<?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-7774688992631732712</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:15:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4879203289037090016</id><published>2009-11-23T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:01:37.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye (bye, bye)&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye (bye, bye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm doing this tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're probably gonna start a fight&lt;br /&gt;I know this can't be right&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby come on&lt;br /&gt;I loved you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;And you weren't there for me&lt;br /&gt;So now it's time to leave and make it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't take no more, it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you out that door&lt;br /&gt;Baby bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bye)I don't want to be a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;Just another player in your game for two&lt;br /&gt;You may hate me but it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;(Bye)I don't really want to make it tough&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you that I had enough&lt;br /&gt;Might sound crazy but it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh you just hit me with the truth&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl you're more than welcome to&lt;br /&gt;So give me one good reason baby come on&lt;br /&gt;I live for you and me&lt;br /&gt;And now really come to see&lt;br /&gt;That life would be much better&lt;br /&gt;Once you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't take no more, it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you out that door&lt;br /&gt;Baby bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bye)I don't want to be a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;Just another player in your game for two&lt;br /&gt;You may hate me but it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;(Bye)I don't really want to make it tough&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you that I had enough&lt;br /&gt;Might sound crazy but it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason for your love no more&lt;br /&gt;(Bye, bye)&lt;br /&gt;I'm checkin' out, I'm signin' off&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the loser and I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel right now =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8430063427694977653</id><published>2009-11-20T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:40:10.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Well, force myself to wake up early today at 6 a.m. I wanna play soccer that's why. Good thing is, I did wake up at 6 but then fell asleep -.-&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 when Izikeil msged me to wake up. We played at the police station street soccer court.There was 6 of us playing there..and it was really damn hot there!!! I got dehydrated as soon as I started playing. -.- So we decided to play under the void deck.. Played for 2 hours..Was really fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to find a job after that, Me,Izikeil &amp;amp; Syafiq went to CWP to look for one. We were surprise though when there was some vacancies there. We went to every shop and asked for jobs.. After all that, we decided to work at Pizza Hut,Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it okay. Besides, I found my cousin working there also.. This is so cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;well thats all =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8430063427694977653?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8430063427694977653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8430063427694977653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8430063427694977653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4991713879783543958</id><published>2009-11-18T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:27:02.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>Last Day of school.. Haiz...The best day ever. Im gonna miss everybody even those people I dunt even know im gonna miss them =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Took a lot of pictures with my friends....haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no mood to write anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry but tears wont come out....=(&lt;br /&gt;................................(sobbing).................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4991713879783543958?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4991713879783543958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/graduation-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4991713879783543958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4991713879783543958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1151781758743077286</id><published>2009-11-08T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:37:50.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vitamin C - Graduation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real cool&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone with me&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ever find a job that won't interfere with a tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la…&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la…&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Repeat Chorus X3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a wonderful song that keeps telling me im gonna miss everyone once we leave secondary school. The memories, good and bad ones, we will remember them. Its funny how time flies so fast when we dun't want it to.I can still remember the first day I step into Admiralty school which I really hated and now im gonna miss it. Ironic isn't it? haha =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, to all the graduating students, I wish you all the best for your future.Eventhough we may walk different paths....Our Destination would be the same.... (Sniff*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1151781758743077286?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1151781758743077286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/vitamin-c-graduation-and-so-we-talked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1151781758743077286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1151781758743077286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/vitamin-c-graduation-and-so-we-talked.html' title=''/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8853867988541980393</id><published>2009-11-07T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:14:58.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop the bleeding, oh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be here&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;(Soldier down)&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;br /&gt;(Soldier down)&lt;br /&gt;My heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have nothing to write right now. So im just writing how I feel right now. This is a new song by the backstreet boys. They are my favourite boy band ever. Fell in love with the song when i first heard it. Hope you guys would like this song too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Backstreet Boys - Straight Through My Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8853867988541980393?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8853867988541980393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/straight-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8853867988541980393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8853867988541980393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/straight-my-heart.html' title='Straight My Heart'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-905348296943823279</id><published>2009-11-02T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:31:56.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone</title><content type='html'>Its been while since I written anything. Well, I usually dunt have time to =.=&lt;br /&gt;People like me are busy studying for their exams. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel kinda down right now. So far, All the papers I did, didn't trouble me at all until today: the Ss paper was a disaster for me. =(&lt;br /&gt;The things I studied didn't came out at all =.= wasted like 30 mins sleeping in the hall. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this someone in my life who I seriously cant stop thinking about. I consider her as my bestfriend but I dunno how long I can accept that sort of relationship. People are now saying I like her. Well, It turns out.. I do. I am seriously trying my best to not annoy her though. Even her friends find that it is annoying. =( I understand how they all feel but Its just that, everywhere she goes, I wanna follow.I can't help it. Im just like a stupid dog following its owner blindlessly.The reason im doing this is because I wanna be with her. It makes me happy just to see her.I wanna be happy for my last days of secondary school.=( So if her friends are reading this, try to understand =( sometimes this things happen to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha thats all. =)&lt;br /&gt;Im out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-905348296943823279?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/905348296943823279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/905348296943823279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/905348296943823279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone.html' title='Someone'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-3425332153027823112</id><published>2009-10-05T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:17:55.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start studying</title><content type='html'>Well, I realise something today, Studying is fun. Subjects like chemistry and Poa are subjects that I really hate, turns out to be very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, Im having difficulties cathing up because for the whole of sec 3, I didnt pay much attention then. So now im regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing much happen today, Just bought a few books at popular with Syafiq and Izikeil. I bought a poa notebook. I found it useful though, so I thought i'll give it a try. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned Something new today:&lt;br /&gt;Studying is Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-3425332153027823112?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/3425332153027823112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/start-studying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3425332153027823112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3425332153027823112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/start-studying.html' title='Start studying'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-5926090018540705555</id><published>2009-10-04T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T07:55:43.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari raya</title><content type='html'>Today, I went out hari raya with my friends: some i dunt even know them. So not gonna write much, but here are some pics. =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388758339150938978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Ssi3KJmEA2I/AAAAAAAAACA/ke1oV3duJu8/s320/DSC00405.