<?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-13718269</id><updated>2011-12-18T04:22:02.161+08:00</updated><category term='y'/><title type='text'>Let me take you to a place youre never seen before</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5214879978746732054</id><published>2011-12-15T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T04:22:02.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because in that little universe of yours, only your feelings matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5214879978746732054?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5214879978746732054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5214879978746732054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5214879978746732054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5214879978746732054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/12/because-is-that-little-universe-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4970646777526877910</id><published>2011-12-13T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:53:48.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm being so lenient. stop testing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4970646777526877910?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4970646777526877910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4970646777526877910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4970646777526877910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4970646777526877910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-being-so-lenient.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5882609096619157192</id><published>2011-11-14T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T02:16:15.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really glad you're smiling more nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the shoes on the other foot now huh? hmm. guess you don't need me that often anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how you're right. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5882609096619157192?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5882609096619157192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5882609096619157192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5882609096619157192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5882609096619157192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-really-glad-youre-smiling-more.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4119307903104372214</id><published>2011-10-14T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:16:16.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess its really over. Another came and go. its sad really. i hate this. &lt;br /&gt;This time its worst. without a word. just poof. not replying back texts either. left me waiting for an hour and then dont show at all in that bad weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fine. leave. i've been through this a couple of times before. i can do it again. Just know, i die a little more this time because i thought this was different. i really thought it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know what im doing to myself isn't helping. but i cant help it. im just doing my best now to get by this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4119307903104372214?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4119307903104372214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4119307903104372214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4119307903104372214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4119307903104372214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-guess-its-really-over_14.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7047888862352032689</id><published>2011-10-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:15:32.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess its really over. Another one came and go. its sad really. i hate this. &lt;br /&gt;This time its worst. without a word. just poof. not replying back texts either. left me waiting for an hour and then dont show at all in that bad weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fine. leave. i've been through this a couple of times before. i can do it again. Just know, i die a little more this time because i thought this was different. i really thought it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know what im doing to myself isn't helping. but i cant help it. im just doing my best now to get by this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7047888862352032689?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7047888862352032689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7047888862352032689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7047888862352032689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7047888862352032689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-guess-its-really-over.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7966724933075764644</id><published>2011-10-03T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:30:12.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally know why things don't work out for me every single time. know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm always the rebound guy. honestly. people leave once i make them feel better about themselves. ALWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i share shits that i've been going through, they dissapear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad i could help people. Really glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7966724933075764644?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7966724933075764644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7966724933075764644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7966724933075764644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7966724933075764644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-finally-know-why-things-dont-work-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-3886391264522969611</id><published>2011-09-20T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T01:48:36.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think its time this open book shut all its pages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-3886391264522969611?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3886391264522969611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=3886391264522969611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3886391264522969611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3886391264522969611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-think-its-time-this-open-book-shut.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-475144869630551372</id><published>2011-08-24T04:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T05:00:57.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dislike materialistic girls, period. i can't promise you the world. i cant promise you gucci or prada bags. but i can promise you this, pure, innocent love. yes that simple. oh what a turn off. damn it. sheeesh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-475144869630551372?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/475144869630551372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=475144869630551372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/475144869630551372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/475144869630551372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dislike-materialistic-girls-period.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1640523121664329124</id><published>2011-07-25T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:36:30.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thing is, nobody even asked. so what if im an open book? i don't tell every single thing to just anyone. you wanna know you ask, that simple and i don't even hide stuffs well you know me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i shoot questions i don't get answers. everything's a secret. Thats why every conversation is a hard one. Because i already know the outcome. No point trying isn't it? That's why i grew tired. we're always stuck here. Because i dont know maybe at one point somehow you stopped trusting me with certain infos. so alright i noticed but i kept quiet. so basically that's why it seemed that i stopped asking so much. stopped checking up on you that often. because there was nothing much to say really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just explaining my actions here. dont get this the wrong way. im not blaming you or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont get why you're so angry at me for. apart from me not being able to face you without panicking. yes my guts sucks when it comes to you. its so obvious i know. but i can't help it. im really trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it over please. really? this is how you wanna end this friendship? if it is. then alright. you don't have to do or say things just to hurt me. i'll leave peacefully. i'll really go. if it improves your current situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1640523121664329124?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1640523121664329124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1640523121664329124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1640523121664329124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1640523121664329124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/thing-is-nobody-even-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6104310481075138850</id><published>2011-07-21T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:59:22.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, a little breather.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been on a hiatus for awhile to get shit done and to prepare for the concert this coming sunday. i'll be more free next week. finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry i sounded harsh the other day. that wasnt my intention at all. i just exploded i guess. everyone has those days. it was on impulse. im really sorry. maybe what i said wasnt true at all. just some random shit i made up to cover for my mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F75Fj4_LuWM?hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i love the lyrics. so true. every single time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/13718269-6104310481075138850?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6104310481075138850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6104310481075138850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6104310481075138850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6104310481075138850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-little-breather.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F75Fj4_LuWM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5241902852981064237</id><published>2011-07-17T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:56:51.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY ARE MY WEEKENDS BUSIER THAN MY WEEKDAYS? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously. i just got home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't get it. i never left. i stayed back. took all the shit for months. i waited. i looked over you. i knew you never asked for it, i just did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, even with my shitty family problems i still stood by, not wanting anything in return. i just choose to give a shit about your feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i ask for is time. just a little more time to sort stuffs out. i'll get back to you soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i know waiting's an issue for you. so ultimately, it's your decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND NO. I DONT  NEED PITY FROM YOU PEOPLE.  (just so you know. if anyone happens to read this. i dont care anymore. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i fucking hate how people create jokes about my situation. im fine with the jokes but sometimes it gets to a certain breaking point and inside i just. snap. i don't show it because i value our friendship and i never want to let something this stupid destroy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, i just laugh it off. That's always best right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5241902852981064237?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5241902852981064237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5241902852981064237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5241902852981064237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5241902852981064237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-are-my-weekends-busier-than-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1787692617414242000</id><published>2011-07-16T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T23:44:12.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;So it started off with a warning letter from school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the disappointment speech then some sad story about the past. And then came the "honestly I hate living with your father" speech followed by the divorce speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. "bye mom I'm leaving for school. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to hear the last of it I swear. I couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;funny how only one purpose can read me like a book. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;while the others just stand by and look.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1787692617414242000?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1787692617414242000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1787692617414242000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1787692617414242000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1787692617414242000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-it-started-off-with-warning-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6246871250519093735</id><published>2011-07-14T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:05:43.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There i go again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit collector. that's why i hate trying sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus everything's failing me. EVERYTHING. That Taiwan trip would probably be cancelled because of the bad response and that internship they promised well, never set up an interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great, just great. what's next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6246871250519093735?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6246871250519093735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6246871250519093735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6246871250519093735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6246871250519093735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-i-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4947566155558654401</id><published>2011-07-13T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:55:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just ate HEAVENLY TASTING BROWNIES! sheeeeesh no idea what made it tasted so good. its really good trust me. hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss that sad looking idiot now. damn. no more Saturdays. no more looking over from afar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just plain boring text books and ppt slides are gonna fill my saturdays now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4947566155558654401?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4947566155558654401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4947566155558654401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4947566155558654401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4947566155558654401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-ate-heavenly-tasting-brownies.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5844140281826794855</id><published>2011-07-03T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T17:45:06.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; out,  walked towards her and well, chickened out at the very last minute.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate myself for doing such stupid silly actions. but i cant help it. its like the actions are on auto pilot. I react differently towards different people and well this is how i react when i see you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm the problem, always have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5844140281826794855?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5844140281826794855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5844140281826794855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5844140281826794855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5844140281826794855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-took-it-out-walked-towards-her-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4476939163501130668</id><published>2011-07-02T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:46:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Note to self:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GROW SOME BALLS.  NO MATTER HOW TIRED YOU AH. AHHHHH. BODOH I LEFT SOMEONE HANGING. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4476939163501130668?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4476939163501130668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4476939163501130668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4476939163501130668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4476939163501130668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/07/note-to-self-grow-some-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7301852415211352969</id><published>2011-06-14T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T00:34:39.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because if someone doesn't seem interested from the way they react to your words or questions, you have to back off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7301852415211352969?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7301852415211352969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7301852415211352969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7301852415211352969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7301852415211352969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-if-someone-doesnt-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5586199907844972409</id><published>2011-04-22T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:56:13.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its funny how it didn't hurt at all when i fell the other time. amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5586199907844972409?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5586199907844972409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5586199907844972409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5586199907844972409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5586199907844972409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-funny-how-it-didnt-hurt-at-all-when.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-230531801907141082</id><published>2011-04-17T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T04:44:35.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I honestly have no idea why I'm reviving this place. Making changes here and there, making this look as simple as possible because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;,  just something i picked up from designers during past lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess remembering things like this is kinda good seeming that I'm beginning my last year  of product designing at Ngee Ann tomorrow. Time flies when you have a kick ass class that dies but finishes tasks together during major projects. They have been such a  great help honestly because having no drawing or technical background isn't easy for a F&amp;amp;n student like me. I picked this course in the first place because i wanted to do something different. i knew i was going to suffer for the first year because of the sketching. I remembered telling my lecturer that i was gonna change to a different course when he gave me that look after looking at year one sketches. That disappointed look. i was already at the verge of giving up by then. I guess it turned out okay in the end. That trophy design competition that i won second place in last year really boosted my confidence! People started to notice me for my work and i got really happy. haha. being humble here, im just saying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo, I guess I'm wishing everyone that is starting or resuming school tomorrow a big goooooooood luuuuuuuuuck! Just balance fun and school work and you'll do fine. You may not like the course in the beginning but you might love it eventually and be good at it. you never know, so don't give up after the first few weeks. Persevere and accept the challenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-230531801907141082?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/230531801907141082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=230531801907141082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/230531801907141082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/230531801907141082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-honestly-have-no-idea-why-im-reviving.