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s e n d i r i'/><category term='h a n t a r a n'/><category term='s o - h o t'/><category term='h i m'/><category term='k a r a n g'/><category term='d e g i l'/><category term='h a r d'/><category term='f o l l y'/><category term='k a u t a n'/><category term='k e b a g u s a n'/><category term='p a k a t a n'/><title type='text'>bajusemalam</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-2011383211482775163</id><published>2012-01-29T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T02:27:06.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sekali lagi</title><content type='html'>most people who never saw me for a number of months or maybe years(to be precise) will give a very cliche expression. they tend to say, "rambut kau dah panjang" or "kau dah macam perempuan okay sebab rambut dah panjang" or "aku macam dah tak kenal kau lagi sebab rambut dah panjang" or "gila lah rambut dah panjang" or "kau dah tak pengkid lagi ain sebab rambut dah panjang takde dah rambut pendek macam dulu lagi". those expressions will make me smile. i have no answer for every 'rambut-panjang' statement. i just wonder does my face look frigging different as compared to before. ya, sekadar wonder. cuma statement macam pengkid memang mempamerkan betapa aku kelihatan cukup pengkid di mata manusia sekeliling pada satu masa dahulu. tak mengapa, saya memang jenis okay.
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i have a big problem with myself. i have a bunch of 'pending' stories. yes, they so called bunches. sampai satu tahap, aku kurang prihatin pada sesuatu yang bersifat 'pending'. aku terlalu meletakkan kewujudan perasaan biasa-biasa di dalam sesuatu situasi. i will only change my serious mode whenever it comes to the so-lack-of-time-for-pending-situation. we revise on thing that seems ridiculous to be looked since we suppose to serve a good shield from we ridiculously being looked. 
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jangan beri peluang pada penonton untuk melihat perincian cerita. biar pamerkan segala yang baik sebagai cerita utama. letak kedewasaan dalam minda sebelum menggerakkan hati betindak bodoh dan terus bercerita pada semua penonton di luar sana. emak cakap kata-kata saya cukup kurang ajar apabila kesabaran saya sudah capai tahap maksima. ia boleh diterima pakai apabila kisah takkan selama ini hanya perasaan tuan hamba sahaja harus dijaga. bagaimana sekalian manusia di sekeliling tuan hamba. saya rasa saya dah boleh mengarang cerita panglima melaka. tiba-tiba!
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cuba : periksa diri&lt;br&gt;
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untuk: bertindak&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-2011383211482775163?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2011383211482775163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2011383211482775163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2012/01/sekali-lagi.html' title='sekali lagi'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLI4QBrpZYY/TyQ6NFbcB3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/a_mPYiddj9A/s72-c/DSC_0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1049029233631938313</id><published>2012-01-16T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T01:12:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelemahan pada kekuatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="399" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mCkkSMnzIU/TxMIVkvAhmI/AAAAAAAAAm8/5CliZwODf4g/s400/ny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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saya rindukan gambajer. saya rasa kegemaran saya semakin lemah. saya harus kuatkan jiwa dan raga sepertimana ketika gambar ini bagai di NewYork. memang tiada kena-mengena! 
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simpati bukan perkara mainan. andai saya mula rasa simpati, bermakna saya dalam situasi yang serius. dalam keadaan di mana saya sedang memegang satu perasaan yang bersifat tidak ambil peduli apa sahaja berlaku di sekeliling kaki. saya bukan pembuat resepi kelainan tetapi mungkin saya tidak selalunya menggunakan resepi yang sama. saya suka pada perbezaan untuk semua deria rasa yang digunakan. fikiran saya bukan medan kebosanan. itu pasti!
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rata-rata penulisan ramai yang salahkan pada tempoh tahunan bagi tahun dua ribu sebelas. saya kurang pasti. tapi ini yang saya terlihat. saya tiada masa untuk baca simpanan peribadi manusia lain kerana rutin saya dalam saiz yang besar. diringkaskan, saya tiada masa nak baca blog orang lain. kalau saya terlihat, maka ia memang insiden 'ter'. tidak disengajakan. tidak terniat untuk melihat. sekadarbagitahu!
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rancangan yang berhasil adalah kerana elemen komunikasi telah diletakkan dalam perancangan berkenaan. rancangan hidup di tangan tuhan. tanggungan hidup di tangan manusia yang bernafas. mengapa tidak letakkan elemen komunikasi kepada tuhan sedangkan kau mahu sesuatu yang berhasil di setiap rancangan hidup yang telah direncanakan. fikirlah!
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apa yang boleh digambarkan pada istilah harian?&lt;br /&gt;
sedikit kepenatan dan sebanyak kesyukuran.
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bagaimana cara terbaik untuk hadapi istilah berkenaan?&lt;br /&gt;
meletakkan kecekalan pada hati.
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andai diberi pilihan pada hati, apa lagi yang mahu diletakkan?&lt;br /&gt;
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last day which is supposedly to be called 'days' was the seven three zero moment of being stick. i might seem refuse to use a word of together. he often asks me "why you love to make thing that can't make sense in others' eyes?". before answering the question he'll continue with "never mind, you are doing great in making me completely being loved". that's how i manage everything in my life. i just put the closest persons of mine to be understood on every of my saying. seriously, don't be so called open in everything you do. letting stranger to get know your real story is none of cool. saya ada capai tahap keterbukaan saya. tapi masih berpada-pada. siapa anda hanya sebagai pembaca yang tidak mengenali saya untuk mengambil tahu perihal hidup saya dengan cara yang mudah. it makes me really wonder why people do tweet on thing that suppose not to be tweeted. ia perkara tidak masuk akal!
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saya alami trauma pada pengejaran masa. saya mengejar masa bagai berlari di larian sukaneka sekolah. ia di mana kesungguhan untuk memenangi hadiah telah saya letakkan di perkarangan bilik saya sendiri. saya harap pengurusan masa saya stabil. pekerjaan saya begitu sibuk. it's fun. the field of my work can be categorized as mencabar-sungguh-sungguh! tapi tak mengapa, saya suka dan saya okay. 
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setiap: masa&lt;br&gt;
rasa: bagai&lt;br&gt;
mahu: dewasa
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manusia hanya akan mendengar kata-kata dari pihak yang mereka hormati sahaja. bermaksud, hanya beberapa pihak sahaja akan miliki kuasa untuk disegani dan dihormati. benar!
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jangan mudah rasa lega. sebenarnya persamaan memang ada sifat yang tiada beza. 
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apa: gelagat&lt;br&gt;
siapa: peminjam&lt;br&gt;
maka: biar lah&lt;br&gt;
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tahu tak November adalah bulan kegemaran saya. i just listened to the two-years-back-song. to be exact, the almost-two-years-back-song. there is a reason of placing the word of 'almost'. it just remembering back how well of myself to be clearly seen what bliss is all about. mungkin bulan yang lain kurang menunjukkan kuasa ghairah masing-masing. mungkinlah!
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it took a number of months for me to have a very big talk with my brother like what we used to do before. nampak tak komitmen hidup bermain dengan peranan terhadap kesekatan masa apabila segala rutin yang lama hanya menjadi sampingan sahaja. kami dah lama tak borak bersama. we used to be in bookstore quite long hours like kami tiada rumah tetap yang terletak di bandaraya anggerik. that was the moment that i seemed ignorant in everyone's eyes. ok itu sahaja!
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perkara utama : memegang risiko&lt;br&gt;
perkara sampingan : kekuatan untuk memegang&lt;br&gt;
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Bila masa rasa bukan perkara biasa&lt;br /&gt;
Tak jelas tapi tetap diminta&lt;br /&gt;
Bila masa ini bukan landasan hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;
Sedangkan kau boleh lepak duduk minum macam bodoh&lt;br /&gt;
Satu ilusi bermula dengan rasa dan akhirnya jadi terasa gila&lt;br /&gt;
Bukan benar tapi sebagai medan untuk kau letak rasa itu di bawah meja&lt;br /&gt;
Oh bangang nya!