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388758585219315826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Ssi3YeRVeHI/AAAAAAAAACI/1e1-4QbQVOE/s320/DSC00372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388758104739163122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Ssi28gV8K_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Qw5dXrA8uks/s320/DSC00382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-5926090018540705555?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/5926090018540705555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5926090018540705555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5926090018540705555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/hari-raya.html' title='Hari raya'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Ssi3KJmEA2I/AAAAAAAAACA/ke1oV3duJu8/s72-c/DSC00405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7543879920219652701</id><published>2009-10-03T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T07:44:14.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Today was a long day. First thing in the morning, I woke up early to get ready to go to the library and study with Syafiqah =D&lt;br /&gt;so I arrive at the library about 10+ and while waiting for her, I tried to find a seat where there are tables. Unfortunately, from 1st to 4th floor, there wasnt any. =(&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to find it badly since she wanted those kind of seats. I wanna make her happy. While waiting for her, I studied first. She came really late though, about 11+(who cares, im just happy that she came ) =P&lt;br /&gt;so I thought her some stuff about poa.(hope she understand) Surprisingly, She even thought me stuff I myself didnt even know. So it was more like learning together =D Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to mac and she bought three large fries for both of us to share and then we took the bus home. At the bus, we found a seat at the back and shared the fries together.&lt;br /&gt;There was an akward moment at the bus, thats because I confessed to her how I feel about her.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna go into details... =p&lt;br /&gt;then I sent her home, We talk to each other and what was an akward moment, turn to hmmm....dunno how to explain that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, After that went back home and got ready to go to my friends open house. =D&lt;br /&gt;Me,Syafiq,Izikeil,Sufi and Tutik went to hamiza's house and we ate,and ate, haha =P&lt;br /&gt;Soon,we went home and so that was it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night got ready to go out again!! (omg, I was about to break down)&lt;br /&gt;My family went to my cousins wedding and there, me and two of my other cousin,mainly guys, had to sing infront of everybody there. It was sooo embarrassing because my cousin had forgotten the lyrics and we sang wrongly!haha. (Imagine that) XD.. everybody smiled at us and the three of us was laughing at each other. So went home and prepare for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tht was today. Nothing much =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-7543879920219652701?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7543879920219652701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-today-was-long-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7543879920219652701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7543879920219652701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-today-was-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8845643666869930867</id><published>2009-09-29T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:52:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying side effects</title><content type='html'>Im not feeeling well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im feeling sick right now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i get well soon =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8845643666869930867?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8845643666869930867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/studying-side-effects.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8845643666869930867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8845643666869930867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/studying-side-effects.html' title='Studying side effects'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-9061941392865494140</id><published>2009-09-26T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:42:26.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library and studying</title><content type='html'>Today was really great! I had a lot of fun and guess what, Im studying! and not for the reasons I post earlier. Well, today I went out with Syafiqah and her sister Syahirah which both of them are twins.Cool right? =P&lt;br /&gt;We were going to study at the library. Since we just started to get close this year, this was considered my first time going out with her.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I reached first, and waited for them while doing a poa homework that is due on monday(I really hate it).&lt;br /&gt;when she and her sister arrived. Syafiqah looked great..as in Woah.. Didnt realise how good she look. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we sat on the floor and started studying poa and teach each other stuff we dunt know.Even ViVian helped us. She was really really smart. So then Syafiqah wanted to eat so we decided to go eat at mcdonalds at cwp. We found a seat that is really covered.. as in very.. private and we start eating.. didnt know she can eat alot. =P there was a hill of french fries we three bought. haha.&lt;br /&gt;After that we continued studying at the same place and I thought some her maths and poa. =)&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked home together.. And told lame jokes to each other and shared a few laughs..=) So yeah... fun actually. That was half my day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, My family prepared to go Hari Raya. We went to alot of houses with my cousins joining us. =) so there was alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the whole thing is, adult acting like kids. haha.&lt;br /&gt;There was practically 5-6 cars altogether and when we want to reach from destination to destination, the adults will act so childish and started racing with each other on the highway. Its was SOOOOO funny . haha. So yeah... Haha. Thinking of it still makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something new today:&lt;br /&gt;Theres a kid in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;haha!! I guess u guys would agree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-9061941392865494140?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/9061941392865494140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/library-and-studying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/9061941392865494140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/9061941392865494140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/library-and-studying.html' title='Library and studying'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-820931904393356813</id><published>2009-09-24T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:01:12.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to post today. So im gonna write about something about me. For those not interested you can go to another site than mine.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I started studying for Olevels. You guys may think thats a good thing,but to me its not.&lt;br /&gt;I only study when I get stress,sad etc... all the negative feelings all inside my head. I dunt know why.. But im feeling down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself.... Is there such thing as a BestFriend??&lt;br /&gt;What do best friends do? Do they care for you when you need caring??&lt;br /&gt;Do they help you in time of need??&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who reads my blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you guys can tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need someone. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im feeling lonely, and emoish.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wish there was someone special....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-820931904393356813?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/820931904393356813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/820931904393356813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/820931904393356813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1402791306391386447</id><published>2009-09-23T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:50:45.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing</title><content type='html'>Today was ok. P.E lesson was very lame. We had to do this dance(forgot the name) which just involves much of the feets movement so it was really boring. There was three classes in the hall, the strange thing was that our class was the most cooperative. Which also meant that we were praised by the pe teachers for being in sync, LOL!! Next week we had to do the same thing again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got back a few more of my exam papers.. Not gonna say the marks because they are very dissapointing. =.=&lt;br /&gt;After skul there was a soccer against a unknown VS Eurythemics(sry if wrong spelling) so unknown lost and the score was 5-1(i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was just what happen the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to tomorrow though. More scolding coming our way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1402791306391386447?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1402791306391386447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/dancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1402791306391386447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1402791306391386447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/dancing.html' title='Dancing'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8576269728419857722</id><published>2009-09-22T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:39:18.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Argh!! today was boring. Classes was boring as usual. Got back my EL paper 2 and got 23/50. Dissapointing.. MT paper 2 was 28/70. Even dissapointing. luckily geog and ss teacher never came. I couldnt stand to see another paper I fail. Last period was chem. I got back chem paper3 and it was 30/65.Another dissapointment. I thought that was over but there was PoA remedial. and we got back our papers too.I gt 38/100.Most dissapointing of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there was her to msg with or else I would be angry at myself the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;After remedial. Sat at the canteen with azri,yan quan,izikeil and syafiq and told lame jokes to each other,as usual.. Then Mr Ong came and sat with us and gave Azri advice about how to study.. Im nt sure if it helped azri, but it did to me. I wonder how's azri feeling right nw. Just the other day he was angry with that teacher.. Lol.. The IRONY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went home and was really bored. tomorrow there will be a match against a team.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to it though.haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8576269728419857722?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8576269728419857722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8576269728419857722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8576269728419857722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1869575479387768018</id><published>2009-09-21T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:18:54.