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4696262497130641544</id><published>2011-04-10T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:02:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason</title><content type='html'>because i gave up remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that i have to remind myself this every single time i see you. I hate that distance i give to comply to your wish.  honestly, i go crazy every single time i see you because i can't find the right words to say to you. Thus, that awkwardness appears. so yeah, if you think i'm just being a jackass for no apparent reason. well im sorry. im really sorry. i would make it up to you if i knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this flu. i think im going to sneeze my guts out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4696262497130641544?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4696262497130641544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4696262497130641544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4696262497130641544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4696262497130641544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/04/reason.html' title='The reason'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7060749804820229773</id><published>2011-04-07T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:23:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i wasnt clear enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7060749804820229773?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7060749804820229773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7060749804820229773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7060749804820229773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7060749804820229773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-guess-i-wasnt-clear-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6895881076684663703</id><published>2011-02-11T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T01:48:33.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYONE SHOULD FUCKING GO DO YOUR OWN RESEARCHES BEFORE SHOOTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND A SINGLE FUCK THAT IS GOING ON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6895881076684663703?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6895881076684663703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6895881076684663703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6895881076684663703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6895881076684663703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyone-should-fucking-go-do-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2226819827218368159</id><published>2011-02-11T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T01:26:24.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come on,  i was just asking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2226819827218368159?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2226819827218368159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2226819827218368159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2226819827218368159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2226819827218368159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/02/come-on-i-was-just-asking.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-55268359717270149</id><published>2011-01-12T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T12:52:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really fucking sucks when you lose a friend you didn’t know you had problems with. I guess I can’t say sorry enough for something I didn’t realize I was doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-55268359717270149?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/55268359717270149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=55268359717270149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/55268359717270149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/55268359717270149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-really-fucking-sucks-when-you-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-3267571219584583914</id><published>2010-10-18T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:48:50.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SEE IT.I'M TRYING MY BEST TO BLOCK  IT OUT. HONESTLY, I WON'T BE SURPRISE SO DON'T WORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-3267571219584583914?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3267571219584583914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=3267571219584583914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3267571219584583914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3267571219584583914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-see-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2316988999181354844</id><published>2010-09-23T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T15:07:13.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blogspot. i missed you. i know there's a couple of people that still comes here to check on things. dont worry im doing fine. still alive and kicking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you can always ask me for my new blog right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2316988999181354844?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2316988999181354844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2316988999181354844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2316988999181354844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2316988999181354844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4284257807335689047</id><published>2010-07-04T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T14:49:43.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who has tumblr now. (: hohohoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4284257807335689047?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4284257807335689047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4284257807335689047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4284257807335689047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4284257807335689047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/07/guess-who-has-tumblr-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4685885158451508819</id><published>2010-06-30T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:42:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously thinking of converting to TIMBRE. haha.at school people advertise.at home people advertise. Even when I'm outside people advertise.maybe ah.just maybe. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4685885158451508819?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4685885158451508819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4685885158451508819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4685885158451508819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4685885158451508819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-seriously-thinking-of-converting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-417387662089673165</id><published>2010-06-26T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T03:02:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8BfH1Xgbgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8BfH1Xgbgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think.Close your eyes and just listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-417387662089673165?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/417387662089673165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=417387662089673165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/417387662089673165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/417387662089673165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6548752180504251910</id><published>2010-06-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:59:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck the weather.it could have been a fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6548752180504251910?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6548752180504251910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6548752180504251910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6548752180504251910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6548752180504251910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuck-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7441355448883833971</id><published>2010-06-18T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:56:42.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired. Sleepy.Headache.Wrist still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep last night.No idea why.Turned left and right a couple of times.Eventually fell asleep at five in the morning and then woke up at eight because mom needed to tell me something important.Still up till now.how great.Well now, im going to find my damn uniform cover , the other stuffs needed tomorrow and hopefully get to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry world i couldn't tend to your needs today.i was busy trying to stay awake. Don't hate me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haikal, you stubborn fuck.damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7441355448883833971?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7441355448883833971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7441355448883833971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7441355448883833971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7441355448883833971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1362463490284301195</id><published>2010-06-14T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T04:24:16.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i have the " i don't give a shit"/"im going to eat you up" face.yea i know.IT DOESNT MEAN I REALLY DO.its not my fault. i was born with this.That's why i try to smile MORE. Yet people tend to return me with the same face when they see me. Not as if i asked for this right? How should i solve this then? this is so annoying. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1362463490284301195?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1362463490284301195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1362463490284301195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1362463490284301195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1362463490284301195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-i-have-i-dont-give-shitim-going.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6181185884920089994</id><published>2010-06-08T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T01:19:32.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A loser complained that i dint update this.so, here i am.hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one concert down.3 songs.we played for at least 15 minutes? i dont know.but it was a good experience as it was the first time performing at the auditorium. So next week will be the other one. Sax ensemble practices have been stressful lately.i understand how Rui yan is feeling. Asking everyone to come earlier to practice but not everyone is on time. some not even turning up. It sucks to be the person taking the practice when not everyone is present. We're only left with a week.damn. Furthermore, this might be his last concert. This sucks. To leave with this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been having weird dreams recently. Dreaming of old friends, people who added me on facebook who i don't really know who they are and even celebrities.haha damn weird. ohh and three nights ago i couldn't sleep a wink.as if someone was in trouble and was calling to me.YES I KNOW WEIRD RIGHT? Went for alumni practice feeling weak that day. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now, i think i have do something to my hair.going out of hand already.HAHAHAHA have a lot of complaints already.Even though some people say its nice and all.yes, i received both sincere and sarcastic comments.I KNOW.TSK. still, i don't really care about what others say. I'm actually cutting because of the hot weather. The thing is, i don't know to do. What hairstyle to consider. see my dilemma? HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6181185884920089994?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6181185884920089994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6181185884920089994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6181185884920089994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6181185884920089994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/06/loser-complained-that-i-dint-update.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2347391366007881077</id><published>2010-05-28T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T02:58:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.so, i have been really busy with sketches and stuff. I'm really glad to have a longer weekend for once. Term break in a week but It will be probably be use to finish up my projects. how great is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i was fired from my job before i could quit. I called to tell them i was quitting and she fired me first.damn i shouldn't have let her speak first. Oh well, whatever as long as i don't have to work during my weekends and public holidays anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having two concerts in June. 6 and 18. Ohh and then off to Malaysia again from 19th to 20th of June. My mom just told me. -,- All because ria (the Malay music station), is having a trip to Johor i think and her favourite singer is performing at some hotel. Its during my holiday so why not. i dint want to go at first but mom tried guilt-ing me into it.Fail.Dint work at all but again its during the holidays why not.  -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2347391366007881077?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2347391366007881077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2347391366007881077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2347391366007881077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2347391366007881077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/05/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4896687530225154953</id><published>2010-05-01T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:33:00.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have learned some things while working. There have been several types of customers. Some are weird, some are nice people and there are also the disables. Looking at the disables actually made me appreciate things even more. So far i had deaf customers and customers with difficulty walking. Just today, there was an old lady who had only one leg. I could really see that she was trying to manage it on her own. What pissed me off was that her grandchild, around my age, dint seem to care. His parents were the ones that helped that poor lady down the steps to the boat.I help her get to the boat. Even though it took sometime for her to get into the boat no one cared.Everyone was understanding.That old woman's son was so grateful to me that he thanked me repeatedly.It was really sincere.i don't know how to explain it. it kinda showed in his eyes.( i dont really know to explain this.haha) he tipped me later on when they got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the weird people i was talking about earlier on. There were a few male &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmoh&lt;/span&gt; customers who asked me where the red district is. "Gaylaeng" was how they pronounced it and they expect me to understand what the feck they were talking about. One of them got frustrated because i dint get what he meant. stupid.i gave them wrong directions because i just dont.like.them.hahahaha.Some dint care what others thought of them. They just say it out loud.(with female customers around.)"Where are the bitches?" -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would i know why you got angry? you started scolding me all of sudden.Dint tell me why and then stopped talking to me. so what now?  im suppose to apologize for something i dont even know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4896687530225154953?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4896687530225154953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4896687530225154953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4896687530225154953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4896687530225154953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-learned-some-things-while.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1054149719978910294</id><published>2010-04-17T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:25:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school resumes in two days.the holidays has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. I wont change it.not.one.bit. Im always tired from work but its normal i guess.i wanted to work during the holidays and get experience and all.My leg fell asleep in the train just now. lucky it wasnt so obvious.i would be so embarrassing.haha and now my hands are going to sleep soon.hahaha i fell asleep halfway while typing out this post. seriously. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now im watching incredible tales.its about a filipino family. The way they sound when speaking in english is funny.it reminds me of my workplace.hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1054149719978910294?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1054149719978910294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1054149719978910294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1054149719978910294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1054149719978910294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/04/school-resumes-in-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7533999618006987203</id><published>2010-04-02T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:12:48.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been working for almost 3 weeks now.  Working alone is not a problem  now. im better now at dealing with customers. especially those annoying  ones.( especially tourists from india.inpatient people.thinking they're  the smartest.ASK FOR SMALL CHANGE ALSO CANNOT. WANT TRADE PLACES NOT?  sheesh) Most of them are friendly people though. Some are humorous  people.hahaha and some.. are just drunk people.hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school  resuming in less than 3 weeks time.haven had a REAL holiday yet. maybe  cause everyone is busy right now.( including me) oh well, can't be  helped. im quitting my job soon anyway. Hopefully things will change  after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's nothing better than a great  romance.. to ruin a perfectly good friendship. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7533999618006987203?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7533999618006987203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7533999618006987203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7533999618006987203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7533999618006987203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/04/been-working-for-almost-3-weeks-now_02.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5728945874357064088</id><published>2010-03-14T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:27:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, i have my reasons.its not an excuse i made up.it was what i first thought when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5728945874357064088?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5728945874357064088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5728945874357064088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5728945874357064088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5728945874357064088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-i-have-my-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7120093617098865850</id><published>2010-02-10T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:33:35.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='y'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright.so i thought i liked her.but nooooooo (: actually.after the recent post she gradually slipped out of my mind.i must be thinking too much. :/ anyway now that that's over. i can  "concentrate" on my paper.my ONLY paper for this semester&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hohohohohohohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My alarm clock model actually looked okay.plus i was the only person with common sense in class.i did something that nobody else in my class did.It made the model look even nicer.i actually thought my class would have done it.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."because i'm a Malay what" that was my reaction to my lecturer when he said i was the only one with common sense in the class.(cause i'm the only malay person in my class.They're all chinese.) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA AMEK KAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the presentation i just did was less then 2 minutes.yes i'm in school now. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7120093617098865850?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7120093617098865850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7120093617098865850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7120093617098865850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7120093617098865850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/02/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-827429793030571323</id><published>2010-01-21T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:04:56.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think i like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn,i don't want to but you keep appearing in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-827429793030571323?