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Bila pula ada konsistensi dalam rasa&lt;br /&gt;
Bukankah hanya kelam entah apa-apa&lt;br /&gt;
Bila pula ada konsep baru dalam hidup&lt;br /&gt;
Padahal kau memang dah sedar sikap itu yang rosakkan segalanya&lt;br /&gt;
Manusia mudah rasa tiada apa dan mula iri gila pada yang dapatnya&lt;br /&gt;
Bukan usaha yang dirancangnya tapi sekadar melihat tanpa buat apa&lt;br /&gt;
Oh ruginya!
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pernah tak lupa berapa banyak blog yang kau pernah ada? pernah. selalu. sampai sekarang. kadangkala bila aku dapat trace balik blog bodoh-bodoh yang dulu-dulu aku pernah tulis, memang aku mampu untuk menangis. kagum dengan kebolehan diri untuk membuat penulisan yang sangat macam gampang. saya tiada pengaruh yang kuat dalam penulisan mahupun apa sahaja yang saya lakukan kerana saya bukan ratu cantik. saya hanya perempuan biasa-biasa. pakai selipar jepun kaler hijau je pergi bukit bintang. tak buat muka gadis korea pun kalau tangkap gambar. yang saya ada hanya empingjagung di dalam beg saya yang berharga dua puluh lima ringgit. nampak!
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terdapat dua jenis situasi yang akan berlaku di dalam dunia. samada ia terjadi secara langsung atau tidak langsung. samada situasi berkenaan nice atau tidak nice. terpulang pada takdir tuhan untuk menyusun setiap situasi berkenaan.
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pernah tak kau tidak mahu ambil tahu beberapa kisah tapi kau secara tidak langsung telah ambil tahu beberapa kisah tersebut. tahu tak ia bagai fuck. kalau boleh nak culik empingjagung bawak lari pergi Moscow. senang cerita!
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saya akan hadapi peperiksaan 'keselamatan' dalam kurang dari empat puluh hari dari sekarang. dan saya cuba hasilkan tindakan seawal mungkin. itu sahaja harapan yang boleh saya letakkan pada diri sendiri. 
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dalam masa yang sama, saya mengalami demam yang tidak sekata. saya hanya bekerja dua hari dalam minggu ini. mungkin tahniah untuk saya. mungkin juga tidak. sampai satu tahap, kau akan masih harap pada Sophia. betul tak tipu.
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when I've read one of topic on one of so random online newspaper, that was the time that I just realized about how Ramadhan is really moving. Tiba-tiba sahaja bulan Ramadhan sudah di penghujung. Saya terbaca mengenai malam lailatulqadar. Saya hanya ingin menulis di sini sebagai tatapan saya untuk di masa akan datang. Agar saya tidak lupa Tuhan. Agar saya menjadi perempuan yang mendengar khabar baik-baik sahaja nanti. Agar saya menjadi manusia yang sayangkan masa sebaik-baiknya.
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Dalam erti kata lain, sebenarnya kekuatan hati bergantung harap pada ketahanan fikiran. Jangan fikir terlalu jauh. Cukup sekadar mengambil satu langkah dari apa yang ada di depan mata. Sudah cukup untuk memiliki hati yang kuat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4380922180624139961?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4380922180624139961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4380922180624139961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/08/beri-sedikit-ruang-untuk-kebaikan.html' title='beri sedikit ruang untuk kebaikan'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-8428299017732165341</id><published>2011-08-23T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:44:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiada gurauan dalam tanggungjawab</title><content type='html'>setiap manusia yang masih bernafas akan hadapi beberapa tanggungjawab. ia sesuatu yang perlu ditanggung samada kerelaan atau keadaan yang memaksa. dalam situasi di mana ada hanya tinggal beberapa tempoh masa yang sangat sedikit, manusia akan lalui beberapa jalan pintas untuk lakukan tanggungan yang wajib. aku pernah berbisik pada diri, sedar tak betapa ramai manusia yang masih boleh bernafas sedangkan tanggungjawab mereka di tahap yang sangat maksimum. maka, tidak kisah jalan pintas atau lebuhraya sekalipun, kewibawaan itu perlu benar-benar wujud!
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hari kelmarin saya mendapat khabar dari seorang cikgu saya. "bagaimana semua perkara? bila mereka akan panggil?". saya berasa lega dengan khabar begini. sekurang-kurangnya ada golongan yang masih ambil berat mengenai saya. 

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but still there are four papers to go for 'safety' thingy instead. i have unprofessional skills regarding to those hell 'safety' thingy. all of my supports are really with encikOsman. he's the only one who encouraged me about all these. tapi siapa lah saya untuk encikOsman ada perasaan mahu ambil tahu. saya tidak kisah. memang jenis perangai saya kuat semangat dan hati jantan. saya memang degil. semakin orang tidak percayakan saya, semakin saya bertindak agresif. saya percaya saya mampu buktikan tahap kemampuan saya. 
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andai kata kisah Sophia itu menjadi kenyataan, besertakan 'safety' thingy yang akan diambil mendapat kelulusan, saya akan menjadi isteri secepat mungkin. betul!
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apa perasaan?&lt;br&gt;
gementar.
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selain daripada itu?&lt;br&gt;
sangat gementar.
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andai diberi pilihan?&lt;br&gt;
saya mahu dipeluk tanpa lepas.
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oleh?&lt;br&gt;
empingjagung.
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saya pernah lihat ada beberapa kelompok manusia di mana pergaulan mereka tidak ke mana. tiada kemajuan. mereka setia pada kelompok berkenaan. saya kerap jumpa kelompok begini di sekolah. dan ada juga kelompok di mana perbualan mereka tidak beri kesenangan untuk dibualkan. secara jujur, aku kurang memiliki kesenangan terhadap kelompok-kelompok perempuan. mereka suka umpatan. tidak kemana. tiada kemajuan. mereka setia pada kelompok berkenaan. 
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i am too fussy in everything. i'll begin and end up something dengan kecelaruan untuk berfikir ke arah sempurna. sampai satu tahap, aku tak kisah lagi pada kesempurnaan. aku hanya harap aku dapat keluar dari sesuatu kondisi yang memaksa. tempoh ketetapan pemikiran manusia akan bertahan dalam satu jam yang pertama. apabila ada segelintir pengaruh mula main peranan, tempoh pemikiran akan hilang selepas satu jam yang pertama. nampak tak bagaimana tuhan ciptakan manusia untuk berfikir menggunakan pengaruh-pengaruh yang waras sahaja. 
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dalam dunia hanya ada dua jenis perempuan. samada beliau bangsat atau tidak bangsat. untuk menjadikan kebangsatan tu sebagai ejen untuk pengaruhi diri bukan lah susah. berkawan lah dengan kelompok yang tidak maju di atas. 
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i often type words without stopping since i will vent words using both right and left brain of mine. sometimes my writings are hard to be understood. that's how i interpret setiap keping pemikiran saya. jangan cuba untuk faham!
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trying is not a pleasure. do not make a try. keep on mind how the real action can beat any sort of trial in life. the relaxation is always yours. that is it. aku kalau memberi motivasi memang tidak pernah keliru. cuma untuk absorb setiap motivasi tu yang menjadi big doubt yang tidak terkira. apa kata ambil sedikit ruang. tidak perlu banyak. dan berfikir sekejap tentang segala jenis percubaan yang pernah diambil.