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day Of Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Today was a funny day. I wear blue today for hari raya. Me and my whole family which includes my cousins and all.(a really big group) Went to visit houses which I nvr visited before. I guess this year was different. We went to my mom's siblings childhood friend houses.(Complicated) So, it was really funny to see the adults react like little kids. They were so funny that most of the time we were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cant explain in details here also because it will take too much time.&lt;br /&gt;man.. tmr there is school and im not looking forward to get back my results for prelims. Im sure i will do badly.. Ah well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1869575479387768018?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1869575479387768018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-day-of-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1869575479387768018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1869575479387768018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-day-of-hari-raya.html' title='Second day Of Hari Raya'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-987332723215098898</id><published>2009-09-20T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:08:54.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6 and get ready to go to a mosque somewhere near Singapore( Im nt sure where is that but I know its far from my house) So went there and took some pictures of people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back home to get ready to go to our first house. I had a hard time choosing what colour to wear for our first day since my parents didn't buy new clothes. As I was browsing through my clothes, I found a rather new looking Baju Kurung. It was dark green in colour and It had a dark green pants also. I decided to wear that on the first day. I quickly rushed out to tell my mom that im gonna wear a dark green Baju Kurung.&lt;br /&gt;when I asked her, she replied&lt;br /&gt;" oh good, now quickly get ready." at the same time smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that the whole family was gonna wear green and for boys, we had the same design. I was like o.0???? since when did we buy ourselves new clothes??? Even my brothers and sisters were shrugging their shoulders when I asked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So house to house we went, and we kept eating and eating. =.=&lt;br /&gt;But still it was exciting because the mood was there. =)&lt;br /&gt;So that was much wad happen the whole day. I couldnt go in details because that will only take up the whole page to write. By then, you guys would fall asleep reading my entries. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until next time.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384293397899478194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrjaUXRHhLI/AAAAAAAAABw/Fs_5uDJPC9w/s320/DSC02083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-987332723215098898?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/987332723215098898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/987332723215098898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/987332723215098898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-hari-raya.html' title='First Day Of Hari Raya'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrjaUXRHhLI/AAAAAAAAABw/Fs_5uDJPC9w/s72-c/DSC02083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-6647113610673993210</id><published>2009-09-19T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:02:06.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Changing</title><content type='html'>Well, the whole day did nothing, just sleep and used the computer. So I was feeling very bored today. Tomorrow is Hari Raya and my family still have not bought the kuih-kuih( I dunno what is it in english) so I wasnt in the mood. We didnt even buy new Baju Kurung. For those who doesnt know what it is, It's a malay tradisional costume. =) so, obviously the mood wasn't there to celebrate Hari Raya. Plus, theres also O level to prepare.. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 8 p.m. and my whole family went out. For me, I obviously stayed at home. So played some songs and guessed what, I finally completed another song!!! 4 songs now in my album. Muhahaha!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when they arrive home, guess what! they bought loads of kuih-kuih and keropok-keropok. I was like ok? o.0? Whats with the last minute shopping.. so my whole family started putting the food into the containers.. For me, being the spoiled child, went to try everything and started eating.I was so full and of course got a stomach ache afterwards.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. My mood to celebrate became brighter. Hope that tomorrow gonna be a good celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-6647113610673993210?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/6647113610673993210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/mood-changing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6647113610673993210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6647113610673993210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/mood-changing.html' title='Mood Changing'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8704812931640467713</id><published>2009-09-18T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T05:15:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New things</title><content type='html'>Well, Todays was kinda ok. Our lat prelim paper. It ended about 9 a.m so i went home early. After that got NCC and since I had nothing to do, I took lots of pictures of the NCC cadets =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Azri and I were bored, we decided to find a place to dance. Unfortunately,everywhere we go, Theres is people around. So we didnt dance much. Only made a few moves. =P so we went to the canteen and then talk to shahliza and recommend her the mix made by Azri. One thing that really made us angry was Mr Ong. ^*%&amp;amp;* him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Azri: Forget about him. Once you get your result and prove him wrong, Shove up his a** make sure he begs for your forgiveness. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home and celebrated my little brother 9th birthday..May he have a long life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats all for today. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. No offence to those who likes Mr Ong though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383474714904990226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrXxuvc1khI/AAAAAAAAABo/ua93LbhfmG8/s320/DSC02044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383474576970054514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrXxmtmle3I/AAAAAAAAABg/S6e9PtBilo8/s320/DSC02045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383474465813855970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrXxgPg4fuI/AAAAAAAAABY/PHw3v9xorOc/s320/DSC02043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8704812931640467713?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8704812931640467713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8704812931640467713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8704812931640467713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-things.html' title='New things'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrXxuvc1khI/AAAAAAAAABo/ua93LbhfmG8/s72-c/DSC02044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-3338678660562446148</id><published>2009-09-17T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:31:05.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practical Test</title><content type='html'>Today was really boring. I had my science(physics/chemistry) practical test today. Mine was the first shift so I had to come to school at 7.15 a.m while the other classes gets to come late. So the practical was kinda easy actually. so im confident that I can pass. Just pass =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the practical, my class had to be quarantined in the hall because if not we would have the chance to call or msg our frends that have not taken the test yet. Since there was three shifts, we had to be qurantined in the hall for more than 4 hours while the other classes finish their practical. So we had to do chemistry worksheets while in the hall which was really boring. So, me and Keith wrote a song. Its not finish yet and since I dunt know what to post today, Im just gonna post the lyrics we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"School"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse1&lt;br /&gt;I woke up every morning, to go to school&lt;br /&gt;My bags are ready and has a book or two&lt;br /&gt;Ate my breakfast and put on my shoe&lt;br /&gt;to get ready to go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse2&lt;br /&gt;I took the bus numbered 913&lt;br /&gt;I found a seat and guessed who I see&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful girl my first crush you see.&lt;br /&gt;This happens to me everyday when I go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Teachers,students and boring lessons&lt;br /&gt;Test and Exams oh I hate them&lt;br /&gt;beautiful girls and handsome guys&lt;br /&gt;all wanna look their best at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3&lt;br /&gt;its 10.15, it's time for our break&lt;br /&gt;took my books and throw them away&lt;br /&gt;In a rush, yes, I wanna see her&lt;br /&gt;cuz shes the reason why, I go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats where we stopped .. cause Mr Ong was scolding and we decided to stop here..&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are kinda weird. But Its fun to sing to =)&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/7774688992631732712-3338678660562446148?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/3338678660562446148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/practical-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3338678660562446148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3338678660562446148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/practical-test.html' title='Practical Test'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-5920941999067063670</id><published>2009-09-16T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:39:53.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Search For the mask</title><content type='html'>Today was tiring. The P.O.A paper was so difficult. I wanted to cry when doing it. I slept almost half the time. Well, I guess that happens when its ur most hated subject. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after the exam, me,Azri and Shafiq went out to buy a mask.So we planned to meet at boots &amp;amp; shoes at CausewayPoint. I arrived there about 1315 hrs and luckily I wasnt late. In fact, Azri was the last person that arrive eventhough it was his plan to buy the mask. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to CausewayPoint first to take a look around. Just window shopping I guest. Then we headed to, Lavender to search for the party shop. We went to a building called concourse(i think that's the name). When we look around there, we found out that the shop have been moved. So on to the next place :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time, my leg was aching probably from playing too much soccer.Our next stop was Little India. There was a new shopping center there called The verge if i'm not wrong. There, we found the shop!! Finally after 2-3 hours of walking. So we bought the mask and then we went home =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some pictures with the mask. So If its nice tell me k? Kinda creepy actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I could write more, but I have limited time to do that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEE7EhSmSI/AAAAAAAAABA/WSJLa4pIEME/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382088442556619042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEE7EhSmSI/AAAAAAAAABA/WSJLa4pIEME/s320/DSC01969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEFiVUR4HI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ORqqYI8BfW4/s1600-h/DSC01974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382089117080346738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEFiVUR4HI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ORqqYI8BfW4/s320/DSC01974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382088777160642562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEFOjBG0AI/AAAAAAAAABI/OLZ5FBh60AE/s320/DSC01975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-5920941999067063670?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/5920941999067063670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/search-for-mask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5920941999067063670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5920941999067063670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/search-for-mask.html' title='Search For the mask'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SrEE7EhSmSI/AAAAAAAAABA/WSJLa4pIEME/s72-c/DSC01969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-5864875272672814111</id><published>2009-09-15T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:54:41.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Day.</title><content type='html'>Woke up today and studied last minute for my maths paper 2. I was all geared up for the exam.Now, Im gonna explain in details how I did my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it was, the question paper infront of me :calling my name "Helmi".(lols kinda lame)&lt;br /&gt;          "Okay you may start now," said the examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn over the paper with caution hoping that there would easy questions. When I saw the first line..."factorise the following.." , I was like(haha) this is gonna be easy. Then when I look at the equation, I blanked out. I was like ($@#!^&amp;amp;*) wats this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this happened for the next question, and the next question,and the next....... =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there goes my maths marks" was my thought. Well, at least I tried my best =) that matters the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the maths paper was mother toungue paper 2. I finished the paper like 45 mins before the times ends. Wanna know my secret to finishing the paper fast? it easy. I did the paper anyhow. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there goes my mother toungue marks" was my thought again.Well, at least I tried my best again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam. I played soccer at 1500 hrs and it was scorching HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sweat like hell and I became very dehydrated. Me, Yan Quan, Syazwan and Omar played at the police station street soccer court until its 1800 hrs and then we went home. When I reached home, My body temperature was high and I lacked of water. I was so dehydrated that my temptation to drink annoyed me but I didnt drink because I was fasting. Then when my family break fast, I drank about 7 glass of water. Felt like puking. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at night played soccer again, same place. It was really tiring day. Being stressed out about exams which is mentally painful, and getting tired playing soccer which is physically painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned Something today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must balance study and play or else I will strain myself!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope it makes sense. The picture is what im feeling now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381722357549015858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Sq-3-Hl8ozI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SlyjT_bjex0/s320/sad+baby.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-5864875272672814111?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/5864875272672814111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/tiring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5864875272672814111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/5864875272672814111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring Day.'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/Sq-3-Hl8ozI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SlyjT_bjex0/s72-c/sad+baby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1017632011628149316</id><published>2009-09-13T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:33:34.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past few days I have nothing to post about. Just stress about O levels. SO thats all folks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1017632011628149316?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1017632011628149316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-past-few-days-i-have-nothing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1017632011628149316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1017632011628149316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-past-few-days-i-have-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7030404496854128264</id><published>2009-09-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:14:48.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 QN</title><content type='html'>Today was okay. Went to Azris' house and had some fun.(thats sounds wrong o.o) We were wondering if we want to start a dance crew. So anyone interested can join us K? I'll like to emphasis that we are a Beginner Crew. Haha . so those who cant dance can join also. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i have nothing to post. SO i'm gonna do some questions Shahliza forced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 Secrets about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been asked out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;No Idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;In my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Helmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your current relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Single (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Does your crush like you back?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Stress. O' levels drawing near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color of underwear are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Alot of colours =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Missing something?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Probably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could go back in time and change something, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My personality. I want to learn to be more confident from young =P (no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you must be an animal for one day, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A Japanese Spitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Not Sure. But there was one time when I almost had a heart attack. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Playing soccer and making music =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The song stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The ones I wrote myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. From whom did you copy and paste this?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Shahliza. She bullied me =`(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name someone with the same birthday as YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Haha!!! That would be... ah... ahh..hmmm???No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Receiving my O' level Mt results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yes! Lot of times. Im sure it was bad =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; That would be to read peoples mind. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Her personality of course =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you usually order from starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Never been there so no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My biggest secret is that I have no secret. ( no idea what im talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; No favourites. Love them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you still watch Kiddie shows?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Often because these shows reminds me of how life was less stressfull when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is a line from one of your favorite songs?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Show me the meaning of being lonely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ( BackstreetBoys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you ?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A Human I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you speak any other language?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Chinese, malay, Arab .....Maybe French =p  hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Fresh Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Describe your life in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is one thing you would like to learn how to do?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; To dance like the group Jabbawockeez and like MJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; HAHA. you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The sooner I finish this 40 questions, the sooner I get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What should you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Studying for Prelims and O' levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. How often do you talk to God?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Pretty Frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you like working in the yard?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Wheres the yard????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Lonesome. Sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Uh no. That'll be dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Dark Black... lol black is alrdy dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is your most memorable moment?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have none, to tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to do this quiz they may do so. Happy quizing =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-7030404496854128264?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7030404496854128264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-qn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7030404496854128264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7030404496854128264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-qn.html' title='40 QN'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1635713127469974122</id><published>2009-09-10T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:45:00.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>So today morning got ready to go to the movies. Not so excited about it since I had a slight fever, So Claire and I watch the movie proposal. She was the one who chose it so we just watch. The movie was ok though, but I think she did not like it that much. Kinda predictable how the story goes. So nothing happened much between us...Kinda dissapointed actually.