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/827429793030571323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=827429793030571323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/827429793030571323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/827429793030571323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-i-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-979335670222836596</id><published>2009-12-18T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:28:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common tests are over.surprisingly, the papers wasn't really that hard. (because i actually studied for them hahahahahahaha) Now is time to touch up on my projects. My sketches actually improved. (: hahaha finally. My lecturer said my sketches and rendering was very goooood. He said i improved alot and ask me how i did it.hahaha .That comment actually motivated me a lot and i became more hard working for his module.hahaha i mean really coming from a lecturer like him who is even more stricter than my previous lecturer in first semester is really something for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ill for 2 weeks. That sucked.ALOT. now i feel so "behind". I don't know.i guess i missed out on a couple of things.oh well. holidays are here. hehehe. The funny thing is, because i was ill, i had to spend more time at home. This actually opened up my eyes to the things that i have been missing out at home. Alright so far, i gotten to know,me and my elder brother used to sleep walk,i talk sometimes in my sleep and my mom is crazy over the twilight series.hahahaha me and hafiz had to accompany her to watch new moon the other day and she ordered all 4 books at popular on the same day.hahahaha interesting.hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-979335670222836596?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/979335670222836596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=979335670222836596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/979335670222836596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/979335670222836596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/12/common-tests-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6084884573512943743</id><published>2009-11-27T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:50:42.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sw6rzdl0I8I/AAAAAAAAADM/jO_umEJdpDg/s1600/P251109_15.38%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sw6rzdl0I8I/AAAAAAAAADM/jO_umEJdpDg/s320/P251109_15.38%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408449103123456962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone took this using my phone and said i had double chin.HAHAHAHAHAHA.Yea.i know its been a long time since i last posted.Im updated NOW.Actually, nothing much to say.just wanted to share this interesting photo.HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COFFEE TODAY WAS BETTER THAN THE COFFEE AT COFFEBUCKS.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;AND THE PRESENTATION WAS AWESOME.( HAD TO SIT IN FOR THE PRESENTATION TO GET THE COFFEE.) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK! NO MORE CD AHHH.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes life cock up.i understand. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.enough FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests around the corner. projects are getting tougher and tougher. The one im doing now is worth 40%.im dead if screw this up.That's just poly life i guess.(WHAT GUESS GUESS.2ND SEM ALREADY.PALABUTO AHHHH.)hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH.I JUST REMEMBER SOMETHING FUNNY. BILLY BURGERS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6084884573512943743?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6084884573512943743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6084884573512943743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6084884573512943743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6084884573512943743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone-took-this-using-my-phone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sw6rzdl0I8I/AAAAAAAAADM/jO_umEJdpDg/s72-c/P251109_15.38%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8473615946473330811</id><published>2009-10-23T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:47:17.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; OVER YOU.YEAA.I TOLD SOMEONE SOMETHING AND IT GOT ME THINKING AND I REFLECTED.YEA IT WAS KINDA STUPID FOR ME TO BE THE ONE THINKING OF WAYS TO GET YOUR ASS SAVED.I HAVE TOLD YOU WHAT YOU SHOULD DO.NOW ITS UP TO YOU.SO YOU CHOOSE YOUR PATH.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WHOAAA&lt;/span&gt;. ALRIGHT ALRIGHT.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; OKAY NOW.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YEAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PLENTY OF OTHER FISHES IN THE CURRY. - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAIKAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8473615946473330811?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8473615946473330811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8473615946473330811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8473615946473330811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8473615946473330811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7580848551889636411</id><published>2009-10-18T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:13:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrULozjHqkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrULozjHqkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i should care.Yet apart of me feels sorry for you.But it makes me mad thinking of what you did. I don't know. you told me "your boyfriend knows" and yet you're still asking me for an opinion.so what if I'm older.Shouldn't he be the one thinking of ways to solve this problem? HE created it.URGH. FUCKING HELP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7580848551889636411?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7580848551889636411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7580848551889636411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7580848551889636411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7580848551889636411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-if-i-should-care.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7674136226942829543</id><published>2009-09-23T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:39:05.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i have sound-proof room so that i can practice my instrument at night. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7674136226942829543?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7674136226942829543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7674136226942829543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7674136226942829543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7674136226942829543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish-i-have-sound-proof-room-so-that.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6239320195727034975</id><published>2009-08-28T03:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:32:30.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SpbaVUdLnnI/AAAAAAAAADE/f_T-e1-Xowg/s1600-h/P270809_19.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SpbaVUdLnnI/AAAAAAAAADE/f_T-e1-Xowg/s320/P270809_19.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374723265116479090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Liyana yesterday for a few hours. Gossiped, bitched, share stories and chat about the past and present at some void deck.HAHAHA.initially it was somewhere else but it rained so all the good spots was wet.  Yea, much have changed over the years. I'm just glad we got to meet after so long. yayaa and BOTH of us got fatter.( fair right? (: hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late yesterday.4pm.sheeeeeeeeeeeeesh.slept late also in the morning that's why.All my plans for yesterday was ruin.damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.I WANT TO DO SOMETHING TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh,Changed my blog song the other day.tell what you guys think. (: i like it.My new favourite song.hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6239320195727034975?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6239320195727034975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6239320195727034975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6239320195727034975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6239320195727034975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/08/met-liyana-yesterday-for-few-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SpbaVUdLnnI/AAAAAAAAADE/f_T-e1-Xowg/s72-c/P270809_19.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5186553965448011848</id><published>2009-08-20T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:06:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eg1 exam tomorrow and i still have problems with matrices.good luck to me man.I want to pass the paper at least.i think i can do it.NONO. I CAN DO IT.THINKING IS FOR LOSERS.HAHAHAHAHA.Fasting month in 2 days. There are good and bad things during the fasting month. The good thing is i get lose weight i guess.hahaa and the bad thing is that there are ALOT of things that i can't do.damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays + unable to do much stuff = FUN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.exams not even over and i'm already thinking of holidays.hahaha.whatever it is.i'm gonna enjoy my holidays. yeaaaa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YAYAYA.I KNOW ITS A SHORT POST.SHEESH.I'LL ADD ON LATER.I THINK.HAHAHAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5186553965448011848?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5186553965448011848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5186553965448011848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5186553965448011848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5186553965448011848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/08/eg1-exam-tomorrow-and-i-still-have.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2110734498366517500</id><published>2009-08-10T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:09:39.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2110734498366517500?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2110734498366517500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2110734498366517500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2110734498366517500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2110734498366517500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7152977484653064278</id><published>2009-07-25T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:34:34.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY.laptop is working again. :)&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lenovo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hot line&lt;/span&gt;,who made me do it myself yet AGAIN by giving me instructions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the phone.format laptop, my brother also can do. -,- my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soft wares&lt;/span&gt; and some other stuffs are gone.damn it la.even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FireFox&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loyal readers who came here just to see this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;-updated blog for a long time.SORRY ah.busy busy.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just say what i remember since my laptop acted up.okay,watched Harry potter with a bunch of people.Had treasure hunt before that.(they made walk all around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;West mall&lt;/span&gt; to find them.i guess everyone was a victim except for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RAMLI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BURGER! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!) watched a few minutes of Harry potter and the half blood prince the silent version.BEST OI.made our own sound effects.hahahahha.in the end rewind.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell sick on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;.got high fever with the 38.9 degrees.(i honestly thought i had swine flu.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) still,went to orchard with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,randy and wenhui.hahaha.stress with school work just HAD to go out.finally no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sculptures&lt;/span&gt; to sand.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;,was late for school because of the damn train.kept stopping in between stations.and when it was moving,it  moved like a monorail.very very slowly. -,- plus it was raining heavily.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bust top&lt;/span&gt; was packed with people.Wanted to take share a cab with my other classmates.ended up going to lesson at 10 when lesson was at 9.hahaha.we went to a coffee shop to have breakfast instead.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,have a lot of sketches to finish up by next week.i need ideas.damn it la.because of that drag 1 more week.IS final presentation next week, Korean final exam 2 more weeks and VIVA next week.ARGH.cant wait for the long break.damn it.Exams are are coming soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh. i LOVE MY FINAL CAR SKETCH. :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7152977484653064278?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7152977484653064278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7152977484653064278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7152977484653064278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7152977484653064278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4892166532528534820</id><published>2009-07-12T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:23:52.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_8SO7EkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kl6b-YokPxs/s1600-h/DSCN2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_8SO7EkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kl6b-YokPxs/s320/DSCN2972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357594642885579330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_8J6XkVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hlIX_T1aJv8/s1600-h/DSCN2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_8J6XkVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hlIX_T1aJv8/s320/DSCN2950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357594640651882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_7iNrSbI/AAAAAAAAACs/dN9RgMB0CO0/s1600-h/DSCN2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_7iNrSbI/AAAAAAAAACs/dN9RgMB0CO0/s320/DSCN2932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357594629995448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.today,in the morning was weird.really.set my phone's alarm to 8am.woke up early and fell back asleep.was supposed to play soccer in the morning.damn it man.too tired.i fell asleep and i dreamt that someone was shouting at me to wake me up.in the dream someone( zameer i think) was scolding me for being late for soccer. -,- shocked me and i woke up and it was 9 am already. lol.i THOUGHT i smsed zameer to tell him i was coming now.and i found out it was another dream. -,- DAMN IT.SHIT LAAA.in the end wake up at 12 then went to IMM to collect cake and stuff.then off to grandmother's home to celebrate.small celebration la but it was okay la.Cake,laksa,fried chickens and ice cream floats.LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4892166532528534820?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4892166532528534820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4892166532528534820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4892166532528534820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4892166532528534820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/Sln_8SO7EkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kl6b-YokPxs/s72-c/DSCN2972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5969744171480980904</id><published>2009-07-09T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:36:56.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SlWpn0XXt8I/AAAAAAAAACk/0AH7u6OTgXQ/s1600-h/P080709_22.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SlWpn0XXt8I/AAAAAAAAACk/0AH7u6OTgXQ/s320/P080709_22.24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356373833363732418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ZAMEER&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAIKAL&lt;/span&gt; AND WEN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JIE&lt;/span&gt; FOR YESTERDAY! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;.SHOCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHAHAHAAAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! But why 2 candles? 20 -2= 18? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Prata&lt;/span&gt; cake! .great idea.i knew something was up.when you guys kept calling.-,- just dint imagine it was going to be something like this.hahahaa.thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.blow candles in boxer and polo T  at doorstep oi.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wanted to blog about this yesterday but blogger was acting all crazy yesterday. -,- so gave up and did my IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;presentation&lt;/span&gt; which was not held today.-,- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shittt&lt;/span&gt;.wear so formal already.only i wear formal in my group all wear polo T.-,- "wear shirt that got collar,long pants and shoe eh." -,- imagine how hot i was feeling for the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.feel like taking a nap now.argh.maybe i'll blog more LATER.as in today.later today. understand? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5969744171480980904?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5969744171480980904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5969744171480980904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5969744171480980904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5969744171480980904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-you-zameer-haikal-and-wen-jie-for.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SlWpn0XXt8I/AAAAAAAAACk/0AH7u6OTgXQ/s72-c/P080709_22.24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7677716803893272308</id><published>2009-07-05T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:03:44.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sister broke up with her boyfriend yesterday.She's acting all emotional and shit now.i don't blame her.it was a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; i guess.no wonder she wanted me to go back with her yesterday.cried in the train while talking on the phone.argghh.what ever it is,i don't think i want to get involved.So complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt; today with family and mom's friend from india.SERIOUSLY.The movie was okay i guess.cool fighting scenes.Great soundtracks.And i think the guys in the cinema was drooling over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt; fox.LOL.Something happened though before the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; what happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; guy with his girlfriend: &lt;/span&gt;are you sure you at correct sit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My brother: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;.I have two more people still not here yet. I think you have the wrong sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; guy with his girlfriend: &lt;/span&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.correct what.you take out your ticket.show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My brother: &lt;/span&gt;(shows ticket) i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; are at the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; guy with his girlfriend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PAISEH&lt;/span&gt; ALREADY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his girlfriend: &lt;/span&gt;sorry sorry.sorry ahh.sorry.sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK.annoying.talk so loud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;some more&lt;/span&gt; in the cinema in the end wrong.In the end his girlfriend have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;apologise&lt;/span&gt; for him.dumb shit.at least if he talked in a nicer way i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; even blog about this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw one of my classmates at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bus stop&lt;/span&gt; later.Hafiz walked pass him and he kept looking at him. From the expression on his face i think he taught i was some arrogant shit and that i dint want to say hi to him.LOL.I went over to him and said hi and told him that was my brother. -,- see la.i say i got twin don't believe.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO ALL FUTURE VICTIMS, YES.I HAVE A TWIN BROTHER.SO.IF YOU SEE ME AND I DON'T SAY HI OR I JUST WALK PASS YOU WITHOUT EVEN NOTICING YOU.IT MIGHT NOT BE ME OKAY? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;.THIS IS TOO FUNNY.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE DAYS OI.(12 AM. ALREADY.) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7677716803893272308?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7677716803893272308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7677716803893272308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7677716803893272308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7677716803893272308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sister-broke-up-with-her-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6636374940445236789</id><published>2009-07-04T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:01:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shittttttttt&lt;/span&gt;.now i have nothing.DAMN IT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SWINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a hair cut a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the salon&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: (shows picture.) cut like this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;.not so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barber&lt;/span&gt;: Yaya.okok.so layered la.