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rindunya pada Kemensah!
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sometimes i hate facebook instead of twitter. that is cheap reason of being blamed by self defense. but whatever it takes (ok giggle if remember back how popcorn taught me this words anyways.), both are such an importunate things that not hesitate to be in daily life. rasa macam bodoh sangat wujudnya perasaan macam ni. aku menjadi cemburu pada life abangah. he only has flickr in his entire life for social network purpose selain dari email. itu pun encouraged by myself when i talked to him, "you should have flickr since you own nice snap works". then he ended up with the-only-flickr-account. pernah tak rasa bagaimana agaknya life orang-orang seperti ini. sebenarnya jauh lebih sempurna dari orang yang suka ada macam-macam account ni. simpati!
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it tends to be pressure whenever you accidentally see or view others' own family. ok itu memang part paling tekanan. you know, it's age matter. how dare you fight the life path that you currently at. it doesn't make sense when you change apa itu takdir. maka, hanya buat pertukaran pada situasi dan bukan pada takdir. contohnya, menukar situasi menjadi lebih matang instead of menukar takdir bahawa kau bukan seorang yang matang tapi kau cuba menjadi matang dalam paksaan. comparison is none of difficulty. cuba yakin dan kuat semangat!
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1. apabila rakan sekolah lama dulu-dulu yang tak pernah tegur kau pun masa di sekolah tapi tiba-tiba mahu add.
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2. apabila saudara mara yang kurang rapat tiba-tiba menjadi baik dengan kau pasal dia tak sangka kau sangat menawan. 
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3. apabila terdapat ramai mutual friends, maka terus add kau sebab mahu jadi cool berkawan dengan kau tanpa sebab.
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4. apabila keluarga dan rakan-rakan bekas kekasih kau macam orang gila mahu add kerana mahu jadi stalker yang bodoh.
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5. perkara di atas akan menjadi bertambah bodoh sekiranya kau pernah kena delete dalam facebook aku, lepas tu kau cuba add aku sekali lagi. memang kau tak berakal!
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1.memang agak kaut apabila dalam selang beberapa jam membuat dua entri. 
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2.juga agak kurang kaut andai dulu membaca tanpa disuruh. tapi sekarang sampai dipaksa-paksa. 
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3.itu la dunia.
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aku selalu assume sesuatu dengan keburukan fikiran. kadangkala aku meletakkan pedoman dari pelbagai aspek yang difikirkan. kadangkala ada suatu masa perasaan kehilangan jati diri atau kehilangan diri sendiri memang antara perkara yang bukan mudah nak handle. aku cuba singkapkan kembali apa yang terhasil dari dua puluh empat tahun yang lepas. apa sahaja kebaikan dan pahala yang kau sudah hasilkan? berapa sempatkah kau membayar hutang dosa terhadap tuhan? 
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gambar ini tiada nilai kecantikan. dan ia bukan antara gambar kegemaran aku sekalipun. sekadar bermuhasabah diri dan bertanya, "mengapa aku sedang terjal ketika gambar ini ditangkap". ketika ini lah tidur aku tidak menentu. masa aku banyak habis pada perkara bodoh. lihat rambut sahaja dah boleh tahu bagaimana aku handle rutin hidup aku. hanya kenal rumah untuk tidur dan mandi. kadangkala hanya untuk mandi. dan selebihnya entah di mana menghilang. 
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sementara nyawa ini masih diberi pinjam, berhentilah pada 'bukit jangan' secepat mungkin ainbijak!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-5227871330664822688?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5227871330664822688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5227871330664822688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/07/pandai-juga-berfikir.html' title='pandai juga berfikir'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGbW89qQldM/Thx8d1ztXTI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Ybp2Khl_lPM/s72-c/DSC_0283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1405119556518453496</id><published>2011-06-13T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:25:50.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sedar dan ingat</title><content type='html'>i've sent the latest ones to beliau..aku tak harapkan apa pun..cukup sekadar tersedar dari mimpi kau..kau hidup senang macam mana pun, takkan jumpa kebahagiaan andai tanggungjawab yang perlu ditanggung masih tidak dijawab.. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; why need to hold thing though the reason of that holding is extremely unknown?&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-1405119556518453496?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1405119556518453496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1405119556518453496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/06/sedar-dan-ingat.html' title='sedar dan ingat'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4053621470421281976</id><published>2011-06-05T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:25:22.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tugasan</title><content type='html'>aku cuba pratikkan rasa yang ikhlas dalam melakukan tugas. ini kerana setiap tugasan akan berjumpa juga pengakhiran pada satu masa nanti. cuma kita tidak tahu bila pula satu masa akhir itu akan sampai.  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; sama seperti kau study, ini adalah tugasan yang akan berakhir apabila selesainya menjawab peperiksaan di sekolah. andai kau bekerja, tugasan ini akan berakhir juga nanti apabila kau sudah tua tidak mampu lagi untuk bekerja.  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; cuma isu nya kita tidak tahu bila agak akan berakhirnya tugasan yang sedang dilakukan. jangan terlalu mencari pengakhiran. lakukan tugasan dengan ikhlas. itu sahaja kunci menjadi hamba di sisi tuhan. percayalah! 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I love to learn any subject from her. she's good in teaching. tapi lagi satu lecturer memang rasa nak tampar lapan kali. ok about that so-tak-suka-nya-lecturer tu, my classmates and I have been asked to do the random presentation about each chapter of the subject. maybe akan rasa "hey itu tugasan kot kau kena la buat untuk jaga carry mark".. tapi I personally said, "kau memang pemalas kan cikgu, sebab tu kau suruh kitorang buat presentation untuk setiap chapter sebab kau malas nak ajar kan, kau tak payah nak tipu kitorang ok".... aku bukan nak marah tapi aku memang rasa nak marah.. haha.. aku harap satu hari andai aku dah bosan dengan semua jenis kerjaya dan akhirnya aku menjadi lecturer, aku harap aku tidak malas macam beliau. aku harap nanti takde pelajar yang mengumpat pasal aku kat blog macam mana aku tengah buat sekarang ni. mintak maaf cikgu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-7435132507753550867?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/7435132507753550867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/7435132507753550867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/05/cikgu-kalau-malas.html' title='cikgu kalau malas'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4370372054538470957</id><published>2011-05-20T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:37:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanya-tanya</title><content type='html'>aku tak pasti ada tak manusia cari aku kat sini sepanjang aku hilang beberapa hari. memang takde. sebab memang semua tempat aku dah start nak sepi-sepi. aku mencari dua jawapan untuk dua soalan yang berkaitan. heh! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mengapa Kemensah tak terletak di belakang rumah sahaja?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mengapa ada peperiksaan time hati nak sangat pergi Kemensah?
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nampak tak macam mana Kemensah tu main peranan yang tinggi dalam diri aku. kalau boleh saya nak letak Kemensah dalam poket. mudah untuk dicium lima kali andai rindu melebihi lima jam. boleh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4370372054538470957?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4370372054538470957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4370372054538470957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/05/tanya-tanya.html' title='tanya-tanya'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-6864388971719256214</id><published>2011-05-07T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T01:11:50.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satu pagi bulan Mei</title><content type='html'>When there is no droid link at the bottom line of this post, means you are having much time to do stupid thing here and there and there using this odd lappy which is you are actually NOT. I've supposed to create one long essay for some important purposes which are none of emotional matters instead. All are facts. You have to write this and this and this, then they're done. Easy kan! But seriously you can do nothing on the forcible works. Hence, I took for granted with this fool reason so that I might seem I-will-be-okay-after-few-minutes-later. What the heck!