(Its not like were together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to the Library where Syafiq,Azri,Izikeil and Hamiza was quietly studying. I find it weird though why they choose a spot like that. I wanted to lie down but the space was limited and behind us was a metal railing followed by a glass door( how comfortable was that). So we studied..Actually they studied..not me. I just stared at the book and blanked out. Didnt know whether any information got in, I didnt care. Just wanted to end the day and get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got back home, Got ready to break fast. I didnt eat much cause I wasnt feeling to good. As soon as i finished eating.. headaches came. And I fall asleep immediately..Woke up in the morning around 3 am writing this, feeling abit better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something today:&lt;br /&gt;Dunt Go Out When Your Feeling Unwell As It Only Makes It Worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you and have a nice day people.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1635713127469974122?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1635713127469974122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1635713127469974122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1635713127469974122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4310506626735853208</id><published>2009-09-09T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:25:20.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again.</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at 1p.m. I'm feeling worser than ever and I feel like dying sniff*sniff*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realise something again.. Wednesday... OH NO!!! Mother toungue remedial. Cough*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.. Im not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went online to read peoples blog then suddenly I read one of the entry of my friends blog and for no reason I got pissed off. I didn't have the mood to chat with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so the whole just practically boring. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, theres Somebody called bloghopper who hates me. So whoever he/she is, tell  me, Lets be friends so that we can make this world a better place. =.=  So im Looking forward for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learned something today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holidays can be really BORING&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4310506626735853208?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4310506626735853208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4310506626735853208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4310506626735853208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-again.html' title='Not again.'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4643301809474215319</id><published>2009-09-08T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:48:07.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>The day before stayed up to read the book. The story is **** nice! I've read finish the book and it was like 4 a.m. SO I fell asleep and woke up at 5.30 a.m for breakfast. :D&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing is that I feel so energetic. After that I played my guitar till about 8 and fell asleep again. Then I realise something. Tuesday......... OH NO!!! I got Chemistry remedial!!!&lt;br /&gt;I realised it when I woke up at 10.45 a.m because of a msg she sent me.I was late =.=&lt;br /&gt;So the whole day msg her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the afternoon I was not feeling well. Suddenly I received a headache. I think because I was lacking of sleep. HAiz..so that was much my whole day. Haiz... tomorrow got mother toungue remedial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Learned something today:&lt;br /&gt;Do not skip remedial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4643301809474215319?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4643301809474215319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4643301809474215319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4643301809474215319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4401914942752365603</id><published>2009-09-07T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:43:26.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are boring</title><content type='html'>The holidays are so boring. I cant take it. SO, monday was nothing. I stayed up the night before just to read a book: Harry Potter - Deathy hollows. Which I think the book was great. SO when I stayed awake up the whole night, eventually I would wake up late. Guess what? I wokes up at 4 p.m.(thought I would wake up at 6). Then the first thing I did was to message a friend. With my eyes half open. Its been awhile since I msg her.(its only been less than 12 hrs). So our conversation continued....Then I msged syafiq who was at the library and did not invite me..WTH. fine.....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the only thing I remembered on that day. The rest of the day was msging her only. Miss her alot :`(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Learned Something New Today:&lt;br /&gt;Do not Stay up Late Because Of A Book.. That goes for studying also. :D&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda lame..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4401914942752365603?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4401914942752365603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays-are-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4401914942752365603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4401914942752365603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays-are-boring.html' title='Holidays are boring'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-6539325890785151676</id><published>2009-09-02T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:02:08.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of prelim</title><content type='html'>First day of the prelim. First was english paper 1. To me it was kinda easy because we just had to write letters and stories. For section 1 i chose the question, If im nt wrong its about someone wronging you and after that they apologize. To me its was kinda easy. haha :D Section 2 was to write a speech for graduation. I totally forgot the format. Argh!! but then luckily I had observant eyes.. HEHE :P then i remembered the format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the english paper finish, It was Social Studies(ss) paper. When I started doing the first paper. I blanked out. The picture was so..ZZZZZ i couldnt understand the source at all!!! it was seriously a killer for me. After that I went home and thats about the whole day. Lazy to write long grandfather stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something new today:&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT STUDY LAST MINUTE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-6539325890785151676?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/6539325890785151676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-prelim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6539325890785151676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6539325890785151676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-prelim.html' title='First day of prelim'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-221462083456105467</id><published>2009-08-28T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:34:32.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>Today was fun.First thing in the morning there was assembly at the hall.Few things happened here. First, Mr Mok announce to the school that the rugby boys came in 2nd and after that there was a motivational talk by Ms Amizah(my Mt teacher). The talk she gave us was really exciting. She told us a story about a women and her cookies :P and showed us a video of an artist making drawings using sand,(if im nt wrong) it was so beautiful!! Love that vid.Then we went back to our class...&lt;br /&gt;OK.. The lessons were great also. First lesson was maths and it was only one period so we just had to go through a paper and that was it. :D .Then it was Physics. Every friday,during physics, my class would go to the physics lab to do practical test and todays test was easy. All we had to do was measure the temperature of a hot water and then record the temperature as it cools down and that was it. :P .Next was Mother Toungue. It was ok. All we had to do was go through a worksheet which I didnt do...XD still its wasnt so boring because the teacher was a fun teacher. :D... then it was recess.....&lt;br /&gt;Since its the fasting month. I cant go to the canteen beacuse there will be soo much food. :P&lt;br /&gt;So most of the malay boys would go to the NCC room there and just sit around talking,studying and doing their own stuff. So nothing much happened in recess.&lt;br /&gt;After recess was poa. Usually I would dread going to the lesson but today Mrs Sam was so cheerful. I like it when shes cheerful..She wont nag at us. :P  during the lesson all we had to do was ask questions about poa. Since my classmates asked alot of question. I just sat there drawing pictures as Mrs Sam explains to the class. Usually all of this lessons would be boring for me. Ever since claire lent me her sis handphone, I could msg Claire everyday during classes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After school I wanted to meet Claire. Then I realised something.. I had to go to friday prayers and I couldnt meet up with her. So i waited until she came down to the round table and told her that I had to go. She was okay with it. I realised that she tied her hair using a pen( kinda cute). When I ask her about the pen, she took it out from her hair. It was okay if it stayed there. :P&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the mosque. After that went back to school. But before i went to school, I asked Syafiq and Azri to follow me home. I wanted to get my guitar to play at school because I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;when we reach school, I saw Tutik,Diyanah, Amalina,Effa,Zulaikha,Shahliza and Iffah. All of them were doing their homework and stuff. I dint want to disturb them so I take out my guitar queitly from the bag. As soon as Tutik saw me, she scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;"Helmi! study first! guitar later" .....I was like ok....Sry Tutik..&lt;br /&gt;so I took out a book and started studying. Then Zulaikha ask me if she could play it. So she started playing which continued for about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt; I was getting bored. So I went to met claire. She was sitting all by herself. She was reading a book.. so I crept up to her and read the tittle of the poem she was browsing through. It was kinda funny how she jumped. She used the book to hit me on the head. :P (sry claire if i had frighten you). So we talked and talked. Usually she does the talking, im just happy listening to her. :D so after that I asked her to go to the canteen and ask her if she wants to play with the guitar.. But she was nervous. So i played some songs and sing with her. But her voice was soft and i couldnt hear her. So i started to play infront of people.. Claire joined along also. I even introduced her to all the people as mention on top. :P she probably couldnt remember all their names. I think she was feeling left out. Then it was 5.30 and she had to go home so I said goodbye to her and apologize her if she had been left out or anything.