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;okok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do wrong. -,- talk like understand.see la,now i look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;.DAMN IT.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;, if you reading, no offence ah.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.went to school just to hand in an assignment i forgotten to hand in on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;.so much fun. -,- luckily managed to finish up some of my online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for _____.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;argghh&lt;/span&gt;. I owe my lecturers a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt;..have to finish them up soon.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wednesday's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; lesson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; boring at all.A lot of laughter.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;,watching THAT concert with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;loopaloozas&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.i think.dunno who else is going.And watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;woohoooo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" &gt;michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was awesome!! of course﻿ he did some things that he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" &gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; proud of but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" &gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; we all? but he was very talented and we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" &gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mourn the death but rather celebrate the life :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" &gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; FOREVER!!!!!" -          &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/arevideos" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;arevideos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this comment on one of Micheal Jackson's videos.he's right.damn you people who are still hating him for his mistakes.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;TSK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6636374940445236789?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6636374940445236789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6636374940445236789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6636374940445236789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6636374940445236789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/07/shittttttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4281645967100722546</id><published>2009-06-25T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:53:46.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was tiring.slept for less than 2 hours i think.couldn't sleep.damn it ah.head kept spinning.(not literally la.) The cow bell playing at school helped a bit because it was so annoying.hahaa.brought my sax to school to practice a song.nice song.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop listening to it.still listening to it now.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zameer&lt;/span&gt;, Jonathan and Randy for helping me with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ad lib&lt;/span&gt; parts.really.thanks a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.was half dead and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; concentrating on what i was doing just now.Thanks to you guys i now have something for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ad lib&lt;/span&gt; part.if i were to follow the piece not nice already the solo.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS AGAIN! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; perform for the NP band concert.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;naahh&lt;/span&gt;,not because i really wanted to.just that i love performing and also because the up coming events for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sparkswinds&lt;/span&gt; is for next year.at least i have something eh for this year? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt; lips tired but heck ah.i love the song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; the solo part! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt; alright gonna think of ways to improve the solo part tomorrow.ohh and also start on my assigments that is due next week. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4281645967100722546?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4281645967100722546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4281645967100722546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4281645967100722546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4281645967100722546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-796093343265207952</id><published>2009-06-20T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:01:44.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;.have not been out enjoying myself lately.Spent about about 3 days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yuhua&lt;/span&gt; to slack.then to the library.(don't ask why.) then to marina square and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; just now.walk around only.Wanted to go to plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;singapura&lt;/span&gt; to search for soft case but SOMEONE took a long time in mango."got SALE" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TSK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,holidays left with about a week.haven't touched my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; yet.argh.too lazy.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; start soon i guess.10 sketch book entries and 2 snow mobile sketches.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh,I don't get some people.If they ignore you even when they walk pass you.Not once,but a couple of times.It is okay to assume they are piss off with you?  I mean really.I don't even remember the last time i talked to you.January maybe? what's your problem? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sheeeeesh&lt;/span&gt;.you're so annoying.im not even close to you.i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then.updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS BLOG IS STILL ALIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For now.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-796093343265207952?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/796093343265207952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=796093343265207952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/796093343265207952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/796093343265207952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6948446443453358164</id><published>2009-06-05T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:40:39.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEELLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;very long never post.nothing much to say actually.so many things have happened.so yeah,okay, common tests starting next week.3 days back-to-back.confirm failing Korean.man.Korean is HARD.and with the lecturer talking to herself its hard to learn right? and the time slot so nice.the day of the lessons also perfect.lessons from 9am to 6pm.then followed by Korean lesson at 6pm-8pm.GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright at school now.yes,its 9.30 PM now.doing nothing but slacking.played cs with zameer just now.now,facebook&lt;i&gt;ing&lt;/i&gt; with some music playing.ohh,with msn messenger too.duh? hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT READ THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLUE SCREEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;(INSIDE JOKE EH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.NOTHING TO WRITE ACTUALLY JUST TO UPDATE.JUST TO TELL PEOPLE ITS STILL ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6948446443453358164?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6948446443453358164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6948446443453358164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6948446443453358164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6948446443453358164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/06/heeeeeeelllllloooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8265949723683819661</id><published>2009-05-10T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:41:37.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SgbVV1Y5J6I/AAAAAAAAACc/tFYndjmQb_4/s1600-h/100520091461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SgbP2GAwbGI/AAAAAAAAACE/B84wlhtLG7Q/s320/100520091457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334179336900602978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SgbP19UQPcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FdnujCJXX4M/s1600-h/100520091453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SgbP19UQPcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FdnujCJXX4M/s320/100520091453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334179334566460866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot have happened since the last post.I'll just summarise it.Not going into too much details.feeling lazy.OHHH,AND I HAD TO REWRITE THIS POST BECAUSE MY INTERNET WENT TO INDIA JUST NOW FOR VISITING BECAUSE OF VESAK DAY.SHEEESSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,firstly, my next door neighbour is moving out today.i have never talked to them before.not once.hahaa.my family has been living here for about 15 years and we're have been getting such great neighbours.but the one moving out now as I type this,i dunno,its just harder to talk to them.hahaha.even though the are Indians.-_- the family moving in soon is a Chinese family.hahaa.i'm just hoping that they have a girl in their family,not under age though.HAHAHAAA! kidding! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,bought new stuffs lately.Shoes,shirts,pants,watch,wallet and more.hahaa.dint asked for any of them but why refuse something free? that's the Singapore way right? HAHAHAAHAHAAA! the funny thing is.i don't wear watches but i got a new one.hahahaha.now i have to wear it.damn.bought a a lot of green stuffs too.socks,shirts and card holder.(for EZ link) wahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;the flower thing above was given to my mother by her friend.(i know i know.we (my brothers,sister and me) are working on her present.hahahaa) its suppose to give off an aroma that helps to decrease stress.have to put the scent on the petals.the scent smells like the axe oil -_- oh,i know the background of the photos are ugly.don't care about it.focus on the FLOWER.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, the giant bear things up there are actually sponge cakes that were baked by Hafiz.hahaha.cute eh? hahaha edible too.hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright UPDATED. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that letter still manages to motivate me when i felt like giving up.thanks best friend.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8265949723683819661?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8265949723683819661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8265949723683819661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8265949723683819661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8265949723683819661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/05/lot-have-happened-since-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SgbVV1Y5J6I/AAAAAAAAACc/tFYndjmQb_4/s72-c/100520091461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-3127029871267458072</id><published>2009-04-26T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:10:24.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First week of poly was okay la.it started like shit in the beginning but turned out quite fine in the end of the week.i actually miss them now.hahahahahahaa.we grew more united just in this week alone. i hope we grow even more closer soon.hahaa.i started becoming closer to you guys because you guys found out i was indian.-_- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NVM! I DONT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CARENYMORE!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaaa.if that is what it takes to love my new classmates why not let them tease me eh? hahahaa.actually,they are a lot of interesting people in my class.each one of you is unique in a way i guess.see you guys soon.let's pray hard that i go to the correct class tomorrow eh? hahahaha.later in year 2 PDI in 5 minutes again.hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing homework now for tomorrow's lesson.first time being this hard working.i have been depending too much on Hafiz in secondary school.and its hard to remember things now without him around.lol.must buck up already.Finally going separate schools.so yeah.I'll work hard this year.no.correction.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"EXTRA HARD"&lt;/span&gt; this year.hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-3127029871267458072?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8042000418372778469</id><published>2009-04-21T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:35:26.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school started on Monday.slept at 5 in the morning i think than wake up at 7.lol.just too excited i guess? in the morning reach school &lt;i&gt; paisey &lt;/i&gt; already.tsk.when wrong class.sit there like idiot until the lecturer went in and ask who i was.HAHAHAHAA.not my fault what,timetable change last minute.tsk.lucky the correct place i was suppose to go was just next door.i could see my lecturer's name on the screen from the other class before that and already realised i was in the wrong class.i was in year 2 PDI siol for about 5 minutes.HAHAHAHAHAHA! the next thing was meeting my classmates.i realised i was the only Malay guy there.wait not just guy,the only Malay PERSON in my class.the rest all Chinese.tsk.i felt like a fucking foreigner for a moment.I'm not being racist here.I'm just saying this because they talked in Chinese and laughed.how i understand right? i could catch some of the things the were saying la, of course but still.irritating what.lucky a guy came to talk to me and we started chatting and stuff.First of many i thought.so i just bared with it being the first day and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was better i guess.i started telling jokes so that i could "bond" with them.and yeah it worked.sheesh.i got to know some of their characters.weird but unique. hahahaha.i hope tomorrow gets even better la.like eating together as class or something.i tried just now but fail.EPIC FAIL.we walked together to the canteen.was searching for table together.they found a table and it was enough for just a few of them.so i thought they were still searching.when i looked again some of them eating already.one went to sit with his friends.HE WAS THE ONE WHO INVITED ME TO EAT WITH THEM.WTF RIGHT? so i walked away,called Zameer and met him,Randy and Jonathan at the alumni building and eat there.Great food and drink.hahaha luckily i left you fucks there to eat with them.sheeesh.tomorrow canteen 4.i hope this time it does happen.tsk.after that paisey again.after break go wrong class with my classmate.hahahaha.we were about 3 class away form the correct class.hahahaha.we walked pass the class before but i told him it was the wrong class.hahahaha.&lt;i&gt;sabo-ed"&lt;/i&gt; by me.hahaa.i dint know i was wrong either until he opened the door and there was a class inside having lesson.hahahaha.then made our "first project".had made cap/head gear out of just paper and had to present it in front of the class.hahaha.funny funny ideas.hahahaa.okaylah.tomorrow end at 8.30 pm i think.arghhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-857190831317479329</id><published>2009-04-13T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:17:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed at home the whole day today.used lappytop the whole day playing games and watching shows.ohh,and also tested my Web cam with msn messenger with mannisa.hahaa.played around with the cam and the mic.it was fun at that time because both of us was bored.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,fell down yesterday and hurt my leg.it hurt like hell yesterday.today wasn't that bad.the way I fall yesterday was funniest way a person could fall.really.&lt;i&gt; paisey &lt;/i&gt; you know.hahaa.wore shoes because it was raining because my slippers sucks if its in water.damn slippery.so I thought wearing shoes would help.sadly,no.was walking to KFC to meet fuad and zamay from yuhua.saw a puddle of water on the way.tried to avoid it but my right leg flew off the ground cause it was slippery.my leg was up like as if i was going to kick a ball or something.my 2 legs stretched and my left leg landed on a metal drain.and so i landed in a odd position.with my legs perpendicular to the ground.(you know in the position when a guy is proposing to a girl.usually in movies.hahaa) the worst part was I was drinking a bottle of blueberry tea at that time and the drink just flew to my face and body.sheesh.i looked around and stand up slowly after that to see if anyone was looking.hahahahaa.luckily no one saw.(I think.) i tried to walk properly until I reached a block and starting shouting softly.hahahaa.possible you know.only I can do.hahahaha.there was blood on my leg but I dint had water to wash it off.I only had a bit of blueberry tea left and i thought it would be stupid to wash my wounds with blueberry tea.hahaha.so went home to wash my leg and put plaster and also take fuad's specs.then off to KFC.then went to yuhua back for alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird eh.but never mind la, good experience.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep A BIT earlier today cause taking my instrument tomorrow.eh no TODAY.hahaha.and then maybe going EXPO with dad.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh.and I love full moons now.HAHAHAHAHAHAA.(inside joke.)hahahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-857190831317479329?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/857190831317479329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=857190831317479329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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band&lt;br /&gt;She says that I'm her all-time favorite&lt;br /&gt;When I make my move to her room it's the right time&lt;br /&gt;She's never hard to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl is pretty wild now&lt;br /&gt;The girl's a super freak&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl you read about&lt;br /&gt;In new-wave magazine&lt;br /&gt;That girl is pretty kinky&lt;br /&gt;The girl's a super freak&lt;br /&gt;I really love to taste her&lt;br /&gt;Every time we meet&lt;br /&gt;She's all right, she's all right&lt;br /&gt;That girl's all right with me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;She's a super freak, super freak&lt;br /&gt;She's super-freaky, yow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super freak, super freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a very special girl&lt;br /&gt;From her head down to her toenails&lt;br /&gt;Down to her feet, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And she'll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;In a limousine&lt;br /&gt;Going back in Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three's not a crowd to her, she says&lt;br /&gt;"Room 714, I'll be waiting"&lt;br /&gt;When I get there she's got incense, wine and candles&lt;br /&gt;It's such a freaky scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refrain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptations sing!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Super freak, super freak&lt;br /&gt;That girl's a super freak&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a very kinky girl&lt;br /&gt;The kind you don't take home to mother&lt;br /&gt;She will never let your spirits down&lt;br /&gt;Once you get her off the street, ow girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow, Danny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whahahahhaaa.cool shitt ehh? HAHAHAHAAAA! still like frustRation 5's version(yahhh.i know I spelled it wrongly at imeem.sheesh.HAHAAHHAA).frustration 5's version a lot of ad libs. hahahaa.can la.nice.hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2522763026221387777?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2522763026221387777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2522763026221387777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2522763026221387777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2522763026221387777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-freak-rick-james-shes-very-kinky.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2454270578482373906</id><published>2009-03-29T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:14:11.