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All and all, it's a May. Ok May. Again, May. It shows how year really counts itself to reach its end point damn quickly. Esok lusa dah birthday aku August. Then you are getting older than today. Bla...Bla...Bla...(jgn sebut hal umur)...I hope that I have no reason to count every month patiently but still whenever you've been pushed to see the life fortune, it will be the time that you are really afraid of being so-serious-person.. Every single thing will be differently assumed in our eyes. We afraid of being serious. We worry on "how can I handle all these though?". We aren't prepared to feel the seriousness in life. We still hope folk could help us when we were wrong. Siapa kata life tidak berapa nak thrill. Umur kau je tak sampai lagi tahap untuk rasa thrill berkenaan. 

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You feel extremely complete while satisfying others. Indeed!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-6864388971719256214?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/6864388971719256214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/6864388971719256214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/05/satu-pagi-bulan-mei.html' title='satu pagi bulan Mei'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1655608003541468196</id><published>2011-05-05T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:37:52.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuba realize</title><content type='html'>When it comes to the end, we apparently stop every single thing for the sake of completing what we are doing. But while reaching to that the end, we use the realization in order to measure the benefit of doing those things. At somehow, we have no idea to live until we found what we called so peace. kan?  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I have questioned that, "why am I still continously do things that will end up without bless?" &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-1655608003541468196?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1655608003541468196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1655608003541468196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/05/cuba-realize.html' title='cuba realize'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4094127811329412651</id><published>2011-04-25T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:19:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>petang!</title><content type='html'>pernah tak kau cuba telan beberapa perkara yang kau memang tak berapa willing nak buat kerana ia bukan tugas dan tanggungjawab kau. takde siapa dalam dunia ni yg suka nak selesaikan tanggungjawab orang lain. tapi dalam sesetengah situasi, nak taknak kau kena juga buat sebab kau sahaja yang boleh diharapkan. baik, situasi aku sekarang ni memang aku tak berapa nak willing. aku cuba juga telan bahawa mungkin mak amanahkan aku untuk tolong dia sepanjang dia di sana. tapi andai tanggungjawab aku pula terabai, bagaimana? padahal aku ada tanggungjawab untuk study menghadapi peperiksaan. tapi aku kena jadi suri rumah sepenuh masa. serius, aku sedang cuba untuk telan!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4094127811329412651?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4094127811329412651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4094127811329412651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/petang.html' title='petang!'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-8411350941264180000</id><published>2011-04-24T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:59:37.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emping jagung!</title><content type='html'>aku takkan jadi beria kalau sesuatu perkara tu bukan hal yang serius. jadi aku cuba untuk beria nak study kerana ia hal yang serius. tapi masih tak berapa nak mampu pasal semangat aku tertinggal di negara lain. kisah tertinggal tu juga hal yang serius. kerana itu terjadinya Fourteenth Days pasal aku serius terhadap perkara berkenaan. tapi bagaimana pula andai menjadi serius pada perkara yang beria-ia. nampak tak aku memang sengaja nak pening tulis pusing balik ayat-ayat ni semua. haha.. 
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walau bagaimanapun, harap si emping akan selamat dan pulang dengan sempurna. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-8411350941264180000?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8411350941264180000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8411350941264180000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/emping-jagung.html' title='emping jagung!'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-212064305936260268</id><published>2011-04-17T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:25:47.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>susah kan</title><content type='html'>hari ini aku salah sangka pada hari. dengan tiada motif yg kukuh,aku tak tahu kenapa aku ingat hari ini adalah hari Isnin. aku bangun tidur kelam kabut takut terlepas kelas pukul sembilan. rasa nak tampar hari Ahad kan? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; kenapa kau susah sangat nak didik dengan kasih sayang instead of providing hell money for me!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-212064305936260268?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/212064305936260268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/212064305936260268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/susah-kan.html' title='susah kan'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4837829937659490708</id><published>2011-04-16T04:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T04:45:50.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bekalan</title><content type='html'>dengan berbekalkan sehelai baju, segalanya sangat possible untuk berlaku atau dilakukan. contoh nya bekalan rindu aku hanya pada baju. maka sangat possible untuk aku bertahan sehingga dua belas hari. rindu itu nikmat!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4837829937659490708?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4837829937659490708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4837829937659490708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/bekalan.html' title='bekalan'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4252400128275247838</id><published>2011-04-13T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:15:09.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sekejap</title><content type='html'>perkara sekejap tu memang tak berapa nak seronok. apa akan aku hadapi walaupun empingjagung ke negara lain dalam masa yang sekejap.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4252400128275247838?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4252400128275247838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4252400128275247838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/sekejap.html' title='sekejap'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1462749032192211563</id><published>2011-04-07T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:27:15.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sungguh sungguh</title><content type='html'>kenapa suara penyampai berita mesti bunyi serius. lepas tu mesti macam bagus tahu semua berita padahal dia baca je kat screen. sama juga konsep kenapa mesti jadi serius pada perkara yang kau tak berapa nak tahu tapi pada hakikatnya kau sengaja macam bagus konon tahu semua benda. tujuan kau serius macam bagus tahu tu sebab nak dapat kepercayaan orang. sebab tu kalau nak kerja interview sana sini, mesti dok fikir bagaimana nak macam bagus dan lebih bersuara serius untuk dapat kepercayaan si interviewer. kau ingat berlakon jadi serius tu senang ke?
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i frequently and repeatedly think of thing-that-supposed-not-to-think. banyak sangat bunyi tink tink di sini. i hope to not depend to the recommendation. because i avoid to see opportunity without the real value of competency. you might say, "hey i can help you because i have the best way for you".. but i might confuse with certain situations when my promises are always in changes. world serious, the good deed. i have to pay for it. till when i have to change my perception again and again in sake of "man, i hate you a lot but i don't know how the good way to express even a fraction of it"... nampak, kekeliruan menjadi orang yang banyak berfikir. pada sampai satu tahap, aku akan jadi positif apabila aku mula buang setiap fikiran tu jauh-jauh. kerana apa pun jadi, you are still my very own blood. 
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what will i be in two months ahead? diam!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-1462749032192211563?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1462749032192211563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1462749032192211563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/04/sungguh-sungguh.html' title='sungguh sungguh'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1221074124243689293</id><published>2011-03-31T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:23:28.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manusia manusia</title><content type='html'>apabila blog kau senyap dan semua tempat kau senyap, maka kau sebenarnya bukan berubah menjadi orang yang senyap. kau selalu nak rasa life yang real. tapi kau susah nak diterima oleh banyak pihak. konsep penerimaan tu memang susah nak berubah untuk ke arah yang lebih positif. aku tak tahu mana arah setiap pencarian di dalam hidup melainkan untuk akhirat. baik, ini satu perkara positif. aku memang rasa ia berubah dengan perlahan-lahan. 
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dalam satu bulan sahaja, pelbagai episod yang aku lihat. tahu tak mengapa manusia suka pada episod. andai tiada episod, penceritaan hidup kau akan bosan dan tak sampai tahap klimaks untuk berfikir menggunakan akal. aku tak tahu kenapa manusia tak boleh hidup tanpa rakan-rakan. setiap rakan akan hasilkan konflik. itu memang lumrah. kerana itu bersederhana dalam setiap perkara. jangan terlalu lebih. ia boleh hasilkan konflik. aku memang susah nak ada rakan yang terlalu rapat dalam satu kumpulan yang besar kerana aku takut dengan konflik. aku mempunyai ramai istilah rakan tapi untuk menjadi yang terlalu rapat hanya beberapa orang sahaja. mudah aku nak handle. kan?
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perasaan hormat aku terhadap seseorang semakin hilang. aku tak tahu kenapa tapi aku cuba untuk tidak benci. setiap doa aku akan harap kau kesal dan kembali.