&lt;br /&gt;We continued playing and after school, we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;At night, I met up with Syazwan, Fakhrur,Iszaidi and Fahmi. We all went terawih together. After that we played soccer and it was fun. Went home tired.&lt;br /&gt;So that was much the whole day. There are actually more than this but i dunt wanna post it because it would be very boring and only some people read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something new today:&lt;br /&gt;Be positive&lt;br /&gt;zZZz&lt;br /&gt;thats lame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-221462083456105467?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/221462083456105467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/221462083456105467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/221462083456105467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-3487465572826726579</id><published>2009-08-22T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T08:44:02.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long but Short days</title><content type='html'>This past few days I have nothing to write about because I am so bored. I realise that not many people read my blog so yeah. I think im gonna write an entry once a week. That way, I can sum up what I did the whole week.( cool right?) So, Thursday and Friday was really boring. Just Normal lessons and more revision papers to do, especially poa.( cant take it). So, Friday I brought my guitar. I wanted to play infront of her but she was not feeling well and didnt come to school :( waited her for three days already.(miss her alot). One thing that made me scared is that when she told me that her doctor suspected that she could have h1n1! I was really worried and even started to think that I wont see her again. Obviously by then I'll be emo. =.= Still, I played at canteen. I played in front of Tutik, Effa and Shahliza. They said that my voice was nice which I didnt thought so..But still, im gratefull for their comments. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had no phone I couldnt msg Claire that much but luckily I got to msg her acassionally by using Syafiq phone which has an unlimited sms plan. So he is so kind to let me msg her :D( good friend). So Friday night I message her and ask her how was she doing and all. We msg and msg alot. I soon realise that Syafiq was freaking out!! haha. I think I might have msged too much. Still, theres no difference because how many msg I sent, its still free. Then I told him nicely and he doesnt mind. (yeay!). This went on for the next day also haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning... Wake up at 5.25 a.m, had breakfast. weird right? you wanna know why???&lt;br /&gt;because...ITS THE FIRST DAY OF THE FASTING MONTH PEOPLE!!! haha. So from 6 a.m I went online, checked my facebook and watch some youtubes videos. kinda boring though because there was no one to chat with. So I listened to songs till about 8 a.m and then for no reason, I fell asleep in front of the computer screen :P (haha) Syafiq called me at 10.30 a.m. He asked me if I was going to follow him and tutik to city hall to buy a present for somebody. Since it was a boring saturday, I decided to follow. Right after he called, Claire went online! I was so happy and seeing her online made my day! So we chat and chat and I got carried away! I was suppose to meet Syafiq and Tutik at 11.30 a.m. I was so distracted talking to Claire that I didnt realise that It was 11.45 a.m!! I said bye to her(wanted to talk more)then I quickly get ready. When I arrive at Admiralty Mrt(where we were suppose to meet) Tutik gave me a " Why are u late"look. I was really scared she would be angry at me but she didnt say anything(so tht means she was really angry at me?). So our trip from Admiralty to City Hall was a long journey. First thing I did was to take out my Chemistry ten years series(TYS) and started studying. Haha. Imagine me, studying. zzz. I was practically standing up, doing my homework. Tutik and Syafiq was there to teach me stuff. I really learned alot. So, to make the long story short, we reached City Hall, brought the present, and went to sent Tutik home. As for me, I went to Syafiq house to study. But the turth is, the moment I reached his house and sat on his bed. I fell asleep. zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;So after that went home, go out at night with syafiq and tutik and that was my whole day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-3487465572826726579?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/3487465572826726579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-but-short-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3487465572826726579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3487465572826726579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-but-short-days.html' title='Long but Short days'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7760629553817139378</id><published>2009-08-19T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:02:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O level Mt results and English Oral!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was seriously not a good day for me. Its one of the miserable days of my life. First thing in the morning there was an announcement made by Mr Ong about our release of our Mt O'level results. The whole sec 4e5n kept quiet when listening to his announcement as they were all curious about the timing. So Mr Ong told the school that the release of the result would be after recess and I was so geared up for it. So we went back to class and lesson continued like normal. Recess, had a large meal because I was excited to get my results. After recess 4e5n had to go up to the hall. Mr Ong gave his talk about the exam drawing near thingy. One thing about his talk is that it really struct me hard. I felt scared and full of regret. So when he was done talking, our results was handed out one by one. So I waited for few minutes until Ms Ng gave me the paper. When I saw my result, I was so angry!!! I felt so dissapointed. It feels as though all the thoughts of me having a bad future came at once.(I dunt even know what im writing) at first I thought it was ok. Then when I kept thinking about my frends results compared to mine, almost all of them did better than me. I felt so sad and frustrated and then with no reason I started crying. I felt so stupid not trying my very best for the O levels. It was my future!!! This thoughts made me feel more depress by the second. I quickly went to the toilet. Yan Quan and Syafiq accompanied me to the toilet. They were trying to comfort me.(imagine me, a guy needs comforting) I washed my face over and over again looking myself in the mirror. I told my self that is was not the end yet. I told myself that if I start now I can change everything. After I went out to the toilet I felt more relax. I knew that im gonna start studying from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we went back to class, It was english. I felt so demoralised and felt unmotivated to take my English oral. First thing Keith ask me when I took my seat, he asked me." Helmi are you okay? relax k? ". My reaction was, Omg!! did he knew I cried. Then I tried to hide myself. Then Syafiqah saw me then she ask me about the same thing. That was soo embarassing to me. I quickly sleep(pretended to sleep). Then I woke up again carried on practicing my oral. I had no time sleep or even feel sad. I kept motivating myself. After english lesson I went to find Claire because when I see her it makes me happy. But Syasya told me that she was feeling ill and did not come to school. I was like, argh!!( Miss her alot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went into the hall and I waited for my turn to do my oral. For the first time in my life doing oral, I never stop talking. I kept talking and talking. I wanted to feel better soo i talked and talked non- stop. The passage was easy(to me) same goes for the picture and conversation. When I walked out of the exam hall, I felt confident of myself.After that I went down to the canteen. Discussed with Harun,Haizal, Hafez and Yassin about oral. I think all of them did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it was 4p.m. I joined Tutik and Izikeil to study. We shared stories and had a few laughs amongst each other. I felt better and better. So we went home and here I am writing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something today:&lt;br /&gt;The earlier u start, the better. Do no wait until the last moment.&lt;br /&gt;Or u will regret it for ur whole life!&lt;br /&gt;This goes for all the graduating class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-7760629553817139378?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7760629553817139378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-level-mt-results-and-english-oral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7760629553817139378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7760629553817139378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-level-mt-results-and-english-oral.html' title='O level Mt results and English Oral!!!'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-3846920773378922806</id><published>2009-08-14T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:28:05.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kinda great. Assembly was ok. I had to sit there for about 30 minutes for all the awards to be given out. It was kinda boring but luckily Keith was with me and we talked and talked all the lame stuff we can think of. It was really funny. First lesson was maths so nothing much. Then its was physics practical test. Its was really fun. The question we had to do was about circuit and we had to connect wires here and there and make the light bulb, light! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its was really exciting after recess. Our P.O.A teacher never came. We were all celebrating like hell!! HAha.. so, throughout the whole p.o.a lesson me and Keith chatted and told lame jokes to each other again. HAha. Seriously, we had no life. So after school, I met up with Claire and we talk and talk. She showed me all the books she brought. Including a book that she wrote a story when she was about five years old.(if im not wrong). She was so cute. Then, about 1.10p.m she had to go to class.So I waited. While waiting, I saw Mrs Nicole Lim examining a student. Since i had nothing to do. I just sat near them to hear what they were talking about. When the student was done, I ask Mrs Nicole Lim on some tips for oral english examination since she was the one who failed me. =.= She was really helpfull and I learned a lot!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire had just finished her class, so again, we talked and talked.  :P&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us together. Then she had to go home. Thats the boring part. Her mum was fetching her so she had to leave quickly. I walk with her to the general office( GO) and then said bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that me and my friends played soccer. Then after that I went jogging.&lt;br /&gt;Then go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have confidence in the things u do&lt;br /&gt;zzz im lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-3846920773378922806?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/3846920773378922806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-kinda-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3846920773378922806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3846920773378922806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-kinda-great.html' title=''/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4902524552327900852</id><published>2009-08-13T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:32:05.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting new people</title><content type='html'>This few days has been great.