if u need tickets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8844465224758646476?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8844465224758646476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8844465224758646476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the only time i was able to blog about it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrxmhFa81OI/AAAAAAAAABM/d228dNnHt_o/s1600-h/328925347m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097061596853490914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrxmhFa81OI/AAAAAAAAABM/d228dNnHt_o/s400/328925347m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways happy 17th birthday. thanks for always being there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope there will be many more to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha sorry la im not good at writing all these long emo messages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways happy belated birthday u lucky idiot u. im the one that has to suffer in ns.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-4440790090756837191?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrxmhFa81OI/AAAAAAAAABM/d228dNnHt_o/s72-c/328925347m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-8041372618143729750</id><published>2007-08-07T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:54:17.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the faithfuls</title><content type='html'>yea its been quite a long time since i last blogged. haha. sorry for abandoning u blog. just didnt feel like blogging. also this one goes out to everyone who actualy reads the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rovidnique*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhMw1a81LI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H3dyztz2BVc/s1600-h/23-06-07_1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907380227265714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhMw1a81LI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H3dyztz2BVc/s400/23-06-07_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random picture just to start off the blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture was courtesy of vid on hari keusahawanan. me n charles from what women want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deserved this picture i guess. shouted my lungs out for him everytime he came from backstage to talk. dont be fooled though. i dont think im that dark. he just got the better lighting and that was the result of walking under the blistering hot sun for helium balloons the whole day. no fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that hari keusahawanan concert thing was good though. got weird glances from all the girls as i kept on screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you charles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh look at my man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. seriously. people must think im gay now. so just to confirm my sexuality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im straight. yeah charles might be hot but im not into guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the pasar malm in ss2 with razman and amir yesterday. god talk about huge pasar malams. that was huge. yeah we basically walked the whole pasar malam to as razman n me had to find leon and maula their presents for install. and the shop where we finally found their present was like the LAST store in the bloody pasar malam. it was fun though. saw a lot of nice shoes there. adidasnikereeboketc. i so have to shop for shoes there. hehe cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately me n razman have been very much into superstitions though. we bought four leave clovers chains in mid valley the other day. for those who dont know what a four leave clover is its that leaf thingy with the four "mini leaves" i guess. haha. yeah. i suck at describing stuff. haha. sorry. i'll post a picture of it really soon la k. they're quite interesting really four leave clovers. according to ancient beliefs, its suppose to bring good luck to you if you have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"According to legend, each leaflet represents something: the first is for &lt;a title="Hope" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hope"&gt;hope&lt;/a&gt;, the second is for &lt;a title="Faith" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faith"&gt;faith&lt;/a&gt;, the third is for &lt;a title="Love" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;, and the fourth is for luck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was what wikipedia said.&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;and our own conclusion was-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt really bring luck but it definitely brought some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to erin's house that day with a different hairstyle. thats a change i guess. razman said he hung it in his bedroom and he woke up a new man. that was bullshit la obviously. i didnt really get what he said but i just agreed. oh oh and the four leave clovers glow in the dark too. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhSwla81NI/AAAAAAAAABE/IguoyFQ6KvA/s1600-h/200px-Four-leaf_clover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095913973002065106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhSwla81NI/AAAAAAAAABE/IguoyFQ6KvA/s320/200px-Four-leaf_clover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it is believed that four leave clovers can be used to kill leprechauns. yeah those small short mythical creatures u see in movies. it is known that the only 2 weapons that can kill a leprechaun is a four leave clover or iron(as in the metal not the one u use to unwrinkle your shirt). so im glad that if one day a leprechaun choses to kill me i'll have one of the weapons to kill it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhSA1a81MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7hurnJN6btc/s1600-h/200px-Lep1front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095913152663311554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhSA1a81MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7hurnJN6btc/s320/200px-Lep1front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go. a leprechaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next superstition we're currently into are crystals. not really a superstition but we're kinda into it now. i didnt know each of them were actually different from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do look kinda the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. enough blabbering. this shall keep you guys occupied for another couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;haha no worries. i'll try to update from time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8041372618143729750?