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dalam tempoh satu bulan juga, aku mampu control banyak perkara. aku harap ia akan kekal dengan misi yang baik. ada beberapa lagu yang dibuat. antara mereka memang cukup merapu. pernah tak kau selalu boleh hidup tanpa bayang-bayang dunia. maksudnya kau selalu boleh handle sendiri tanpa harap pertolongan. dalam sesetengah perkara, tuhan uji kau dengan kesabaran. dan Dia tahu tahap kebolehan kau untuk diuji. 
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setiap hari rindukan emping jagung!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-1221074124243689293?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1221074124243689293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1221074124243689293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/03/apabila-blog-kau-senyap-dan-semua.html' title='manusia manusia'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-5850381112608706392</id><published>2011-03-03T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:14:55.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buat tak reti</title><content type='html'>time paling buat aku kuat berangan adalah ketika memandu. aku selalu perasan macam-macam. apa jadi tiba-tiba abah follow kereta aku pergi sekolah dan tengok aku drive macam hantu ke tak. apa jadi kalau tiba-tiba Johnny Depp tahan kereta aku tepi jalan pastu belanja aku makan TGI kat the curve. gila seronok. pastu aku gelak sorang-sorang macam bangang. time memandu juga aku akan plan macam-macam untuk hidup aku. aku nak beli benda itu dan ini bila dapat je duit nanti. aku nak tanggal braces juga nanti hujung tahun ni. time memandu gak aku akan perasan aku manusia serba boleh. aku suka motivasikan diri dengan perasan. aku mula realize yang aku komited pada tugasan. aku hanya lemah dalam soal perasaan. jadi tak kisah apa pun jadi, tugasan aku mesti diakhiri dengan hasil yang cukup membanggakan. aku hanya harap aku akan jumpa juga Johnny Depp esok hari di tepi jalan sebab aku dah lama sangat tak makan TGI.. Lengkap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-5850381112608706392?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5850381112608706392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5850381112608706392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/03/buat-tak-reti.html' title='buat tak reti'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-46378271368416693</id><published>2011-03-02T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:12:33.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>standing still</title><content type='html'>with twenty five bucks in your pocket, where would be the good place to go? i've answered this using my very small talk to the encik V. i always use my favorite parties to talk with whenever i am sick of penny matter. last night when i watched one drama, i had no idea to remember abah. i miss him badly. 
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hari ini sahaja, sentiasa ada orang yang sama buat aku naik angin. kenapa tak boleh nak handle masa sendiri sedangkan aku juga terkejar-kejar mengenai masa kerana urusan hidup aku sendiri. tapi aku cuba handle agar tak ganggu persediaan peperiksaan aku. kau memang suka buat aku hilang sabar. 
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i hope someday emak could be able to personally speak to me and said, "i want to see you smile without some hidden complaints in your heart". but still, she is a good mother instead. 
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life might be terrible if i started to talk to my kapok in my every night!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-46378271368416693?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/46378271368416693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/46378271368416693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/03/standing-still.html' title='standing still'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-8751506209968364965</id><published>2011-03-01T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T16:19:58.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haishhh...</title><content type='html'>memang aku marah lah kan kalau aku dah sediakan rangka kerja pun, semua benda pun masih nak harap aku gak yang siapkan kerja. serious bodoh. baik jangan belajar degree. baik kau belajar sampai darjah enam je. tak tahu kenapa tapi memang aku sangat emosi sekarang ni. keliling manusia buat bangsat. harap dapat enam juta secepat mungkin. cukup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-8751506209968364965?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8751506209968364965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8751506209968364965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/03/haishhh.html' title='haishhh...'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-8521234643990142173</id><published>2011-02-28T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T22:42:04.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sikit</title><content type='html'>how come if you begin your new week with some stupid circumstances. Hell Good! or in short, aku benci sangat bila ada perkara bodoh time nak exam. kerja sekolah tak reti nak habis sedangkan ulangkaji masih tidak bermula. lepas tu camera kau yang disayangi bagai mahu rosak. then your home internet still in pending to be transferred. 
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i hope that i could throughout my examination with hell cool with no more stupid matters. ok hope. maka, berdoa dan bersembahyang dengan rajin!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-8521234643990142173?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8521234643990142173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8521234643990142173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/02/sikit.html' title='sikit'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-5617534981183170963</id><published>2011-02-26T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T17:31:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apa itu sabar</title><content type='html'>I'm glad to see my surrounding friends that bring such a cute tummy along wherever they go with their own spouse. Seriously, my enviousness towards them is freaking increase. I have no idea to have fear on age matter. Sometimes God creates the fate to every person with different reasons. We ought to follow the track that we are currently at. I don't belong any place since I don't reach any part that seems like oh-indeed-I-am-in-own-life-track. I just hope someday I could be able to have own family with no regret. Smile in my every morning hour. Happy in my every night hour. Breeding children with good way. Spending life with person that so called hubby. You know that the best part to think is all about future. I don't bet so much but enough to say I-want-to-get-married-and-start-serious-working. Glad to have dream either. This could make sense that brain is pretty well functioned. Great! I've spent my young life with many things that sometimes let me feel couldn't bear to rewind back the fraction of it. Life without stupid thing is ain't great juga kadangkala. Percaya pada takdir. Semua di tangan Tuhan. Wait until it comes at your very life door. Till then you know how the happiness is really yours. Sabar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-5617534981183170963?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5617534981183170963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5617534981183170963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2011/02/apa-itu-sabar.html' title='apa itu sabar'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-740977005196996512</id><published>2011-02-24T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:46:31.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perkara sangat</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
aku sangat hilang penat mengenai seminar. aku dah boleh mula study pasal peperiksaan akhir di sekolah. buat masa ni, aku hanya mahu imjan. sangat!
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Apa perasaan andai aku-mahu-peluk-imjan-dengan-perasaan-rindu-tidak-terhingga! 
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Aku tak tahu kenapa tapi bulan ni serious banyak sangat nak pakai duit.
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Life entertainment comes from own direction. I believe that blast would be gained whenever I know how further I've entertained myself within some limitations.
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I &lt;br&gt;
haven't &lt;br&gt;
eat &lt;br&gt;
any &lt;br&gt;
main &lt;br&gt;
dishes &lt;br&gt;
since &lt;br&gt;
my &lt;br&gt;
very &lt;br&gt;
morning &lt;br&gt;
hour. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I haven't gotten the signal of finishing point at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I &lt;br&gt;
woke &lt;br&gt;
up &lt;br&gt;
early. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I showered early.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 
I &lt;br&gt;
didn't&lt;br&gt; 
see &lt;br&gt;
bliss &lt;br&gt;
either. &lt;br&gt;
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tomorrow might be the last day of being this such a good long hair.. i don't believe that i could stand to have this quite longer hair compared to before for a long period of time.
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every works that i need to do might be stupid in your eyes but in sake of God, the depression given much worst than works i currently have. ok!
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saya suka mengejar cita-cita.. dan cita-cita saya menjadi seorang plastik!
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apa perasaan sekarang ni? tenang. sangat tenang.
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I just hope someday when I die, still some persons will keep thinking about my good deed. I mean at least even though now I seem nothing to their eyes. Thanks. 