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so happy yesterday.Here's why.slept at 8 in the MORNING yesterday and woke up at 3 in the afternoon.was blur for awhile and then went to shower.hahaa.followed dad to my cousin's baby shower.eat and talk with uncles and cousins.Then chat with my uncle who had saxophones at home.He offered me an alto saxophone for FREE.WAHAHAHAHHAAA! (now you know why i was so happy.) He offered me a "Château" alto saxophone I think.not sure cause he said it was made in Taiwan and I remembered him saying it was "shato" or something. I did some research and found that brand.The closest i can find.hahaa.first time I do research so very whole-heartedly.HAHAHAHAHAA.I know its an old instrument BUT its FREE what.who would refuse such a great deal.hhahaha.just wanted to keep up my playing.confirm classic looking.hahaa.If I'm not wrong my uncle owns a lot of saxophones.altos and tenors I think.I tried an alto before.The brand was "KING".looked very classic with its metal mouth piece.cool shit.hahaa.He even have a Selmer Paris alto at home i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to his house to take it.tsk.if only it was nearby.its at the east side.arghh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2454270578482373906?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2454270578482373906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2454270578482373906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2454270578482373906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2454270578482373906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-so-happy-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1871365947304349426</id><published>2009-03-25T00:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:47:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH.</title><content type='html'>Finally changed the blogskin.After so many months of planning.hahaa.yes.that long.that is how lazy i have become.hahaa. anyway.yesterday was suppose to be a fun day for me.It started that way.But then something happened which scared me.man,really.I nearly cried.Let me just start from the very beginning alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hafiz met Zameer and Haikal at 9.30 am(it was suppose to be 9.00 am.hahahhaa) for swimming.Jurong east swimming pool was closed so we went to bukit batok swimming pool instead.swim till around 11am and then took a bus to clementi to meet Sharifah,Sheirin and Hidayah for cycling at east coast.(ohh,Hafiz was the one who told you guys we went to meet our cousin not me okay? hahaha)Took bus from clementi to east coast.DON'T KNOW LAH WHOSE IDEA TO TAKE BUS.WE TOOK ABOUT WHAT? ONE HOUR TO REACH THERE? HAHAHAHA.long bus ride never mind.reach there still was lost for awhile.hahahaa.once reach east coast received a call from mum.she told me about my grandmother being sick and it was serious.(Hafiz already told me earlier on but i dint know it was that serious.)That ruin the mood for me for the whole day but I tried not to show it.I was feeling scared the whole day.wanted to leave straight away but i know they have been planning for this outing for so long.we had our lunch once we reach.Sharifah's mother cooking was delicious.(boleh tahan lah.) hahaha.then went to rent bikes.rent for about 4hours.(cause we got 1 hr. free for every hour.) we cycle about 1hr  but then someone dint know how to ride bikes so taught her for a while.hahaa.we rented 1 of those 2 seat bikes for 2 people. but then cannot tahan change to normal bikes.keep falling.HAHAHAHAA.Then took photos after cycling for so long.After taking funny photos,return bikes,bought dinner and walked back to the bus stop.me and hafiz had to leave early because if we took a bus home we will reach home late.( because we needed to go to our grandmother's house.) so left the rest at the bus stop and took a taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU GUYS THERE.REALLY.I REALLY HAD TO LEAVE EARLY TO SEE MY SICK GRANDMOTHER.I'M SO SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rushed to my grandmother's house straight away after our stop.They was already alot of people there at the house.my cousins, uncles, aunties,nephew; well you get the picture. So went straight to her room to see her.She was resting on the bed,eyes closed and couldn't even move. She couldn't open her eyes the whole day.My sister told me everything when I reached there "In the morning, the phone rang but she couldn't pick it up because she couldn't move even though the phone was right beside her on the bed.The doctor came to her house because she couldn't move.She had to be carried if she wants to go to the toilet.She vomited blood." That really scared me.I sat there,looked at her in that horrible condition and remembered all the things she has ever done for me since i was little.She taught me and my siblings how to play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;congkak&lt;/span&gt; when we were little.i used to play with her all the time when i visited her.But when she grew even older and had to use a wheelchair to move around,it stopped.(she only uses the wheelchair when she's outside of the house.)she used to say " even in my age,i can walk, do things not like those people in TV." she said this every time those advertisements about charity would appear.She prefers to walk actually.This kind of things suddenly appeared in my mind when i saw her on the bed.I nearly cried.really.i hold back my tears because i dint want to attract attention.i regretted some stuff i did when i watched her in that condition.I thought i was over-reacting.But then i heard my aunties saying things like hidung dah jatuh? wth. I think it meant like maybe its time for her leave this world or something.Which scared me AGAIN.tsk.She started to talk later on.We joked around with her and she laughed which was a good sign.hahaa.was so relieve. kissed her cheeks and hugged her before leaving.Came to see again today.she's still in bed but her condition is slightly better today.Looking at her smile again today really made me happy.I hope she gets even better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1871365947304349426?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1871365947304349426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1871365947304349426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1871365947304349426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1871365947304349426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/03/argh.html' title='ARGH.'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8859770839095010291</id><published>2009-03-23T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:42:09.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.i'm sorry for not updating this thing.been lazy lately.i know i have readers.I KNOW.so, sorry if every time you guys visit you still see my damn wrist from the previous post.hahaa.alot of things have happen lately.so i'll just say them,not in detail of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the sallys perform at the esplanade last wednesday with a haikal, zameer and wenhui.ohh, then we met randy and a bunch of people there.ohh and there was a korean band also.great shit.hahaha.took photos at the esplanade.cool pictures.just go see them at facebook.lazy to upload them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the gym and the swimming pool the following days to exercise.hahaa.yeah,seriously.hahaa.also went to vivo just to chill.its annoying to see the groups of ah bengs at vivo.man,really and some &lt;i&gt; black &lt;/i&gt; wannabes with the scaves they wear around their necks with the caps on the heads.it is that sunny at night? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday when to the mini concert.woke up late.reach school late.stupid.thought the concert started around 2.i was already awake at 12 noon but thought it was still early.STUPID RIGHT?  managed to watch the second time they performed.not bad but still there is room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing on sunday.stayed home.use the laptop.killed zoombies and listened to music all day.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm suppose to meet the rest at 9 TODAY.but sadly still awake.HAHAHAHAHA.at least i'm making an effort to update okay? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8859770839095010291?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8859770839095010291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8859770839095010291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8859770839095010291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8859770839095010291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/03/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-3595890674259298440</id><published>2009-02-24T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:47:44.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SaLRtVe5JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7c1eQQR8oJo/s1600-h/240220091313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SaLRtVe5JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7c1eQQR8oJo/s320/240220091313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306033887786902530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprained my wrist a few days back.i don't how it happened. Quite some time already.It hurts sometimes when i move my fingers and sometimes there is a sound when i move my hand.weird.lol.I took out the thing(forgot the name of that thing,its in the picture.lol) i used to wrap my wrist every time i go out of the house.Dint want to attract attention and make people ask questions.So yeah had to endure a bit if it hurt when i was outside. Played soccer and helped the rest to clean up the steel drum room on Saturday.it dint hurt at first, suddenly then it started to when i was carrying the boxes and the drums.hahaa.anyway dint want to tell them because it will be stupid.and also i think some people would say stuff like "don't be a hero" and then ask me not to help which i think will be annoying.i mean i already offered to help and then not help like stupid.its okay ah.wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to my cousins' house at night to have a informal dinner.it was the first time i wore slippers to a dinner at the void deck.hahaha.i think its okay because i see people who dress even more informal than me.hahaa. Sunday was the grand wedding.The decorations looked expensive.There was about 3 chandeliers and the buffet was GREAT.hahaa.I think it cost around 14K.man, weddings are really expensive.hahaa.ohh and it was a double wedding.meaning 2 of my cousins was getting married on the same day, same place, same time and they are from the same family. so what i mean is that they are siblings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.hahaa.There were 4 chairs on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pelamin&lt;/span&gt;.cool. my mom asked me to do the same thing with hafiz.hahaa.cut cost,save money.wth.hahaha.And like in every other wedding we have been to as family, my father sang songs at the karaoke machine.hahaa.he got compliments.hahaa "masih boleh,masih boleh" hahaha.My uncle knew he was a singer before,that's why he said that.hahaa.i guess he sings at weddings to relive the old days.it must have been a really hard decision for him to give up singing and to start looking for a "real job" to support his family.i was searching the store room for something and i came across a bag with all his recordings in mini cassettes and his notebooks with all the lyrics of the songs his band played back then.It was all hand written.He was so dedicated and admire him for that.Now and then he listens to the cassettes in his room, sometimes singing along while listening to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-3595890674259298440?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3595890674259298440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=3595890674259298440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3595890674259298440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3595890674259298440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/02/sprained-my-wrist-few-days-back.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SaLRtVe5JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7c1eQQR8oJo/s72-c/240220091313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-3559131137772229943</id><published>2009-02-08T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:26:36.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed song today.Frustration 5- superfreak, my father's band in the 60's ? or 70's ? dunno lah.but not bad eh.i like the song even though it has abit of the those crackle sounds in the background and the song can't be heard that clearly.Recording equipments wasn't that good back then i guess.But still quite nice.My father is the vocalist. I heard him sing before at home but din't know  he sounded so good until i heard his recordings.woah.At first i thought it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black &lt;/span&gt;guy singing this.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next target.change blogskin.wahahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-3559131137772229943?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3559131137772229943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=3559131137772229943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3559131137772229943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/3559131137772229943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/02/changed-song-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1948942666417882061</id><published>2009-01-28T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:09:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SX-KRI7cb_I/AAAAAAAAABs/y_ZSp3dCnZI/s1600-h/sen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SX-KRI7cb_I/AAAAAAAAABs/y_ZSp3dCnZI/s320/sen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103713870213106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SX-KQvNpJMI/AAAAAAAAABk/6mXrAbLTZDI/s1600-h/se.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SX-KQvNpJMI/AAAAAAAAABk/6mXrAbLTZDI/s320/se.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103706967221442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa, vivo and hort park with Azri, Hafiz, Zameer and Haikal on monday.Had a great time.Alot of funny moments and alot of photos.More at facebook.lazy to post it here.All the funny idiotic stuff happened from morning till the time we went home.Firstly, me and hafiz met the rest like at 1.30 pm? when we planned to meet at 10.30 am.hahaha.alot of things happened thats why.hahaa.at vivo while waiting for the train.The queing line was damn long.Worst still when the door of the train open,everyone started pushing as if the train would dissapear.Especially the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; indians&lt;/span&gt;.I'm notbeing racist here.but really why the hell do you guys like to push when you guys are excited.relax ah.not as if sentosa is moving away.hahahaa.Oh, and when we reached sentosa, me and hafiz walked wrongly.suppose to meet them at Palawan beach.we went to siloso.hahahaa.tiring.we had to walk all the way back as if we were hiking.hahaa.When we reach palawan beach, they was still problems.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Someone&lt;/span&gt; told us to cross that bridge.had to cross that bridge to find them.hahaha.luckily i called.or else we would be searching for them at that island like idiots.Finally met them and the real fun started.hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a swim and then took photos.ALOT of photos.hahaa.we visited the flower festival thingy.hahaa.We were lost after that.because we followed someone's sense of direction.hahaa. we walked past sign boards. "have a nice day." and started laughing and singing Haikal's song.hahaha.Than came the $5 ice creams.HAHAHAHAA! Its was funny because the Azri repeated it like 12451735815 times.HAHAAA! We than took bus to Harbourfront and walked to vivo to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate then went to the top level of vivo to take photos.We walked past a group of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; that was talking and laughing and over heard their joke.And than we remembered the Muis joke i made earlier at sentosa and started laughing loudly.hahahaa.We laugh everytime a muslim women wearing a scalf walk past us.hahaa. oh, and we though zameer was trying to flirt with a group of Indonesians.( i think) He just stood there with his camera and waited.hahahaa.and than we saw that group of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; again.And laughed again.asked zameer to ask for their numbers.never move.stubborn.HAHAHAAHA! We went to hort park after that to walk and chill.We walked until the henderson waves and than went down the stairs to take a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,and later then someone took newspapers without paying.HAHAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing,if i have spelling errors try to understand ah.hahaa.i mean look at the time i'm blogging.HAHAAA.have not sleep yet since yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1948942666417882061?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1948942666417882061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1948942666417882061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1948942666417882061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1948942666417882061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-sentosa-vivo-and-hort-park-with.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SX-KRI7cb_I/AAAAAAAAABs/y_ZSp3dCnZI/s72-c/sen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-223142787356938175</id><published>2009-01-19T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:36:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeaa.</title><content type='html'>i passed my o levels with 15 points.hahaa.dint expect to do so well though.but still HAPPY.hahaa.i guess studying last minute like one day before the exam paid off.hahaa.but i have to admit is was stupid and it gave me alot of headaches.drank alot of coffee to stay up and study.hahaa.anyway dissapointed that some of my subjects i did badly.i din't fail any subjects, just did badly.hahaa. oh well at least i can register for polytechnic.i'm happy enough with my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparks Vii concert held yesterday was fun.hahaa.cool.soloist played extremely well.i cocked up my solo abit in the beginning but hey,just a bunch of you noticed.hahaha.managed to continue the solo correctly.but still was happy that i could peform yesterday.after the concert i was super tired that i typed someone 's blog url wrongly and was frustrated. i though he deleted his blog.HAHAAA.so funny.Lucky i dint ask him though.i double checked and noticed it was wrong.HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to school to see the new sec1s band members and the section.nothing better to do.hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-223142787356938175?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/223142787356938175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=223142787356938175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/223142787356938175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/223142787356938175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/01/yeaa.html' title='yeaa.'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5485224569645637470</id><published>2009-01-11T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:58:28.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_atDh_UNpIxQ/SVH1iAa92VI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TS_TNnNWeXw/s1600-h/SparksWinds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283273802459765074" style="width: 400px; height: 267px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_atDh_UNpIxQ/SVH1iAa92VI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TS_TNnNWeXw/s400/SparksWinds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SparksWinds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;presents SPARKS 7.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Conducted by: Miss Chan Peck Suan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Venue: Singapore Conference Hall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time: 7.30pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Date: 18th January 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tickets: $12/$15 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Repertoires:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Half&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dance Celebration&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Torch Dance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Epicus No. 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Arirang and Akatonbo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Adventures Of Professor Alex (Singapore Premier)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Second Half&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;American Graffiti XVIII&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Concerto Grosso( Featuring Saxophone Ensemble)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eagles Medley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Japanese Graffiti XVII&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beauty and The Beast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Copied from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;duapuluhtiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyone who is interested contact me for tickets. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;It will be an enjoyable concert seriously.I promise. Please do come and support us.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5485224569645637470?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5485224569645637470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5485224569645637470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5485224569645637470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5485224569645637470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/01/sparkswinds-presents-sparks-7.