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8041372618143729750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8041372618143729750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8041372618143729750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8041372618143729750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-faithfuls.html' title='to the faithfuls'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RrhMw1a81LI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H3dyztz2BVc/s72-c/23-06-07_1905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-1347412358377618189</id><published>2007-05-16T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T06:42:12.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiding the truth.</title><content type='html'>ok. im supposed to be studying right now as there's like paper1 &amp; 2 for Bio tomorrow. but yea who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting really irritating. have you ever had that feeling where you know something is going on just anything but nobody is telling you or everyone is trying to keep it a secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i guess this is one of the times i've experienced it. not that it has anything to do with me but it gets very irritating seeing how phony people can become. yea i guess that kinda irritates the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still counting the days to rompin. damn i cant wait for that. most people say its gonna suck but who cares. i wanna go for rompin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-1347412358377618189?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1347412358377618189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=1347412358377618189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/1347412358377618189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/1347412358377618189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/05/hiding-truth.html' title='hiding the truth.'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-431690972054401268</id><published>2007-05-11T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T06:11:21.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conscience</title><content type='html'>Conscience is an ability or faculty or sense that leads to feelings of remorse when we do things that go against our moral values, or which informs our moral judgment before performing such an action. Such feelings are not intellectually reached, though they may cause us to 'examine our conscience' and review those moral precepts, or perhaps resolve to avoid repeating the behavior.&lt;br /&gt;conscience.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have any conscience. it just doesnt work on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i know it sounds stupid or maybe even crazy but seriously. it doesnt work for me.&lt;br /&gt;still cant decide if its a good or bad thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-431690972054401268?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/431690972054401268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=431690972054401268' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. pandora's box. basically when you talk about pandora's box is about doing something that will unleash a whole lot of trouble, chaos, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea i guess everyone have got a pandora's box of their own and its up to every single one of us whether to open it or not. yea. most people will probably say&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not dumb enough to open pandora's box"&lt;br /&gt;but truth is, its easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;there's a whole lot of temptation out there that will get you to do it. so stay away from the temptation. or at least try to. no. no. actually dont stay away. it'll be quite interesting if you do open that pandora's box of yours. see. another temptation. so yea. i guess its true what people say. curiosity does kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yea just in case you were wondering, i did open mine. the outcome is quite interesting really.&lt;br /&gt;also opening pandora's box in this case is not like literally opening the box. its basically doing something you really dont have to do and unleashing lots of chaos, troubles etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;but you knew that didnt you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RkMy7dXbpcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aqoj6OSWZvo/s1600-h/779569467s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062946403171149250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RkMy7dXbpcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aqoj6OSWZvo/s400/779569467s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random picture. again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-4311998724276649077?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4311998724276649077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-5925568135131973778</id><published>2007-05-10T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:53:48.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha ok now its really been some time..</title><content type='html'>yea its really really been a long time since i last blogged. i cant even recall what i was going to write in the last blog. haha. yup. the effects of procrastinating. that's what you'll usually get.&lt;br /&gt;yup anyways its mid-term now. i really should consider studying as theres chemistry and modern maths tomorrow. haha. its quite funny actually when i come to think of it. in the midst of studying add maths like hell i didnt even touch a chapter for mod maths. i think my add maths marks is going to be higher thatn my mod maths marks. if i do quite well for the first add maths paper. yea so far mid-term exams have been quite ok. nothing too bad. yea considering the only exam we have done are bm, english, est and add maths. so yea. next week is really going to be hell for me. i hope i will study. got to keep the marks at average. not realy aiming to get super good marks. maybe just enough to not get last in class or something. yea i hope i will study next week. again. procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea im actually hoping mid-terms will end soon. really cant wait for ROMPIN SUPERCAMP. haha whatever laa. i think its going to suck, we'll see how la. i mean how can it not suck when two, yes u heard me TWO ASSUNTA TEACHERS ARE GOING. oh bloody. still. i wont let them ruin my last year as an interactor. so whatever la. i'll just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its that time of the year again. selecting the new interact BOD for next year. so far the whole thing has been quite fun. got hundreds of people running around for signatures from all the previous BODs. and yea im really not helping any of them. im like the second lowest board member and i give like the hardest questions so yea. really not helping. hehe. so what, there is only so many times you can actually torture some people and not get blamed for it. but yea. i really hope we'll get to elect a real good board for next year. we'll just have to wait and see about that now shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played football after school today. was quite tired after that. could barely even breath. ran around everywhere like an idiot. watched too much of quaresma's video on youtube. yup. the effects of youtube on the youth nowadays. ok. maybe not the youth nowadays. just plain razreen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thats all for now. will try to update as much as possible for all you faithful readers. drop a comment please. the c box is looking really empty. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;razz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-5925568135131973778?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5925568135131973778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=5925568135131973778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5925568135131973778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5925568135131973778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-ok-now-its-really-been-some-time.html' title='haha ok now its really been some time..'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-529287305262955491</id><published>2007-04-04T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T07:11:48.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been some time</title><content type='html'>ok. it's been quite sometime since i updated my blog so i thought i might as well do it today. well the couple of days have been quite fun. yesterday(03.04) was my mum's birthday. since my sister and i didn't really have that much to spare we just decided we'll share our money and get her a gift. as soon as the clock struck 12 o clock, i ended the conversation with vid(haha sorry vid). so yea. n then i called up my sister and put her on loudspeaker (since she's all the way in god forsaken segamat). haih damn lazy wanna blog now i'll continue later k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-529287305262955491?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/529287305262955491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=529287305262955491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/529287305262955491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/529287305262955491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-some-time.html' title='it&apos;s been some time'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-3089864336736568729</id><published>2007-03-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:54:17.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just can't see stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok. first thing i gotta say is as a human being you can't see the shit on your back but you can see other peoples'. so yea thats the big problem were all having now. being able to see the shit on other people's back, analyze it and talk bad about it. yeah so go on. talk about other people's shit like they are all at fault and you're the only innocent one. that one day shall come where you will realize that your back is just full of shit as everyone's back. so yea. enjoy doing it while you still can. and realize your mistake one day and you better hope you're not too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*yes this post is meant for someone. go figure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup yup anyways enjoying life just as it is. got better stuff to do than think about all these nonsense. played tennis with amir today. it was a great story of finding and losing balls during tennis today. but anyways we've met our toughest opponent so far. THE WALL. yes. and we shall get ourselves determined to beat it the next time (i hope). that's all for now. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RgqMTyJ65HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NOV1gYCGIIk/s1600-h/678771840l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047000603930846322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RgqMTyJ65HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NOV1gYCGIIk/s320/678771840l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*a random picture of the highest quality. we look like a couple of idiots for a poster for a movie or something. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-3089864336736568729?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3089864336736568729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=3089864336736568729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/3089864336736568729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/3089864336736568729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-just-cant-see-stuff.html' title='you just can&apos;t see stuff.'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RgqMTyJ65HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NOV1gYCGIIk/s72-c/678771840l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-2604563838714862607</id><published>2007-03-22T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T08:08:41.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days of fun</title><content type='html'>well this recent two days have been really fun.&lt;br /&gt;lets start on wednesday(21.03.2007)&lt;br /&gt;ok. i was really looking forward to going to school on wednesday. there was only one reason. no, make that two. firstly, razman told me the day before that his results for samadian idol was going to be announced. BIG DEAL la. we all knew the results beforehand and he knew he didn't get through. but nevertheless i'll still go there to support him. but the best part of the day was yet to come. so this was it i thought. at 9 a.m. some of us were supposed to skip class until the end of the day. so yea. went to class. 9 o'clock came. went out of class n headed for the library supposedly to train some form 1 kids to do their drama for the competition the next day. reached the library. stoned for a while. bad mistake. my english teacher came to me and was like "razreen would u want to join today's Taylor's College debate?". one word teacher. "nope". n then sridhar tried to tempt me with "if u join you'll get certificates and if u win u can get money and scholarship". well. as usual i lost to temptations. so i said. "fine i'll join". bad mistake. spent hte next 4 hours in the library trying to come up with what to say in the debate. after 4 hours of ver hard thinking we pulled it through. so at around 1.40 p.m. we stepped into the teacher's car and marched on towards our death. ok maybe not. toward the frikking debate. so basically everyone was panicking in the car. got not enough points, no reply speech, etc. etc. after around 15 minutes we finally reached the school. SMK Damansara Jaya. my first time debating professionally. why not i thought to myself. so we walked up the stairs and into the debate room. i remembered quite clearly how razman was very confident about us winning the thing. razman's words was:&lt;br /&gt;"dont worry. those girls look like shit. and there's another fat guy inside the room. surely can win la"&lt;br /&gt;yea. so after 1 hour or so of debating the results came out. and guess what. we lost. yea thanks a lot razman. haha. but anyways we got very good compliments especially for kubhie. and the teachers said i did quite well for a 4-hour preparation. so i felt quite happy. after debate cik anita dropped us at the MPPJ hockey stadium. just followed sridhar to watch him play some hockey. yea our school weren't that good that day. we lost to a team we were supposed to be whacking 6-0 or 5-0. but scoreline showed everything. we lost. 0-1. damn that sucked. anyways after that just went home, watched t.v. and slept. was too tired to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and that was just day1.