&lt;br /&gt;I met new people. (you guys probably know that by looking at the tittle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the few people I knew this past few days:&lt;br /&gt;Syasya&lt;br /&gt;Claire&lt;br /&gt;Effa (nt sure spelling)&lt;br /&gt;Rabiah&lt;br /&gt;Rayhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMm... I think Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. nowadays i have no time to post.&lt;br /&gt;O level is coming not much time for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4902524552327900852?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4902524552327900852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-new-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4902524552327900852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4902524552327900852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-new-people.html' title='meeting new people'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-2315779482582443626</id><published>2009-08-06T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:15:20.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire drill evacuation.</title><content type='html'>Today was fun for me since we got to go home early about 12.40 p.m. Usually today i would be home about 6p.m. So today the lesson was ok. First lesson was Geography which is kinda ok. I gt punished because i didnt do a worksheet she gave and also some of my classmates even got the scolding. So after that was Physics lesson. Its was kinda ok since Mr Lam only gave us revision worksheets to do. Then for 2 periods, me and Keith sang  songs since were bored and we also played lame games. Then it was recess. After recess there was chem test and to me it was difficult because i didnt study at all..!!  When the chem test was finished. An exploding sound was heard and then the fire alarm was sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i quickly rush to join the first aid group. Its was fun. we carried one casualty which was a girl. Luckily she was lighter than the previous girl we carried. Me, Azri, Yan Quan and Rafidi didnt know what to do at first. When we first saw her,she was unconcious so,the first thing that came to our mind was.... should we do CPR?????? she's a girl !! luckily Azri's reaction was fast. He checked her pulse by touching her neck and it was ok. Phew! we didnt need to do CPR. so we had to place her on the stretcher. I carried her neck and head, Azri and Yan Quan carried the middle part and Rafidi carried her leg. A few minutes later we arrived at the first aid post. Our job was done. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fire drill thingy. we went to the hall. Nothing much here.&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to our class to take our bag and go home.&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah was waiting for her sister's class to get back to class,4E2. So to past the time, we talk and talk. Suddenly i got bored and ask her whether she wanted to sing. She smiled to me then we sang together. It was great. 3 people were watching us. They said when we sing together it was good. :D the song was called Lucky. very nice song to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a new thing today:&lt;br /&gt;Things Like This You Have To Take It Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;                    That Thing Is&lt;br /&gt;                           LoVe&lt;br /&gt;zzz im vey lame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-2315779482582443626?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/2315779482582443626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire-drill-evacuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/2315779482582443626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/2315779482582443626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire-drill-evacuation.html' title='Fire drill evacuation.'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-3787520617118468990</id><published>2009-08-05T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:51:35.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar</title><content type='html'>today was ok, In the morning izikeil gave me a guitar. That guitar was a frend of mine and i wanted to borrow from her. So the lessons today was ok, P.E was fun(duhhh). We played soccer and i became the goalkeeper for awhile. Its was really scary and i even injured my hand =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after p.e there was all the boring lessons i had to go through. I cant believe i survived it all!!&lt;br /&gt;After school was ok. I started playing the guitar i borrowed. I played it front of my best friend Saud. The song was " secondhand serenade- fall for you" and it was a nice song to play. I was playing the song until i suddenly got carried away!!! when i turn behind, about 5 people was staring at me. I felt so....weird? well i dunt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,after the remedial, me and izikeil went under the void decks. Then we started to play and sing and it was fun. I mostly did the singing because izikeil didnt want to sing as he was nervous. we played and played until it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, i on msn and started chatting with mahirah. She was one of the 5 people - 6 people that heard me sing. She said it was ok. So i really appreciate it. If she is reading this, i want to thank her very much. So we went on talking, until one thing shocked me. She brought a subject about someone. Apparantly, she figured that out that i like this girl by just looking at me. She's gud.. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae the whole day was ok... still, im feeling kinda down about something.&lt;br /&gt;I learn something today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE HURTS!! trust me.. and goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-3787520617118468990?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/3787520617118468990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3787520617118468990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/3787520617118468990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/guitar.html' title='Guitar'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7869112390157988387</id><published>2009-08-03T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:12:56.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz...</title><content type='html'>Today was ok, since the h1n1 case precautionery measure have drop, the first assembly for our school started. It was really strange as it has been a long time since we assemble together.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today P.O.A lesson was ok. I really dislike that lesson. My teacher took 2 periods to explain 2 question and i was relief she never check my paper because i did not do any :P&lt;br /&gt;so i was feeling very lucky. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i talk to one of my friend and i asked her why she broke up with her boyfriend. She told me some stuff. It was really surprising to hear the stories. To me, it was really..(not sure how to explain it).... I really cared for her. Also, after that, me and syafiq went to the spiral staircase. We took pictures of each other, my friend "v" was feeling down so i wanted to cheer her up. So we crack jokes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after our english mock exam, we went to mac donald, I ask my friends on advice on how to win a girls heart. So they told me stuff which i think is kinda helpful. So when we were walking back home, One of my friend "t", wanted to hear me sing.( i dunt know why). so i agree.. but I was sooooooo nervous. She is a girl. If it was a boy it was ok.. :P when she heard me sing i knew it didnt sound good(because she kept quiet). Anywae, when i wanted her to sing,i told her to sing a few lines from a song in high school musical. So she sang softly (which i could hear) and the amazing thing is, her voice was sooo gud! i was so jealous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn something today..&lt;br /&gt;...........Girls can sing well..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so that was much my whole day.THE END&lt;br /&gt;p.s. for those hu read my blog, tag me. I'll be happy to reply :D&lt;br /&gt;so that was much my whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-7869112390157988387?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7869112390157988387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7869112390157988387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7869112390157988387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/haiz.html' title='Haiz...'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-8886921778945905168</id><published>2009-08-02T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:49:26.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Advise</title><content type='html'>Today was ok. The whole i did nothing much because its a sunday and there is nothing much do.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day i was thinking of her, thinking of wad to do to win her heart. Im really not good when it comes to this type of stuff. So i turn to my friends on msn and one of them was a classmate of mine. He gave me advise on how to win a girls heart. His advice was really good and it really made me curious of wanting to try it. When i go to school tommorrow, i want to thank him with all my heart!! I Just hope his advise will help me get the girl i LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..things to note though...i should concentrate on my Exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye People!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-8886921778945905168?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/8886921778945905168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-advise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8886921778945905168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/8886921778945905168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-advise.html' title='A Good Advise'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-4964355244652078634</id><published>2009-07-31T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:32:00.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Today when i woke up, i was so excited to go to school cause its friday and i also had my oral. So the lesson were all ok. nothing interesting happened but still, the best part was after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my frends all go for their friday prayers and i decided to stay at school as i was scared to be late for my oral. So i waited in class until 2.30 p.m. During the period from 12.40-2.30p.m, me and 3 of my frends(i dunt know them well, but they seem so friendly) stayed in class.. One of them was a girl, so we were talking about random stuff until she got bored and started to sing. When i hear her sing, it was so beautiful. Her voice is damn good!! i was so jealous.(wished i could have a voice like her) she then wanted me to sing. I dint want to cause i know my voice suks!! but in the end i still sing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg she must have thought my voice suks. i was damn embarass..but singing with her was great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo we were singing and singing until then it was 2.30p.m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the first person to take the oral. The passage was ok but when it come to the picture discussion, i totally messed up..!!!argh.. the teacher said i wasn't serious and i could fail my O'level oral if i continue the way I am now. What the teacher told me really motivated me to try harder for my O'level and to make sure I dun't fool around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after Oral i went straight to NCC. I didnt want to go NCC because 5 p.m there was going to be a first aid training and we were the chosen students to carry casualties. The excersice was really tiring. My team had to carry a person from the 4th floor all the way down to the 1st. It was tiring because the person was heavy and we was struggling really hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after we reached the ground floor, our hands were all trembling, some numb, haha it was really funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After That we all went home.. so that was much my whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-4964355244652078634?