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_atDh_UNpIxQ/SVH1iAa92VI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TS_TNnNWeXw/s72-c/SparksWinds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4320479457795899510</id><published>2009-01-08T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:24:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have done much thinking.I don't know why i keep thinking about it.So,what the hell here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i don't have feelings for you anymore.I don't hate you. I just don't "like you like you" anymore.well another word for it is love? i guess. I'll treat you like a friend. I help you if you need me.Thats all. Alright? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.O level results on Monday the 12th of January. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID NOTHING TODAY.LOL.I'm trying to update my blog more often.I'm trying my best.Because most of the time i have nothing to write about. That's how boring my life is for now.It will be better after my results.XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4320479457795899510?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4320479457795899510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4320479457795899510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4320479457795899510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4320479457795899510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-done-much-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8151999913568008928</id><published>2009-01-06T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:57:38.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>finally 2009 is here.(i know its 6 january now,shut up.i know. :) ) hahaa.well,2008 has been one hell of a year for me.The people i have to see when i go to school.Those annoying people with their stupid expressions on their faces.As if i give a shit.finally i don't have to look at you people.I'm not saying i hate school.Just that you idiots made my last year in Yuhua a living hell.THANK YOU. asses.I miss going to school.i miss waking up late in the morning,rushing to school and being late.Eventhough my house is like a 3 minutes walk to school? lol.i do nothing at home nowdays.i go to school for band practices to help them and stuff.I'm just hoping i don't see &lt;b&gt; that &lt;/b&gt; person.thinking of that person just give me the chills.lol.Not because i'm scared.just, digusted.HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, O level results may be on friday or next  coming monday.I'M SCARED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8151999913568008928?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8151999913568008928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8151999913568008928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8151999913568008928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8151999913568008928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-758449678454020835</id><published>2008-12-20T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:32:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long never post.becoming lazier each day.Waiting for O level results.Searching for a job.erm,what else? ohh, graduated from band.And now,  feel like shit after some news i heard.having mood swings.which i hate the most.arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Stay happy Haikal! wooohoooo.trying to avoid the nonsence i see and hear.Just because thats the only solution for me to stay HAPPY! fuck.annoying.see, i told the mood swings suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mix signals i get is seriously making me mad.arghhhh.i dont know what to think.i just smile.Because it helps.i guess.i'm trying my best to forget you dont you worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, visited Korea weeks back and enjoyed the cold weather.hahaa.yea.i wore gloves,scarf and snow cap for the first time for the correct reasons.hahaa.cool eh? hahaah.met many interesting people.And made friends with the students there.visited many places and even wore the &lt;i&gt;Hanbok.&lt;/i&gt; Traditional Korean costume.cool shit.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, currently i feel bored at home everyday.lol.so, i'll go anyway with anyone if they ask me out.hahaa.maybe going bowling next week.hahaa.The sad thing is my $$$ is running out.shit.so i need to seriously find a job soon.hahaha.ohh, this week,i already went to pioneer mall, jurong point,IMM and vivo city.just  to waste my time.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD.FINALLY,updated.woohoo. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-758449678454020835?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/758449678454020835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=758449678454020835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/758449678454020835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/758449678454020835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-long-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-9065479145000207504</id><published>2008-08-27T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:25:08.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CZDUVMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IjLX5zIDdYU/s1600-h/22-08-08_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CZDUVMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IjLX5zIDdYU/s320/22-08-08_2149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221325948802242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Kyoko! We with our presents. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CXpAs5I/AAAAAAAAABE/mQRqHaSJF1c/s1600-h/22-08-08_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CXpAs5I/AAAAAAAAABE/mQRqHaSJF1c/s320/22-08-08_2150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221325570028434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Kyoko also! hahaa! with our presents! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CmUHTKI/AAAAAAAAABM/rE2WApz58Yc/s1600-h/22-08-08_2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CmUHTKI/AAAAAAAAABM/rE2WApz58Yc/s320/22-08-08_2155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221329508912290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Both of them checking in.They cried later.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxaDLeiyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jHjOhGeOsd8/s1600-h/DSCN1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxaDLeiyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jHjOhGeOsd8/s320/DSCN1750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218433859423010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                               Sister,brother and maid. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxacjASBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LbYkaUQ4bJE/s1600-h/DSCN1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxacjASBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LbYkaUQ4bJE/s320/DSCN1755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218440668989458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                               Too much time.hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxaw_ByOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ogUgpcDZILs/s1600-h/DSCN1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxaw_ByOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ogUgpcDZILs/s320/DSCN1762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218446155237602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                               "hey look, we're so high up in the sky!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxbV5NDDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bGq8917S4YM/s1600-h/DSCN1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxbV5NDDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bGq8917S4YM/s320/DSCN1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218456062921778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                  The highest point. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxb_LJ2tI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TUudTvPZzsI/s1600-h/DSCN1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVxb_LJ2tI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TUudTvPZzsI/s320/DSCN1782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218467144063698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                    Nice eh? my skills.hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVuFnZkVSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SqU-2xwUPRU/s1600-h/DSCN1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLVuFnZkVSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SqU-2xwUPRU/s320/DSCN1709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239214784270062882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                           Before take off! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been forever since i last blogged. Frankly, i love doing this but lately been busy. well, since the last time i updated i have been to the Singapore flyer, went out with my Japanese friends and many more other things.(i think.lol)  Maybe, just maybe i even scaled mount everest and went to compete in the Olympics.Hahahahah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright bare with me. I don't understand why the photos are not appearing the way i want it to be.lol. i put them in paragraphs but came out like this.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;. hahaa.Alright anyway. We went on the Singapore flyer on a Monday after the national day parade. Well, the maid wanted to visit this place and have been bugging my auntie. hahaa i guess because of that my brother, sister and me got invited also.How nice of her. i should ask her to ask for more things.I'll get invited too.hahaa Anyway all of us were so impatient and when got into the capsule( right?) we were so active walking around in the capsule and taking pictures. It was a 30 minutes ride and my auntie managed to get the whole family into a capsule.Thats why.hahaa.Then after that went to walk around esplanade and city link, all of us (my brother,sister and me) became tour guides as the maid wanted to go sight seeing.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i went out with Kyoko! i missed her so much. i still remember being her tour guide in January when their school visited my school. i even met her when my school visited her school 2 years ago.so the day arrived. I had school, only could meet them in the afternoon. So after school i rushed to vivo to meet them. we have been emailing each other for a long time now. She have told me about her visiting Singapore and i told her we would take pictures and go out together.hahaa so it happed as planned. After that i had to sent them back to the hotel which was the funny part. We stopped one bus stop later and had to walk.hahaa.i was like one of them searching for that damn hotel.hahaa we walked and finally found it. she already had my number which was shocking.hahaa,i dint know hers. so i asked for hers and we tried contacting each other. she could call me but i couldn't call her. it was so frustrating.we laughed several times because sometimes we couldn't understand each other.hahaa she even took out her phone and asked me to typed in what i meant and then she used the dictionary to convert it to Japanese. They were so cute. i asked them what time their tour will be begin. They told my friend 4 pm earlier. So i asked them if it was 4pm.they then opened their wallets to give me $4. hahaa cute eh? we laughed again for not understanding each other.hahaha. we finally understood each other later and she told me it was at 6pm. so i told them to call me after their tour so that i can see them off at the airport.(because the tour guide will be sending them straight to the airport after the tour because it was the last day they were staying in Singapore.) So, we took pictures at the hotel before i went off home to wait for their call. The hotel was dark.i don't know why i think it was an old hotel.We shifted from place to place to get the best lighting.finally they brought me into their room and we took photos there. The lighting was the best.hahaa.How cute of them. I met them later at the airport.we exchange gifts and took photos. It was so sad that i almost cried.one of them cried first. They said things like "Singapore is great." and "i want to come again."  We waved several times and smiled. There was this group of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; with their families standing just right next to me. They looked at me in a funny way when i waved and smiled to kyoko i don't understand why.well to hell with it.hahaa. After that, went back home alone by train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to be studying.LOL. Updated because my friends say things like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh,aku rase blog kau dah berkarat ah&lt;/span&gt;". LOL. Alright this was a good practice. Tomorrow English composition exam.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye then?&lt;br /&gt;hahaa update sooon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-9065479145000207504?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/9065479145000207504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=9065479145000207504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/9065479145000207504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/9065479145000207504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/08/kyoko-we-with-our-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUnUszENiKY/SLV0CZDUVMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IjLX5zIDdYU/s72-c/22-08-08_2149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6515715741044634527</id><published>2008-07-23T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:38:32.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because of the rising number of people are asking me to update, i am now. Finally. LOL.Look at the time, i have school tomorrow. hahaa.okay.lets begin shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels in about 2 more months. Unprepared. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGH! STUDY HAIKAL,WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt; ARGHHHHHHHH.I still find time to learn new songs on the piano though.hahaa.songs like winter sonata/sonata musim salju, tong hua and alot more.hahaa i can even play the flying petals now.(in case you dint know its the song on this blog before i changed it.) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;It's suppose to be a great feeling to know someone likes you right? I know,i was stupid in the past.knowing who but not knowing what to do.wth.end up hurting that girl.wtf.i still regretted for not doing anything.i was stupid then.dint even dared to tell that person i liked someone else.(that person i liked was her best friend how could i tell right? wouldn't it be wrong? later on,that girl's sister even told me she cried at home) .damn i felt like shit.we dint talk for some time after that (weeks? months? years maybe?) This happened erm,2  years ago.And if youre reading this now:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'M TRULY SORRY FOR EVERYTHING.REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i suppose to be happy that now someone else likes me? , i'm not interested. If you know what i'm talking about you would think twice too.Trust me.arghhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's stress management workshop tomorrow.weeee can't wait.-_-  2 hours?! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;It will be one fun workshop to attend.hahaa xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah before i forget.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU TO ALL WHO WISHED AND GAVE ME PRESENTS ON MY BIRTHDAY! MUCH APPRECIATED! =) SORRY THIS IS LATE =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6515715741044634527?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6515715741044634527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6515715741044634527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6515715741044634527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6515715741044634527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-of-rising-number-of-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7023173781539498960</id><published>2008-07-01T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:02:48.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF opening and the concert is finally over.Such great memories.haas, almost cocked up my solos. And yeah, RV played well too."sorry Sheryl cause i couldn't reply your sms,thank you for the mashmellos and sweets too "haas,prepaid currently dead.And Thank you very much to all who wished the section all the best too..Thanks.And again sorry i couldn't reply any sms cause of my prepaid.My phone is also kind of "gila",i receive smses,so much later then the time sent.wth.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, I'm currently listening to one summer's day by Joe hisaishi.You can watch it too and youtube, he plays the song on the piano.omg so feeling.Okay,anyway, listening to him got me thinking of the section and the people in band i will miss.I don't know why, tears are rolling.hahaa.maybe cause I'm having fever now.It wound not stop.I don't know.hahaa.wth is happening.hahaa.Anyway,first off, I just wanna say that i am very proud of my section to see that they have improved greatly,playing wise and attitude. Their attendance are so good.Okay 1 by 1 eh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brandon, your playing improved. I can hear you.You just need to listen and control more.Especially you high notes.Being the AL,work together with the section to improve faster.All the best!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Elvina, i can hear better now! hahaa,good.Don't be afraid to play louder,come on.Soprano player,be more confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Chee san, control more,your notes are in tune but not good enough.learn to rubato more for slow songs.come on you can do it.hahaa,and yeah,HAPPY BIRTHDAY!.hahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Xiu hui, your playing have improved tremendously.you can play loud.your tone is much more nicer compared to last time.and FYI,your solo during the concert was superb! hahaa, alot of great comments.And,being the ASL,please improve more,lead the section correctly.STAY ALIVE,come one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Last but not least,Alvin.Now,you can differentiate concert tone and marching tone.which is good.Now i don't hear sudden tounging from you during combines. Being the assistant section leader,please guide your juniors well.make sure they grow to be good players like all of you.And yeah, if you want the SL badge work hard for it eh?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will try to come back to help you guys when i have the time.SACRIFICE TO THE END! JIAYOU! JIAYOU! DON'T GIVE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 MORE DAYS.hehehe XD&lt;br /&gt;wish list?&lt;br /&gt;1.hand phone (receiving late smses =( argh!)&lt;br /&gt;2.new mp4(mine is dead. =( )&lt;br /&gt;3.new bag! no safety pins!(wahahaa!)&lt;br /&gt;4.I'll accept psp too. =) hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,i don't know.All so expensive.looks like i have to save to buy them.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,time for me to catch up on studies.Mt oral coming.argh. wednesday? i think.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;update more soon.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7023173781539498960?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7023173781539498960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7023173781539498960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7023173781539498960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7023173781539498960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/07/syf-opening-and-concert-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8770614174787593046</id><published>2008-05-30T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:09:57.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't know why.Just felt like blogging.Computer still no sound.arghh.i think even the computer want me to go study, not letting me watch the Korean shows i am dieing to watch.argh!damn! Without them i may just sleep all day.argh! My holidays! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Okay, basically my holidays are NOT holidays.practically every single day i need to go to school for something.Either band or studies.some even clashing,especially next week.god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of all of this, these days i kept thinking of love. Must be the Korean shows.hahaa, i don't blame them.hahaa. I don't know why. argh.shit. The one thing i don't have currently. I mean,during the past 4 years i spent in school, at least they was something going on each year. Now everything seems to be missing.Ironically its the last year i will be spending in school, shouldn't i be happy spending my last days in school? I think i follow the same routine everyday in school.How boring is that? I'm changing it.Must, change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class sometimes,i daydream recalling the story of  the first time my parents met.hahaa.Its a  funny story, luckily i brought up the topic while eating with my mother a few weeks back. I was kpo at that moment.hahaa.Wouldn't u be if youre mixed race? i was so curious. Let me just tell the story now okay? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past my father was a singer. He could play the trombone, piano and many more instruments i think.I think my musical genes came from him.hahaa, anyway, he was on tour i think.He stopped by Singapore for a few days and stayed at a hotel that my mother was working at that time.Because my grandmother on my mother's side is Chinese, my mother looked fair and was like a Chinese woman at that time.My father's father was an Indian Muslim who married a Malay woman.So at time my father was dark like an Indian man. So when they first met, they dint know they were both Malays.