&lt;br /&gt;second day.&lt;br /&gt;thursday (22.03.2007)&lt;br /&gt;yea today was quite eventful but not as eventful as the first day. firstly, i woke up late today. we were supposed to be at school by 7.15. guess what time i woke up. 8.00. oh yea we were supposed to go to school early because of some drama competition in SMK Taman Sea. i wasn't really involved with it. just helped directed some of the stuff. that's all. but teacher asked me to come so i couldn't really say no. so i woke up knowing i was late and got ready to go. took an lrt and then had to walk to the school. i made it in time i guess. i missed the first performance and came in the middle of the second. so after waiting for sometime it was finally our turn. oh yea by the way our drama was based on the short story "the pencil". im sure most of you have read this before. ok the drama went quite well. we were a bit unorganized backstage but i guess we pulled through so it was good. we didn't win though. the judges simply told us how we could improve ourselves for next year. or in years to come. but whatever it is, i'm still very proud of our form 1s. they worked very hard towards the end and they did quite well. did nothing much after that really. teacher gave us a ride to KFC so we had our lunch there. after that went to school to play football. that was quite fun. i scored a number of goals but i wasn't too proud of it. the opponent was tired and wasn't playing properly so we took advantage of that. after football went for bio tuition. after tution our bio teacher Pn. Pathma showed us her granddaughter. she was sleeping so we really couldn't do anything much. but it was quite amazing looking at a baby around 2 weeks old. innocent and not influenced by the world yet. went home after that. slept for a while. woke up around 7.30 to get ready for chemistry tuition. went for chemistry tuition late though. around 15 minutes late. didn't make much difference also cause mr. Rao haven't even started teaching. yup. so went into class, sat down and basically stoned for the next 1 hour and 15 minutes. after tuition quickly went down and walked towards the mamak near tuition. met my mum n sis there. sis was back from segamat for a few days so i was kinda excited to meet her. after paying for food, went to watsons to buy some stuff and then headed home. did nothing at home. just watched a lil bit of t.v. n went to sleep. it's been a couple of days sice i did my add maths. gotta start again one of these days. so yea there it was the two kinda eventful days in the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-2604563838714862607?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2604563838714862607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-2098130902971703112</id><published>2007-03-19T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T08:07:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM OK!!</title><content type='html'>haha yea after some time i can finally say that i am ok. it took me quite some time to come back to my senses but i managed to do so. so i ampleased to say im back. yup yup the old razz is back. no actually not the old razz. its a bit of the new and a bit of the old so its all good. i know the some of the past posts seemed a little depressing and stuff but i can say that i went through it already. yup yup. i'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-2098130902971703112?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-8754887621145381063</id><published>2007-03-18T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T05:41:26.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazed N Confused?</title><content type='html'>haha ok the reason i wanted to post this particular blog is basically said out in the title. well things haven't been going particularly well nowadays. damn. i feel like a bundle of confusion right now. everything doesn't seem right anymore. i thought i could control my life better last time but now everything is getting out of hand. jeez if only i could sleep all of these things off. that would really help. but yea anyways i just feel really crappy right now. maybe im just thinking too much. damn it, it would really help if i had someone to listen to me right now and not just judge me. aaaaaargggh. crap. i need to scream. i don't know la. maybe all i need is just a little walk. yea can't wait to do that on thursday. it sucks to be alone. anyways thanks for the comments vid. those two comments will probably be the only ones i'll ever get. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-8754887621145381063?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8754887621145381063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=8754887621145381063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8754887621145381063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/8754887621145381063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/dazed-n-confused.html' title='Dazed N Confused?'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-9077785272384488811</id><published>2007-03-13T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T07:00:36.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chemistry or no chemistry</title><content type='html'>ok. chemistry. im sure you've heard about it before. its when two people think they got so much in common that they actually have chemistry. or they'll use the term "the chemistry is there". im not really sure how true this is because usually when two people like each other there will be chemistry whether you like it or not. i mean that is all there is to it. i dont think chemistry is something that comes naturally. its either you like the person or not. when you do you'll say there's chemistry and if you don't you'll say there's none. so basically chemistry is all just in the head and there can be no such thing as "we don't have any chemistry anymore" really. yup that's all for now. gotta go play football manager now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-razz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-9077785272384488811?