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/4964355244652078634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4964355244652078634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/4964355244652078634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/day.html' title='A Day'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-2236608017077477095</id><published>2009-07-30T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:54:03.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Match &amp; Fire Drill</title><content type='html'>WOW... yesterday was great..  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually yesterday my team had a match.. then I did not bring my boots. luckily i remembered something. That day, Hamiza bought izikeil a new boot already.. and Syafiq wanted to lend his boot to izikeil... so i told izikeil that syafiq was going to lend me.. then izikeil started to get angry... LOL :P  (he had no idea that he was going to get a new boot and he got angry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so when the match was about to start, we surprised izikeil with the boot. Then his face started to blush!! hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anywae the, the match was against a team called "slacker"(not sure about the spelling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we lost the match.. 5-4... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;overall i enjoy the match :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, there was fire drill. Then i was so excited.. while the rest go to the field to assemble.. some of the students are chosen for the first aid group.. guess what? I am one of them :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we get to carry injured people..but the dissapointing is, there was no injured people. haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then when the excersice ended and we all have to get back to our class, weird things happen...apparantly, someone has put 7 milipede/centipede(dunno which) into one of my classmates chemistry textbook. so he went to the principal and started to complain. but the principal didnt do anything, unfortunately the vice-principal came. she started to investigate who did it, at last the culprit was caught..this was surely a weird day..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So when school ended, me and 4 of my frends wanted to study..we studied...and studied.... at last we gt bored.. my frend keith bought the mint green tea.. and it really tasted bad.. another friend of mine bought "root beer". and i bought "blue ice" and then we mix all together.. then we dared each other to drink it. To me it was nice..until, we add chili sauce..OMG!! so we played a game and  who lost has to take a gulp of that drink. Keith lost 4 times..Xie Hang lost 2 times  and me 6 times...omg, the drink was so bad everytime we drink it,, we feel like vomitting...even now im writing this i can feel the weird taste in my mouth..i even gt a headache ok thats all for today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-2236608017077477095?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/2236608017077477095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/match-fire-drill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/2236608017077477095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/2236608017077477095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/match-fire-drill.html' title='A Match &amp; Fire Drill'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7618127891631026966</id><published>2009-07-27T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:52:58.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new friend</title><content type='html'>today was ok..nothing much to do at school...the fun part is there were two teacher absent.3 periods free the whole morning.then it started to get boring. so i started drawing pictures of the class..then my friend started  to tell jokes..both of us laugh non stop..LOL... my favourite is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: Imagine if u are in a building, and it is on fire. How would u escape?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Stop IMAGINING!&lt;br /&gt;what a lame joke :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after recess..as I was about to go back to class, i met Valerie! for the first time we talked to each other.so we talked and talked... =.=&lt;br /&gt;during ft period, me and Harun go to youtube using the teachers computer. then i opened a video of a person dancing like MJ. Suddenly the whole class became quiet..almost all of them watch the video.. weird huh? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I met Valerie again.. So we Talked..zzzz....o.o   and talk..lol&lt;br /&gt;she is very sweet, and cheerfull, no wonder my friend likes her :P&lt;br /&gt;then there is remedial..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;that is much of my whole day :P&lt;br /&gt;boring right?? i know.. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-7618127891631026966?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7618127891631026966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7618127891631026966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7618127891631026966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-friend.html' title='A new friend'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-239560308540879283</id><published>2009-07-24T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:49:56.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First aid.</title><content type='html'>today during mother toungue was ok. since O lvl MT finish, every mother lesson theres nothing to do.. so today we watch video clips of the sec 3 doing a project on malay songs... some were great and some were boring. We had to comment and give points to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school got first aid, but it was postpone..I was really looking forward to it.cause later we got to carry injured people and it is fun!!! Mrs Ho Says that one of the day, there will be a big drill event..involving the whole school. Then she said, students will be covered in blood..LOLZ!!&lt;br /&gt;too bad it was postpone..haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-239560308540879283?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/239560308540879283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-aid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/239560308540879283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/239560308540879283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-aid.html' title='First aid.'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-1758505737038451879</id><published>2009-07-23T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:19:23.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral postpone</title><content type='html'>Today I was looking forward to the oral..&lt;br /&gt;then our teacher miss winnie was sick.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to postpone to next friday!!!! argh..i want do the oral as fast I can.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back and on my Msn, My friend told me that it is about hair and cctv.. luckily postpone. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF not I sure Fail.!!!haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-1758505737038451879?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/1758505737038451879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/oral-postpone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1758505737038451879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/1758505737038451879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/oral-postpone.html' title='Oral postpone'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-6186082617632542540</id><published>2009-07-22T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:20:52.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Compre</title><content type='html'>today was ok.. not much to do. P.E lesson was fun.. since i pass everything i can play free games.. so nt much to do... but still FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..just now Listening Compre..the questions were quite tough and took time to understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when waiting for the listening compre to start..the examiner on the radio.. then she tunes in to 98.7 FM then got eminem song come out..the beat was nice so i was shaking my head with beat.. some excitement before the exam.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exam.. we all discuss the question..thats all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7774688992631732712-6186082617632542540?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/6186082617632542540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/listening-compre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6186082617632542540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/6186082617632542540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/listening-compre.html' title='Listening Compre'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7774688992631732712.post-7000522242930709219</id><published>2009-07-20T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:06:51.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial harmony day &amp; a sad day for me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Today was ok.. its racial harmony day PEOPLE!!.. Btw this is my first entry. muhaha.. and dunno what to write. So today i wore the "baju Kurung" which my frend lend it to me..it was nice and green in colour. i love it though because the material was smooth. then i oso wear the "songkok" a sort of hat that goes with the baju kurung. overall i had fun blahblah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                           The End.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt; So i went back home exhausted..then still have to go tuition!! argh!! after tution i went home.. I on my msn.. then I realize something.. a person block me..   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;              NOw Im sO DePResSeD! (crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i wish SHE wouldnt block me...haiz... lets wait until tmr then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/7774688992631732712-7000522242930709219?l=budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/feeds/7000522242930709219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/racial-harmony-day-sad-day-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7000522242930709219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7774688992631732712/posts/default/7000522242930709219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budak-baik-helzme.blogspot.com/2009/07/racial-harmony-day-sad-day-for-me.html' title='Racial harmony day &amp; a sad day for me..'/><author><name>hezlme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06398582487153719501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boaody8lPko/SmSFES7gfVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2Ep-XBQyLg4/S220/Image007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