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maka, sebab itu juga fakta adalah bukan perkara main-main. sekali kau salah fakta, akan bagi efek yang besar kat banyak pihak. dan untuk kerja rumusan aku yang masih dalam progress ni siapa yang akan dapat efek besar andai aku pesongkan fakta-fakta yang terdapat dalam journal? mesti lah cikgu aku. dan aku tak berapa nak yakin yang dia akan baca setiap dua belas journal tu untuk pastikan aku membuat rumusan dengan betul tanpa terdapat sedikit pun kepesongan fakta. dengan berbekalkan keyakinan aku yang tak berapa nak ada terhadap cikgu aku, aku masih tak tahu kenapa aku sangat jujur membuat semua rumusan dengan fakta-fakta yang baik. aku tak tahu mana pergi konsep aku yang asalnya aku dulu tak pernah suka terhadap fakta. senangnya manusia mengubah prinsip hidup masing-masing dalam keadaan tak sedar. 
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aku tak tahu kenapa ada juga perempuan jenis berlagak terhadap aku iaitu terhadap manusia dan bukannya terhadap fakta. mungkin mereka rasa mereka cukup kaya berbanding aku. speaking speakang sana sini untuk menampakkan kemodenan hidup berbanding aku. mungkin tak cukup class bergaul dengan aku yang tidak kaya tidak menggunakan bahasa inggeris dua puluh empat jam setiap hari. tidak kisah bagaimana sekalipun, kau masih ponggong melayu. jangan rasa diri terlalu di atas setiap masa. 
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telefon bimbit aku dah nazak sangat. dah macam walkie talkie.
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aku memang tengah tunggu payment. kalau boleh tolong lah payment tu dalam bulan februari pasal banyak benda yang perlu guna duit sepanjang bulan berkenaan.
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penulisan semuanya datang dari emosi. kalau macam tu, orang paling beremosi dalam dunia adalah pengarang buku. haha..
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aku tak tahu kenapa tapi aku memang rimas betul tengok golongan remaja kalau update status di facebook. rasa nak hentak je muka masing-masing kat dinding.
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I have many things to be done. Honestly, I'm facing the limitation of time so badly. I speak too much whenever I'm out of right to complete those things in proper way. So I try to avoid to be that such a speakable person as I could. Maybe that's the better way in eliminating my stupid uncool feeling either. 
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People really love to say but sometimes they never knew what's the impaction of being love to say. I never blame my life fate. But even with the nicer communications never lead me to keep staying in this insisted track for the long-term period. In a simple words, just look at your ownership prior to the communication is began. Because the ear I have might be so vary. By assuming people are really same is a thing that sort of witless.
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Living in the same world barely promise the same attitude for each person. That's it!
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i'm out of idea to have patiently wait for tomorrow... hanya rindu pada si emping jagung dengan banyak sekali sementara menunggu peperiksaan tamat dengan sempurna hendaknya...
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i ought to change the CPU... it's a big disaster whenever you have to pray to god please-let-the-pc-in-good-condition-so-that-i-could-conduct-every-single-thing-peacefully-without-taking-five-years-to-complete-my-own-interest-task.. ok.. that's it... 
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wondering i am liable to see encik osman.
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Aku hanya benci pada desakan. Tolong lah jangan mendesak aku suka hati andai mahu minta bantuan dari aku. Jangan buat aku memaki di pagi hari. Tak berkat hidup aku pada hari ni hanya sebab kau terlalu terdesak mendesak aku. Hormat. Terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-6638227933131859707?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/6638227933131859707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/6638227933131859707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekali-dah-mencukupi.html' title='sekali dah mencukupi'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-3594893675533729649</id><published>2010-12-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:55:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apabila semuanya poor</title><content type='html'>While doing the all crappy homeworks that need to be presented in tomorrow morn', yes I'm totally in dreaming. I've found unreachable ended point of dreaming. Maybe when you put the concentration on other things rather than being fascinated with homeworks matter, you must be in poor level of stability. I mean the unstable mind is currently inside the fraction of own brain. Whatever it is, I have bad eyesight while looking at computer screen. Sumpah sakit dan pedih gila walaupun dah pakai spec tahan silau seperti biasa. Ok. Sambung-buat-kerja-sekolah-yang-banyak-sementara-emping-juga-buat-kerja-dengan-tekun. Noktah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-3594893675533729649?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/3594893675533729649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/3594893675533729649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/12/apabila-semuanya-poor.html' title='apabila semuanya poor'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-5714596784097268958</id><published>2010-12-21T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:05:47.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sesetengah masa</title><content type='html'>aku suka pada perasaan teruja pada sesetengah masa. dan gambar di bawah adalah sesetengah masa yang tersenarai dalam soal teruja. memang pasti lah untuk study sehingga subuh pun tidak menjadi masalah andai mulut senyum dengan hebat tanpa henti hanya kerana si popcorn membalas nota kecil begini tanpa pengetahuan aku. 
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tahu tak katil bilik aku paling bagus kalaupun harga dia tak sampai seratus. tak kisah berapa hari pun aku tak balik rumah sendiri, aku tetap rindu dia. 
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selamat datang pada hari esok dan esok. change the system! 

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Aku suka buat kerja seorang diri. Aku tak berapa suka pada pertolongan selagi aku masih mampu buat sendiri. Aku tak berapa nak suka apabila semangat bekerja aku telah dipatahkan oleh orang lain. Same goes to whenever I have a kerja sekolah di sekolah, I'd rather to do them alone. I refuse to work in group. But whenever I can't avoid to do my kerja sekolah alone which means I've been insisted to be in group, my selfish attitude will be existed once. I'd rather to settle all of jobs by myself without wanting others help. Nampak bagai perfect sangat sahaja nak buat kerja sorang-sorang lepas tu semua orang duduk diam tak perlu buat kerja dan akhirnya semua dapat markah sedap-sedap sebab hasil usaha aku sorang-sorang. Aku memang baik hati! Memang aku dah serik kerja berkumpulan. Sebab apabila aku bahagikan tugas pun, semua buat perangai macam tak reti. Serious macam babi!
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Rasa macam nak kahwin. Tiba-tiba. Hahaha...
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kemudian presentation tak pernah nak berhenti. 
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terdapat mini research yang masih terbengkalai. dan aku tak reti nak mulakan kajian ni, maka ia tetap terbengkalai kerana kerja sekolah bertambah setiap hari. 
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aku dah sampai tahap minda beku ketika menaip entri ni. sangat!
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bagaimana mahu hadapi semua project yang sangat banyak begini rupa kemudian perlu study journal dan articles yang aku pun tak tahu apa motif aku perlu buat semua tu. 
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dan bagaimana andai hanya tinggal tiga minggu sahaja untuk peperiksaan sedangkan hanya satu subject sahaja yang aku dah study. ok dead!
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Perfect practice makes perfect. 
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&lt;li&gt;ada manusia tak reti buat kerja sekolah padahal dah semester akhir&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;apabila handphone mati tanpa sebab dan perlu enam hari untuk on balik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lapar&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;malas mandi dan bersihkan makeup&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bawa camera tapi tak ambil gambar&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;topup maxis dah nak habis secara tiba-tiba&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hilang keyakinan diri&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;mengantuk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;caption: bukan selalu dapat lihat bertudung sebegini. rare!&lt;/center&gt;
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kadang-kadang tumblr ni pun bodoh jugak.
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kelmarin aku tangkap gambar dan masih tidak edit sebab kerja sekolah banyak macam bangang. aku masih tak faham bagaimana orang-orang yang tangkap gambar kemudian proceed to editing dengan jangka masa yang singkat. tak perlu makan masa yang banyak macam aku. oh ok, mereka pakai Macbook dan aku Pentium4 sahaja. oh ok sekarang aku dah faham.
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teman rapat perempuan adalah emosi dan tempan rapat lelaki adalah perempuan. sebab itu bagaimana emosi pun seorang perempuan, lelaki akan cool untuk masih mahu menjaga istilah teman rapat berkenaan. 
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bau yang lazat untuk setiap pagi aku sekarang ini hanya roti gardenia enam puluh sen. itu sahaja kesempatan bersarapan.