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/9077785272384488811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=9077785272384488811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/9077785272384488811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/9077785272384488811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/chemistry-or-no-chemistry.html' title='chemistry or no chemistry'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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-3483510416406089028.post-2473068022895440726</id><published>2007-03-13T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:41:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mukhsin mukhsin</title><content type='html'>yup ok. mukhsin is the title of a malay movie that i watched the other day. seriously i didnt even know there was such a movie out until my mum n sister asked me to go get the tickets for the show. i didnt really care about the show i just felt like watching a movie at the time so i just went for it. ok basically the movie is about a guy called mukhsin who had a friend called orked. they sort of like had a thing for a while. there's a part in the movie that was quite interesting. it was near the ending of the story where mukhsin sort of made a mistake so he fought with orked. after that whole big fight she didnt talk nto him at alland completely ignored him. not to say he didnt try to patch things up but everytime he does she just ignored him. so then one day mukhsin came around to orked's house. again at the doorstep he stood calling out to orked that just wont seem to answer him. so finally he told her that he was leaving with his father back to his hometown and asked her to come out just to say goodbye. again she did not answer his call so the only thing that he could do was to walkaway. but before doing that he left her a message asking her to read something he wrote at the tail of the kite that he gave to her once. she read the message after he left. they didnt say wat was in the message but as soon as she read it she rushed to mukhsin's house only to find him gone. as far as mukhsin was concerned orked still hasn't forgiven him for wat happened. so in the end he left and they did not see each other again. at all. so basically the point here is that the guy, Mukhsin made a mistake and he wasn't forgiven about it at all. so he was punished forever for that one mistake he did. so yea that was the quite intersting part of the story. there was a nice poem in the end though. i can really remember what it was but  it was something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everyone has a first love story to tell,&lt;br /&gt; this is mine,&lt;br /&gt; eventhough i did not get to see him at all anymore,&lt;br /&gt; i got a second chance.&lt;br /&gt; Love is kind,&lt;br /&gt; He gives everyone second chances.&lt;br /&gt; i found mine,&lt;br /&gt;i hope he does too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something like that. i remembered some of it so i just filled the gaps with my own words. so yea i guess we'll have to take orked's words for it. love is kind and that he gives everyone second chances. haha. lets hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-2473068022895440726?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-5647166168693682027</id><published>2007-03-11T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:54:17.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T2M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RfQK2DKiM5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QE-O-wr571I/s1600-h/38327432620710s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040665806613132178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RfQK2DKiM5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QE-O-wr571I/s320/38327432620710s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. T2M. this basically comes from the malay phrase "talam dua muka" so in order to shorten it i'll just put it as T2M. yea so the reason im writing this particular blog is about some T2Ms i got walking around me. not some la maybe just a couple of them or something. its really irritating me about how some people can act so nice to you in front of you and just turn into a monster behind your back. i mean its just amazing how people can change so much. just when u think u have a good friend whom u can trust and value they start turning their backs against you. i dont know la. im really confused about all this shit right now so i hope time will help solve everything. well if not everything then maybe partially of everything. but seriously all i can say now is that i dont need these people in my life anymore. y'all are nothing but a liability to me. pieces of pebbles in my shoes that do nothing but give me trouble. im sorry if it sounds harsh or anything but this is exactly how i feel. but whatever it is i really have to thank these T2Ms because u guys have helped me open my eyes n taught me not to just trust anyone. so thanks. yup dats about it i guess. T2Ms. dont need any of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-5647166168693682027?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5647166168693682027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=5647166168693682027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5647166168693682027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/5647166168693682027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/t2m.html' title='T2M'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</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/_z2FR-stFuKQ/RfQK2DKiM5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QE-O-wr571I/s72-c/38327432620710s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483510416406089028.post-2551393929715793643</id><published>2007-03-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T06:14:47.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY First Blog!</title><content type='html'>ok... well i dont really know how to start this but yea this is my first ever blog. its nothing much really i just wanted a place where i can be able to put down all my thoughts into words so rather than starting a diary i decided to start blogging. cause u noe i hate writing so i thought typing would be so much better. so yea i'll try to post as much as i can. so thats all for now i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483510416406089028-2551393929715793643?l=razzmangkuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2551393929715793643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483510416406089028&amp;postID=2551393929715793643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/2551393929715793643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483510416406089028/posts/default/2551393929715793643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://razzmangkuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-first-blog.html' title='MY First Blog!'/><author><name>razz mangkuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00000205435399917746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