(hahaa, cute right? hahaa) My mom worked at the cosmetics area in the hotel. When my father first saw my mom,he asked the bell boy who was that cute Chinese girl working there.The bell boy told him she was Malay woman and he was shocked.hahaa,The bell boy than told my mom that my father was interested in her.My mom was also shocked because he thought my father was a black man.(African American, I'm not being racist by the way.Seriously.) At that time, my father kept an afro kind of hair style.It was cool then.hahaa. So the bell boy introduced them and both of them was shocked that they were both Malays.My father went for the tour in Japan and if I'm not wrong came back to Singapore later after some time to marry my mom after a few dates.what a cool story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make a movie out of this.hahaa.i dint know it would be a long post today.anyway,okay lah.update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.Crazy man still around.HELP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8770614174787593046?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8770614174787593046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8770614174787593046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8770614174787593046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8770614174787593046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8196655226868547864</id><published>2008-05-19T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:16:43.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly before anything,Thank you to all who have read and tagged. =) My computer is acting all crazy.hahaa, so sometimes i may not reply at my tags.I 'll try my best to reply there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its 4 in the morning now.Cant sleep.Thinking of things.i dont know why i doing this now anyway.hahaa.the computer was on anyway.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, my crazy uncle still havent move out yet.I dont understand why.Because of that my grandmother and the maid will be coming to my house everyday starting from tomorrow.My grandmother's house is like a road away.I just need to cross a road and walk abit to reach.So i think its okay to come everyday but still stupid.Because its their house but yet they have to leave and return at night just because my uncle is still staying there.Dumb right? I dont know,Their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from tomorrow i will have an intensive mother training in school for the up coming mother tounge O level paper.Its going to be a long day of Malay language.Arghh,i am going suffer! damn. why must my Malay language suck? argh.must be because of the Korean and Japanese dramas i love watching! hahaa oh well, i love them.so what right? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing. The concert at Esplanade is canceled. But the one at VCH is still around.SO tell me if anyone want to go okay? Circle-$15, Stall-$12 hees =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8196655226868547864?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8196655226868547864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8196655226868547864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8196655226868547864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8196655226868547864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/05/firstly-before-anythingthank-you-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-836525084288676831</id><published>2008-05-09T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:50:27.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS SO FUCKING INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so fucking pissed off with my uncle.Thats a reason don't worry.I won't hate him over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it started off with the 2 hours F&amp;amp;n  paper today.I kept scratching my head throughout the paper.My head was spinning.lol.i slept halfway when studying yesterday while listening to muttons on the radio.hahaa.As usual Hafiz kept writing without stopping.Argh wth. His memory is so powerful.After the paper, i went home.Switch on the laptop and was checking on stuff. Suddenly my phone rang and my mom called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers rush around puting on their clothes.Fuck they din't even tell me what was going on and kept asking me to get ready to go to my grandmother's house. I though it was something small so i just din't bothered.Then finally my brother told me my uncle who was living with my auntie and grandmother was acting all crazy and kept throwing stuff and my grandmother and the maid.I rushed with my sister to the house.My brothers went over earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle wasn't there when i reached. The maid was crying.I mean what the hell was happening right? My other uncle was coincidencely on the phone with my grandmother when my crazy uncle was screaming and throwing things. He alerted  my mother who alerted my siblings and my auntie who was working. Everyone rushed to the house.My mom and auntie had to take an emergency leave for this stupid incident.My uncle suddenly return and started yelling again, now at a bigger crowd. My auntie cried and decided to throw him out of the house because he kept giving problems.Even the maid wanted to quit to return to Indonesia.ALL JUST BECAUSE OF THE STUPID THINGS HE DID.Now no one is available to aid to my grandmother.He kept screaming and saying things that din't even justify why he throw a metal cup at the maid.When my auntie threw him out he shouted" DON'T BOTHER I WILL LEAVE TODAY." and then he pointed to me and shouted"you stay and help me to carry my things out later" I was like. WHAT THE FUCK?! i came for this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went out and kept shouting some more bullshit about his life which seriously have nothing related at all to why he threw the damn cup at the first place."After my friday prayers i will be back" I mean wth right? He told me to wait for him.I looked at my brothers and we stared at each other because we will the ones that will carry his stuff out.Imagine this, he have a bicycle, a cudboard, a fridge, and many other stuff.All the neighbours on the same floor came out to see what was happening.My auntie at this stage was still crying  in her room while my grandmother and another auntie of mine was consoling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited, and waited, AND WAITED.Until several more of my auntie came to visit my grandmother.Normally friday prayers would end around 2pm. Several things happen while waiting.My grandmother said "i would run away if you keep fighting" which she have done before.amazingly.and shes 90 years old this year.Amazing right? Well she told my siblings that when she dies, my brother will carry her head, the twins will carry her legs my sister her body.I mean wth.She was upset that she felt like dieing.My siblings were shocked.I was about to cry.Just by typing this.Its sad really.She the only grandparent that i got to knew while growing up.My other grand parents passed away when i was still young.You see this makes her really speacial.i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we waited and waited and he finally arrived at night around 9pm (WHICH WAS STUPID,DONT TELL ME HE PRAYED THE WHOLE DAMN DAY?) and already at the front door, he was saying more bullshit about his life.Kept swearing. no one knows who he was angry with.Maybe everyone.Who knows? He asked everyone to go away and he dint let anyone to help him pack.WHICH WAS ANOTHER STUPID THING TO DO.WHY BOTHER ASKING ME TO STAY WHEN YOURE ONLY GOING TO ASK ME TO WATCH YOU PACK? ASSHOLE.Who wouln't be angry? Then without caring my family left the house to go home.Everyone was tired. I saw the stacked boxes near the door.So i think most probably tomorrow me and my brothers will be the ones carrying these stuff out.i'm looking forward to more of his screams an swearing.weeeee.FUCK!!!!@#%@$!#%*&amp;amp;%^)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-836525084288676831?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/836525084288676831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=836525084288676831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/836525084288676831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/836525084288676831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-so-fucking-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-345184222237555984</id><published>2008-04-13T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:36:56.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;YUHUA CONCERT BAND'S ANNUAL CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 June 2008,5pm.Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stall-$12,Circle-$15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUHUA CONCERT BAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;28 July 2008,7.30pm.Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;Students-$16,Adults-$21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright then.Here are the concerts coming up for Yuhua concert band. Do tag me to know more about these concerts.Repertoires aren't decided yet.Soon i guess. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can also add me at my msn messenger or email me at haikal_7@hotmail.com to know more. =)&lt;/span&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/13718269-345184222237555984?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/345184222237555984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=345184222237555984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/345184222237555984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/345184222237555984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuhua-concert-bands-annual-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5752570886698275784</id><published>2008-03-17T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:47:52.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.very long never post. okay.Erm, 1 week march holiday just past.holiday also not holiday.dumb.Do CIP with class.erm,somemore got lessons, band.Holiday my ass!LOL.Yusuke came to visit Singapore too! hahaas see him on Thursday after a long time not seeing him.wow.graduated already.Now working.amazing.hahaa.Too bad could not see him off.had band. argh! i heard from Jonathan he cried.how sad.=( how i wish i was there to say bye. see you soon my friend.I'll try to write to you! haha. erm mock exams tomorrow.today started already papers damn hard lah.alamak.suffered headaches during paper.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then.update soon.(when i'm free xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5752570886698275784?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5752570886698275784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5752570886698275784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5752570886698275784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5752570886698275784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/03/argh_17.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2416955737523095139</id><published>2008-03-05T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:19:26.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.erm,update today because i know tomorrow i wont be using the computer again.its 5 MARCH 2008.(okay? Liyana?) HAHAA. got band tomorrow.after class as usual.thank god no test tomorrow.this week monday to wednesday test testt testt.wah.Soon botak la.erm,got CIP next week.go child care disturb children.hahaa.okay la.just updating to prove to my BEST FRIEND that my blog not DEAD yet.hees xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell good friend =)&lt;br /&gt;Update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2416955737523095139?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2416955737523095139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2416955737523095139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2416955737523095139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2416955737523095139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-4072024892772846869</id><published>2008-03-02T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:02:43.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.busy lah latety.test, homework and all the shit that has to do with school.Today just finish with f&amp;n experiment. Tomorrow still got test.ARGH.&lt;b&gt;O LEVEL IS GREAT&lt;/b&gt;."keep saying this to yourself Haikal.WEEEE." ..... wth. Dint play piano quite sometime already. I already composed some songs.hahaa.nice.but almost all sound like those sad songs.wth.1 sounded like 1 korean song.HAHA.wth is happening.XD oh well.and yeah sorry for updating so late.haaha.dont worry this blog not dead &lt;u&gt;yet.&lt;/u&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.More school tomorrow.WEEE.&lt;b&gt;I CANT WAIT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-4072024892772846869?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/4072024892772846869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=4072024892772846869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4072024892772846869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/4072024892772846869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/03/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6163757872771315388</id><published>2008-02-10T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:58:47.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..Just finished watching spring waltz today..Nice show.really! highly recommended! The story line is unique.And the piano songs are great! Hahas.I love the soundtracks. Erm..during the Chinese new year holidays wanted to go out.But where to? with who? LoL.Had to burn time at home playing piano.Learned new songs too.lol.played saxophone too.Bored. Maybe tomorrow going out.Finally. Valentines day coming huh? I need a valentine.=) hahaa. Anyone? lol.I know i'm finally updating.sorry! Erm. okay. here's some songs from spring waltz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J_Ursx2KhdQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J_Ursx2KhdQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7Doq0vMdj0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7Doq0vMdj0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6163757872771315388?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6163757872771315388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6163757872771315388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6163757872771315388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6163757872771315388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2191693654421549478</id><published>2008-01-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:52:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.today was fucking irritating lah. sorry ahs.The f word is going to come out alot today.i was late for the 3rd time today.My mom was called.most of my teachers found out and started lecturing me.assholes.at home another lecture.Fuck you.All of you la. irritating la.if it was 1 or 2 its okay lah.but wtf it NEVER stops.my mom even threaten me to take me out of band.wanting to talk to miss chan.i was only late for school what.its not as if i came at 10.i  dint miss any periods what.AND you let the person infront of me through the gate but not me? why? damn fucks.its only january and my 3 "life lines" its gone.2 more times i come late :1 week suspension from school? i dont know if im scared of excited.wth.i love school lah.the lectures they gave to me sounded as though i hated school.i still have detention on next Monday and Tuesday.argh.never mine.1 more year.come on haikal.basyahhh..fighting. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2191693654421549478?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2191693654421549478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2191693654421549478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2191693654421549478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2191693654421549478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-1782169368194220774</id><published>2008-01-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:40:55.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very long never update.Erm, New year.New class.New studies.New blogskin.Alright then.Erm, met Rv saxophone today.Discuss stuff about japanese visit.Then went home.L.,smsed.so rushed home.haha.Then called her L., and still talking since.Played piano for a while.Then now using com watching shows.L., get well soon.Remember put cold water not hot water on your head.haha.Put afew ice.Not 1 icecube.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-1782169368194220774?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/1782169368194220774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=1782169368194220774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1782169368194220774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/1782169368194220774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-long-never-update.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8397329504559058487</id><published>2007-12-17T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:29:04.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun! LoL.Went to watch JC  Band Fest at Esplanade with Suryati,Farah,Latiff,Khairi and YY(LOL. sorry ah dunno how to spell ur name.most of the people write this! hahaa. XD).The songs they played could put me to sleep.LoL.khairi was already sleeping.my head kept falling.LOL.Was fully awake only during the last band.Very nice.lol.After the concert,we went to Marina square to eat dinner at burger king.lol i get EXTRA fries.lol."sir your friends haven get fries right? 3 right?" "ermm..ahh"(Then nodded my head) LOL.Then get extra fries.hahaa..The mrt trip home was funny.Hahaa..suddenly smelled green tea.LOL XD. I was seriously searching for the person that was drinking in the train.LOL..nah it was my race surrounding me and the group.LOL. There was also a couple (both guys.) at the corner. talking,smiling, touching each other. HAHAA.. suryati and i was making subtitles for them in Malay.But had to make English ones too for YY.lol..wah so romantic lah they both.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..P.O.P is finally over.Got the post i was aiming for since sec 2 woohhoo! LOL. On the P.O.P day full of shitty moments ah.omg.especially during the rehearsal in the hall.But incredibly, during the actually performance the band sounded kinda good! lol.really! compared to the rehearsals.The piccolo solo was great, the saxophone soli and the trumpet solo was nice! hahaa.congrats to Alvin for getting promoted to lance copral and Chee san for getting the head of library.woohoo go saxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh! Results on Tuesday.Ahhhh..omg the night after band camp had a nightmare that i failed horribly.. arghh..I want go 5N... arghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY LIYANA! NC16 ALREADY! WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME THROUGH! MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP LAST FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;GONNA MISS YOU ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then.update soon! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8397329504559058487?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8397329504559058487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8397329504559058487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8397329504559058487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8397329504559058487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-was-fun-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-282093570796322569</id><published>2007-11-30T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:42:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back.honestly i was lazy to update.Even have thoughts of shutting the blog down.well, lets just see what happens huh?lol.Lately been dancing and singing alot.hahaa.maybe because i am too nervous and anxious  to get my results in December.I'm afraid. argh..i hate this feeling.anyways been busy this past few days with Cca.Oh, and yeah been watching Korean/Japanese dramas, movies and some animes.And some of my brother's DVDs.Well, when youre bored you find things to do huh?LOL.Tv  is boring sometimes you know? hahaa.Alright then.Updated!LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-282093570796322569?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/282093570796322569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=282093570796322569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/282093570796322569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/282093570796322569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-back.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7503798761879475473</id><published>2007-10-19T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:15:36.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah... so long never update.okay.erm, N levels finally over.woohoo..actually i'm school now,some bridging program for O levels.GOD.its boring i tell you.Can die.Pethetic number of students come.waste my damn time coming to school.Okay, SELAMAT HARI RAYA to all muslims.Woohhooo..Maaf,zahir dan batin.$$$$, haas.and erm, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GARY ONG.YOURE FINALLY 16.LOL YOU'RE LEGAL! HAHA XD.Just a few more minutes to recess.Ahhhh.I want go out raya ah.alah...Piano,woohoo.I finally have the pieces for secret.can play some songs.some just too hard.haaha.weee.!Alright then,till here then.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7503798761879475473?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7503798761879475473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7503798761879475473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7503798761879475473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7503798761879475473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/10/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-364995929463996850</id><published>2007-09-19T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:32:15.