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aku rasa macam nak jual gitar kapok aku. tak tahu kenapa.
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dah lama tak pergi bundle beli barang. kalau boleh dalam bulan ni aku target mesti pergi cari seluar jugak kat bundle. lepas gian pada hujung tahun dua ribu sepuluh. 
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the comfort place is not in comfy zone anymore. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I've inspired to the what-I-was-before. Already!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The timing is a thing that almost in mindset.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Why you are so called affordable person? Envy!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Reducing the 'daging' while the missing is increasing. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Some really want to say because they really want some stupid attentions.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Give a chance to let brain to be a speaker instead of a mouth curse. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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Honestly, this song is quite experimental type. They use the creativity in producing a little nice sounds. Perkara yang boleh dibanggakan apabila kau mampu mencipta sesuatu yang sedap dan really exceeding others' expectation. Nanti ada satu part dalam lagu ni, mereka gunakan kerincing. (finally, I've found that word though. ok actually I've googled myself to find the word of 'kerincing' sbb masa sekolah je aku pernah sebut alat musik ni). haha... Tak kisah lah. This is one of simple experimental song. Boleh tak kalau ada banyak newcomers yang sebegini di negara saya. Pasti saya akan tumpang bangga bersama-sama. hmmmm.......
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&lt;div&gt;ia hanya berkaitan mengenai rekod terbaru kau dalam sesuatu perkara. samada rekod terbagus atau terbangsat. tapi aku hanya pilih rekod terbagus. sebab apabila terbagus, mesti kau sebenarnya macam tak sangka-sangka kau boleh capai tahap rekod terbagus tu kan. the unpredictable achievement.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;aku rajin masak dalam minggu ni. tak tahu kenapa. ini rekod terbagus sebab aku perlukan lima tahun untuk cari jalan bagaimana nak ke dapur sebenarnya. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;aku deactivate facebook untuk tempoh yang paling lama berbanding sebelum ni. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;kebolehan untuk hidup selama lima hari dengan berbekalkan dua puluh ringgit sahaja di dalam poket. cool. ni paling terbagus ok.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;duduk rumah sahaja dan tak merayap keluar rumah sampai balik malam-malam.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;aku pakai baju empat lapis untuk ke sekolah hari ni semata-mata untuk hadiri meeting dengan mentor. part terbagus pasal aku susah nak rajin pergi meeting bangang tu setiap minggu. part yang terbangsat pasal aku ingat aku bersekolah di korea sampai pakai baju empat lapis. gila bangang. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-5981276070721554416?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5981276070721554416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/5981276070721554416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/11/kaut.html' title='kaut'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-3120799649966360818</id><published>2010-11-24T18:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T19:25:14.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b a g u s - b a g u s'/><title type='text'>konon-konon</title><content type='html'>Why do we need other 'thing' to be inspired while we are one of inspiration source for others? Nampak tak manusia selalu susah nak realize kebagusan diri sendiri tapi hanya nampak kebolehan orang lain konon mahu ambil istilah inspirasi untuk memotivasikan diri. Semua ni dusta. Kerana kau hanya akan motivated whenever you realize that you have an ability to compete towards inspirasi yang kau pilih tadi. Sebenarnya, kau yakin kau lagi bagus dari sumber inpirasi berkenaan, dan sebab tu kau boleh compete dengan sumber-sumber berkenaan. Maka, cuba ambil diri sendiri sebagai sumber inspirasi. Mudah. Tidak hasilkan perasaan iri hati pun pada kejayaan orang lain. Kau usaha untuk berjaya dengan hati dan akal yang sihat. Dulu aku pernah baca buku motivasi. Kononnya cemburu yang sihat adalah cemburu pada kejayaan orang lain. Aku tak tahu kesahihan semua ni. Tapi cemburu tu boleh menjadi punca tekanan. Maka, kau usaha untuk berjaya sambil tertekan. Tak bagus!
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I want to be like what I was before. I used to really care about my eating system. I had a systematic schedule in eating, studying, praying, or even loitering. Aku tak tahu kenapa sekarang aku bukan sistematik lagi. Maka, sumber inspirasi saya adalah diri-saya-sendiri-pada-masa-saya-dulu-dulu. Life is depend on us. How and which inspiration that could create the best outcome in your future ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-3120799649966360818?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/3120799649966360818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/3120799649966360818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/11/konon-konon.html' title='konon-konon'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-7522027050074499087</id><published>2010-11-24T01:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T02:07:49.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s i h a t'/><title type='text'>kepalingan</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;perkara paling bangang dalam tahun2010:&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;accident dua kali dalam bulan Februari. aku tak tahu apa connection antara bulan Feb dengan accident.  tapi aku langgar kereta orang lain time aku drive slow gila. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;potong rambut sehari sebelum raya aidilfitri. aku rasa aku bangang masa tu. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;aku defer short sem dan kerja di seven eleven selama hampir dua bulan je. aku tak tahu kenapa aku tak curi rokok pun sepanjang bekerja di sana. ok tak mencuri tu pun boleh jadi kejadian bangang jugak kadang-kadang dan aku berhenti kerja pasal boss suka potong gaji aku.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;

&lt;b&gt;perkara paling tabah:
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;demam selsema hampir setiap bulan sepanjang tahun. gila banyak dosa kecil aku yang tuhan hapuskan.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;sebab sekarang ni tengah nak jadi selsema padahal sekolah baru bermula.. tabah ok tabah. kalau boleh nak ambil semua lapan subject dan boleh terus habis sekolah. huh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;perkara paling takde kena mengena:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;gambar ni.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOv5OJo_7lI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5EKSB1ynnyk/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542797787910893138" /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-7522027050074499087?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/7522027050074499087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/7522027050074499087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/11/kepalingan.html' title='kepalingan'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOv5OJo_7lI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5EKSB1ynnyk/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1975440274144920583</id><published>2010-11-22T15:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:00:12.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h i m'/><title type='text'>handle</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/ngipc_11_19/n23_karolis-milasevicius.jpg" width="500" height="250"/&gt;

I've found this picture in Boston dot com. Why the expertise is always yours even when handling the best moment to get a snap for a very precious incident. Great!
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ok memang dah lama tak update blog ni. sebab menjadi pelindung terbaik. melindungi kata-kata agar tak terjejas dengan emosi dan kuasa-kuasa dari luar. mereka tak berkuasa mana pun tapi mereka ambil berat sangat. maka, semua nya menjadi sangat susah! 
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don't bet me some greatness.. i mere put so much the self interest in doing my own great thing.. this ain't a matter... tapi aku kerap kejar perkara yang tidak terkejar... pengejaran tu tak selalunya hilang jauh.. ia hanya berasa seronok dikejar.. itu sahaja... in few days before, there's nothing to be grabbed so hard since they were in okay mode.. i slightly prefer to say, "mengapa mahu dipaksa andai kau melakukan perkara tanpa paksaan selama setahun ini?"... ego itu perkara yang paling babi dalam hati manusia... kedudukan ego itu sebenarnya hanya di tapak kasut converse kau dan bukan di atas atap rumah tujuh tingkat kau... 
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saya kerap tidur tanpa sedikit mimpi.. kadangkala saya bangun pagi-pagi sangat awal sedangkan saya cuba untuk tidur pada waktu malam sambil menanti kedatangan walaupun saya dah tahu memang tiada kedatangan pun di akhir cerita.. terima kasih!