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the past 2 weeks my tears have been rolling down my face way too many times.It's not what you're thinking really. dint get much sleep.sick,tired.Quite funny during exams eyes  very shiny.lol.what the hell.More funny incidents during N levels. The teachers taking attendance looked at my Ic and then  kept checking the paper for mistakes. maybe they saw the race :Indian and thought are you sure?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, prelims over.N levels in October. I think i did well  during the prelims.only,F&amp;amp;n no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, erm piano..The black parade:MCR, Unfaithful:Rihanna, Hurt:Christina Aguilera, It ends tonight:The All American Rejects, Because of you: Ne yo. All not very good ahs.Beginer pianist xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right then, i'll update after N levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-364995929463996850?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/364995929463996850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=364995929463996850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/364995929463996850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/364995929463996850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/09/during-past-2-weeks-my-tears-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7864167963903129518</id><published>2007-08-29T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:27:21.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm , N levels next week. 3rd,4th,5th September. Argh. Studying hard. God. have problems concentrating.Stress?  The piano is doing a great job of calming me down though. Well. motivating myself i guess, but nothing seems to be working. how great is that? i got 4 days to prepare. i hope i don't die studying.lol.wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7864167963903129518?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7864167963903129518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7864167963903129518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7864167963903129518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7864167963903129518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/08/erm-n-levels-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2960439376148586790</id><published>2007-08-19T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:14:54.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh, its been so long since i last posted.Sorry la busy "Studying" xD. Nah, just dint know what to write.ohh, I'm learning to play the piano on my own , what the hell.i have tried, boston by augustana, when you're gone by Avril lavigne , first love by utada hikaru and what I've done by linkin park. Theres many more lah but all fail attempts. What the hell i can't coordinate my two hands. Well, i dint know how i fell in love with pianos.But theres a piano in my house and for years no ones been playing it. So what the hell, lets just give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 prelim exams have passed and more to come in September.(i think) N levels coming closer.I'm scared of it but i can't find the motivation to study harder.argh. well, must try. you too Liyana.Study harder.Bashyaahhh..Fighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already updated.I guess that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2960439376148586790?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2960439376148586790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2960439376148586790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2960439376148586790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2960439376148586790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/08/ohh-its-been-so-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5075558733975462934</id><published>2007-08-06T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T02:03:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just HAD to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ways to keep your EYES open during Ms KOH's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.Do last minute homeworks.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( dont get caught.lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Switch on Songs from, Mp4s/handphones .&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(She can't hear it, i don't why.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Throw paper balls or erasers at classmate! lol.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(don't worry youre doing them a favour too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When shes talking, walk around.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(haha, this always gets her angry!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Talk on the phone.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1 of my classmates did this.lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.SMS.&lt;br /&gt;7.Play handphone games.&lt;br /&gt;8.Talk and laugh when she's teaching.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(lol.she will get angry. she will even threaten to "throw" a beta form at you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if it helps.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5075558733975462934?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5075558733975462934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5075558733975462934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5075558733975462934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5075558733975462934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-had-to-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8249891132869974478</id><published>2007-08-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:48:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelims in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;study study.basyhaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just to update abit after so long..Alot of complaints.haha..Dont worry the blog is still alive.erm, next week performing for National day celebration. The "Thailand incident" is resolved i guess. During lessons (especially Mrs koh's lesson,LOL xD) paper ball fights between girls and guys. Maybe this is a way to keep us awake during her lesson.HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more soon.after National day?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8249891132869974478?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8249891132869974478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8249891132869974478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8249891132869974478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8249891132869974478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/08/prelims-in-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-6408226219682192306</id><published>2007-07-17T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:55:35.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past weeks just suck really bad.band fiesta was okay. oh , thank you secs 2s for the gift.haha cute. xD as i was saying past weeks have sucked really bad.someone from my class is "running" to Thailand just because she thinks everyone in the class treats her like a dog. i mean wth. I am also one of them somehow.what the hell did i do? oh,fuck go see if i care. i think your'e lying somehow.Flight at 9.30, but 9.10 still at home? wth. I thought your'e suppose to be there about an hour before? oh well , do whatever the fuck u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teachers threaten to call my parents.fuck.i even got compared in class with hafiz.I know his much more cleverer and more responsible then me so just stop it idiots.bunch of irritating people.who the hell can i share this things with.my family?some of them are just too irritating.At home also got comparing game.cheebye.all siding with him.assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i was so semangat, for the 'outing' to  the movies  with her. oh god, i even set an alarm on my phone to remind me in the morning.So, after school i waited and waited until about 4+ maybe in school.i even planned what to do.oh well, nothing happen.so i just took my bag and leave.Surprisingly she's not talking to me.I don't even know what happen.Was it something i say? or did? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;.if i caused it. I always hurt you without knowing i did. sorry.Every time blur cock don't know what the hell is happening. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day theres more irritating and stupid things awaiting me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just run away.flee to india. Join 1/3 of my kind.oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-6408226219682192306?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/6408226219682192306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=6408226219682192306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6408226219682192306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/6408226219682192306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-past-weeks-just-suck-really-bad_17.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-2797696798554012565</id><published>2007-07-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:50:28.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past weeks just suck really bad.band fiesta was okay. oh , thank you secs 2s for the gift.haha cute. xD as i was saying past weeks have sucked really bad.someone from my class is "running" to Thailand just because she thinks everyone in the class treats her like a dog. i mean wth. I am also one of them somehow.what the hell did i do? oh,fuck go see if i care. i think your'e lying somehow.Flight at 9.30, but 9.10 still at home? wth. I thought your'e suppose to be there about an hour before? oh well , do whatever the fuck u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teachers threaten to call my parents.fuck.i even got compared in class with hafiz.I know his much more cleverer and more responsible then me so just stop it idiots.bunch of irritating people.who the hell can i share this things with.my family?some of them are just too irritating.At home also got comparing game.cheebye.all siding with him.assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i was so semangat, for the 'outing' to  the movies  with her. oh god, i even set an alarm on my phone to remind me in the morning.So, after school i waited and waited until about 4+ maybe in school.i even planned what to do.oh well, nothing happen.so i just took my bag and leave.Surprisingly she's not talking to me.I don't even know what happen.Was it something i say? or did? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day theres more irritating and stupid things adding up.&lt;br /&gt;i should just run away.flee to india. Join 1/3 of my kind.oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-2797696798554012565?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2797696798554012565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=2797696798554012565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2797696798554012565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/2797696798554012565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-past-weeks-just-suck-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-7796798408746764351</id><published>2007-07-09T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:21:12.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert and birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/hike/DSCN0629.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day i had yesterday.Having a concert too wasn't too bad.Got to spend my birthday with some love ones.hahas, at least its better than nothing right? I want thank Liyana for the  green  towel with the decorations and the letter =),puzzle from chee san =),mickey mouse soft toy and the letter from SAXOPHONE SECTION =p, green watch from sis =),chocolate from ratu =)(get well soon)and another mickey mouse from Hafiz =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was perfect.I don't need any formal celebration or anything.Yesterday was great. Looking at those smiling faces and excited faces was fun.Took photos with Liyana,the section and more! Haas. THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE PRESENTS,By far this is the first time i ever received so many presents. =)And of course received some cash from relatives.weeee...And the walk home with Liyana was a great end for the day..so funny.hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday band fiesta already, then stepping down already.Soon , will be focusing more on studies.Oral on Wednesday.hais. gogogo.xD fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-7796798408746764351?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7796798408746764351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=7796798408746764351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7796798408746764351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/7796798408746764351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/07/concert-and-birthday.html' title='Concert and birthday!'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-5642953332641695449</id><published>2007-07-03T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:18:22.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays !</title><content type='html'>July babies! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some important dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st July- Chee san (15)&lt;br /&gt;4th July- Sarimi (17),someone(not sure the name)&lt;br /&gt;5th July- Yue ting (15) , Danial (14)&lt;br /&gt;6-7th July- Yueting's friends( LOL xD)&lt;br /&gt;7th July- Wear GREEN. LOL&lt;br /&gt;8th July- ME!/Hafiz (16)/ concert!&lt;br /&gt;11th July- Hayati (15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not sure if there's more.hahas.These are some that i am remembering now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well was kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-5642953332641695449?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5642953332641695449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=5642953332641695449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5642953332641695449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/5642953332641695449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays !'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8386519400831628514</id><published>2007-06-25T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:52:09.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm trying my best.i'm not giving up..go haikal.come on.wo ke yi! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8386519400831628514?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8386519400831628514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8386519400831628514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8386519400831628514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8386519400831628514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-trying-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-710498384063490969</id><published>2007-06-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:03:33.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying.</title><content type='html'>Today started out fine then it became irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly wake up at 10,switch on the laptop and tv.After chores and eating, bathed and got ready to go to the airport to pick my mom.In the train saw different types of people.GOD, they are making me laugh inside.After changing trains at 1 station to take another train to the airport,walk around airport.Tourist are nice people.LOL.Took sky train and met mom.This is the part that gets irritating and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly my mom's handphone lost in plane.The locks on her bags broke.Don't know which fuckers don't know how to handle bags with care.It was so irritating lah.Piece by piece broke.fuck lah injured myself pulling that bag.The 'thing' used to pull the bag broke.so stupid.The train back to lakeside was boring.When we finally reached lakeside.we were thirsty so i asked my mom if she wanted any drinks from 'Mr Bean'.We bought drinks and drank there.AND YOU KNOW WHAT.The FUCKING indian woman working at the mrt station in the office kept pressing on the 'button'.And there was ALOT of 'Attention no eating or drinking in the ..........' It kept repeating.So i was curious i looked to the office.The indian was giving hand gestures pointing asking us to leave.WHAT THE FUCK.I thought we cant eat or drink beyond the beriars? The point after taping our cards.Don't you think it is stupid? If we can't eat or drink before passing the berriars then why are there shops? 'Mr bean'?? and the other shop.(forget the name) Stupid la. think of it la.And i even saw another guy on the other end drinking also,and she decides to pick on us? fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?@#%#%!#%!^%#&amp;&amp;**&amp;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-710498384063490969?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/710498384063490969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=710498384063490969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/710498384063490969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/710498384063490969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/06/annoying.html' title='Annoying.'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718269.post-8080258708737819785</id><published>2007-06-17T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:52:44.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey (just bored i guess)</title><content type='html'>Favourite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;-december&lt;br /&gt;Favourite season?&lt;br /&gt;-winter!&lt;br /&gt;cried over a gal/boy?&lt;br /&gt;-nope.&lt;br /&gt;last movie you watch?&lt;br /&gt;-cant remember, spiderman 3 maybe?&lt;br /&gt;what book are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;-none.&lt;br /&gt;piercing?&lt;br /&gt;-none.&lt;br /&gt;favourite movie?&lt;br /&gt;-not sure.&lt;br /&gt;favourite college football team?&lt;br /&gt;-lol, wth is this?&lt;br /&gt;what were you doing b4 filling this out?&lt;br /&gt;-msn with chee san,kaijun,Eileen,Fong may,Chen hui&lt;br /&gt;Any pet? &lt;br /&gt;-nope&lt;br /&gt;dogs or cat?&lt;br /&gt;-NONE&lt;br /&gt;favourite flower?&lt;br /&gt;- red/Green rose&lt;br /&gt;have you ever love sum1?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah&lt;br /&gt;who do you like to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;-her.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever fired a gun?&lt;br /&gt;-erm,toy gun ah.xD&lt;br /&gt;do you like to travel in plane?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah&lt;br /&gt;right-handed or left handed?&lt;br /&gt;-right-handed&lt;br /&gt;if you could go to any place right now where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;- korea! Japan!&lt;br /&gt;are you missing sum1?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah&lt;br /&gt;do you have a tatoo?&lt;br /&gt;-nope&lt;br /&gt;do you watch cartoons on saturday morning?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope,cca.saturday afternoon,spongebob! hahas new episodes.xD&lt;br /&gt;Are you hiding something from someone?&lt;br /&gt;-maybe?&lt;br /&gt;are you 18?&lt;br /&gt;-nope&lt;br /&gt;wads the wallpaper of your pc?&lt;br /&gt;-Avril lavigne, the best damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;did you get enough sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;-GOD,no.&lt;br /&gt;first thing you thought about this morning&lt;br /&gt;-Shit! am i late again for band?!&lt;br /&gt;grilled or fried?&lt;br /&gt;-grilled&lt;br /&gt;wad makes you unique?&lt;br /&gt;-erm? i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;are you afraid of dark?&lt;br /&gt;-nope.&lt;br /&gt;favourite hangout?&lt;br /&gt;-movie theater? macdonalds?&lt;br /&gt;things you cant live without?&lt;br /&gt;-mp4 with her picture in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;-too many&lt;br /&gt;wad are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;-calling her? LOL&lt;br /&gt;are you a giver or a taker?&lt;br /&gt;-giver &lt;br /&gt;wad are your nickname?&lt;br /&gt;-haikalstein,kal? &lt;br /&gt;last person who call you?&lt;br /&gt;-Elvina&lt;br /&gt;wads your dad's middle name?&lt;br /&gt;-Sam? lol &lt;br /&gt;wads your mum's middle name?&lt;br /&gt;-Jam? lol &lt;br /&gt;stuck on a deserted island and could take 1 thing?&lt;br /&gt;-mp4&lt;br /&gt;who is your cell phone provider?&lt;br /&gt;-singtel&lt;br /&gt;first thing you will save in a fire?&lt;br /&gt;-The NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;whats your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;-GREEN!!&lt;br /&gt;what are the things you always take with you?&lt;br /&gt;-hp,mp4.&lt;br /&gt;what you wana be when you were a kid?&lt;br /&gt;-teacher? now having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;wad do you usually do when the clocks turn 11:11&lt;br /&gt;-SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!! xD&lt;br /&gt;the colour of your bedsheet?&lt;br /&gt;-blue&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about before you go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;-what shits will i face tomorrow? Happy happy day! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718269-8080258708737819785?l=haikalstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8080258708737819785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718269&amp;postID=8080258708737819785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8080258708737819785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718269/posts/default/8080258708737819785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haikalstein.blogspot.com/2007/06/survey-just-bored-i-guess.html' title='survey (just bored i guess)'/><author><name>The Romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17725789948793697036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