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&lt;center&gt;..........perlahankan...........&lt;/center&gt;
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ok aku benci pada sekatan dalam setiap perkara rutin aku sendiri... tahu tak sekatan tu adalah punca segala kebangsatan... aku hanya ada beberapa sekatan yang menjadi kegemaran... buat masa ini, sekatan yang tidak termasuk dalam list kegemaran, selalu buat rasa bangsat... sebab sekatan yang berlaku kebelakangan ini sangat tidak sihat... pasal itu aku demam sekarang ini... (sebenarnya tiada kaitan)... pernah tak rasa mahu bebel seorang diri sebab ada rasa bagai aku-nak-ada-bot-persendirian-sebab-senang-boleh-lari-diri-ke-sulawesi-andai-aku-mula-rasa-bangsat.... 
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saya ada dua sifat semulajadi yang tidak beberapa rare... tapi boleh rosakkan situasi... tidak kisah saya kawal atau tidak, saya manusia kelam... saya hanya harap saya ada bot persendirian tu satu hari nanti... boleh tak saya nak menjadi perempuan yang stabil untuk beberapa minit? boleh?... (hanya si jagung selalunya yang boleh kawal kestabilan saya).. ok, dalam perenggan ni, saya banyak guna perkataan beberapa untuk beberapa kali.. 
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it's a fact when i say that people who named perempuan, will often use her writing as a disposal of current emotion... it's also a fact when i could see into a mirror and my reflection shows that "you are just a person who named girl ain"... manusia hanya boleh berubah pada tahap sekatan yang sihat sahaja.. saya tidak menipu!
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&lt;center&gt;...............perhatian................&lt;/center&gt;
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tahu tak apa beza manusia yang menulis menggunakan pen dan pensel?? kau boleh beza tahap keyakinan diri mereka... kalau keyakinan kau hebat, maka kau suka pada pen... tapi aku suka main sudoku guna pensel.. kenapa ada rasa tidak yakin sedangkan ia hanya satu permainan?? same goes to whichever thing that we hold in life, don't assume that we are really in lack of confidence since everything in life is just a life game... again, it's just a game... saying that jangan ambil mudah pada semua jenis permainan... hanya perlu ambil berat dan simpan satu rasa yakin.. ok!
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world serious, i merely lay a big laugh in stating each acknowledgement.. they nodded without noticing what's the hell hint behind the laugh... kerana tak semua manusia faham my cynical acts... mereka kata, "kau hanya memberi kata-kata kosong"... oh bukan, sedangkan kau sahaja yang tak pernah tahu betapa kata-kata aku adalah sentiasa penuh... terima kasih!
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&lt;b&gt;read:&lt;/b&gt; insane&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;re-read:&lt;/b&gt; it is actually not&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;re-check:&lt;/b&gt; yes, she's awesome!&lt;br&gt;
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i've supposed to say "saya suka dengan rutin hidup yang baru"... oh tak juga, kadangkala aku tak suka membesar di tengah jalan raya... pernah lihat manusia pandu kereta yang sama di atas jalan raya yang sama sebanyak lima belas kali dalam satu hari? ok.. kalau pernah lihat, itu kereta saya.. please give me a horn and show me your rise thumb for once... sekurang-kurangnya, saya lebih bermotivasi dalam soal 'membesar di tengah jalan raya'... or to be exact, 'jalan raya sekitar shah alam'... whatever it is, ini bulan puasa... people often use fasting month for a diet thingy instead of being nice person for at least in one month... nampak tak andai melakukan segalanya dengan ikhlas, maka takkan hasilkan entri sebegini... saya cuba untuk ikhlas tapi saya tak konsisten dalam soal menjadi dewasa... sebab itu saya suka pada hari lahir... sebab semua orang akan doakan saya cepat tua... hangguk kau!
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boleh tak 'orang' yang sepatutnya menyemak senarai email mereka dan cuba lah mereka reply email yang sepatutnya kepada saya dengan lebih segera?? boleh tak??? i only spend my online mode for checking my email inbox without letting myself to keep fascinating to the facebook for enam belas jam like i used to do... kejayaan tak?? ok hebat... (syabas! saya dah mula berlagak bagai menjadi dewasa secara konsisten)... saya adalah manusia yang sibuk sejak kebelakangan ini... betul... tak tipu!
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tahu tak aku meninggalkan blog ini selama beberapa minggu hanya kerana aku rasa aku cool... statement yang bagai tidak real... ok... correction... tahu tak aku meninggalkan blog ini selama beberapa minggu hanya kerana aku rasa aku tidak lagi kerap rasa jiwa yang celaru macam babi... ini lebih tepat!

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&lt;center&gt;...............selamat hari lahir ain...........&lt;/center&gt;
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yes, i do in silences for a minutes but as you can't even noticed that there's such a huge riot for every beat of minutes behind them. 
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;to be concluded:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
yes, the expectation is slightly end up with only an advice that please-don't-expect-too-high. 
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;to be understood:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
jangan fahami saya sebab saya pun tak faham segala apa yang saya cuba untuk faham kadangkala...
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have you wonder why we live in a situation that really full of freak thingy?? because we are freaking silly to handle the freak.. sometimes we couldn't bear to handle any situation that makes us so called stress... tapi emak pernah pesan, kejayaan itu datang dari hati.. tidak kisah bagaimana kau mahu handle freak atau stress yang kau alami, tapi semuanya bersifat suka-hati-kau-ain-mahu-pilih-kejayaan-atau-terus-berasa-bengang... mungkin lah tahniah bagi aku kerana aku bagai tidak memilih bengang semata-semata pada beberapa jam yang lepas... ulangan... tahniah! ok!
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i wish i'm none of witless when i often forget my very own password for a certain account in a certain website that i had registered... ok.. it's a thing that let me feel so curious "do i still have a working brain?"... 

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&lt;center&gt;..............peperiksaan...........&lt;/center&gt;
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pernah tak kau salahkan situasi? i mean a situation that always lead you to be in stress... honestly and yes, whenever my exam is around the corner, the stress is always there... ha ini juga babi kerana stress itu bukannya datang dari perkara yang melibatkan peperiksaan semata-mata, tapi banyak perkara babi lain yang takde kena mengena dengan peperiksaan pun akan buat satu rasa stress.. maka, situasi peperiksaan itu jangan disalahkan... it's always out of faulty... cuba buat takde apa-apa dan kau bagaikan akan selamat... ok!
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have you ever try to feel please in life? yes, i mean try... word that may tend to a feeling of pushing... don't be a pusher because i'm one of person to be pushed... to be exact, the only one... long sigh... aku pernah hidup dengan pura-pura kerana banyak telinga yang perlu aku jaga... mereka kata telinga mereka perlu dihormati berbanding telinga aku... whatever type of ears you are currently have, i have my own life way... boleh hormat seketika tak? boleh kan?... 
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i'm a fear of hurting.. how come if breaking the 'law' might let you simply feel so heaven? it can't ever be because people are none of ordinary people... they are pathetic in handling their own priorities... because they know, i will always feel please to have this damn patience from beginning... because they know, their future is a priority and mine is slightly will not exist... oh ok, kepala hotak kau!
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&lt;center&gt;................tekanan perasaan..............&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Mencuba:&lt;/b&gt; Kesabaran untuk mereka yang terlibat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Membenci:&lt;/b&gt; Mereka dan mereka yang terlibat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Mengharap:&lt;/b&gt; Belas kasihan dari mereka yang terlibat.&lt;br&gt;
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ada beberapa perkara, kau selalu termenung tanpa sebab. kerana kau ada masalah dengan 'pemadam kehidupan'... ada seorang cikgu saya pernah pesan, "cuba dengar bunyi air terjun untuk tenangkan kepala"... aku tidak selalunya berjumpa dengan air terjun.. aku kerap berjumpa dengan radio.... maka, bunyi music mampu tenangkan kepala aku buat masa ini selain dari solat... aku mula sedar, tak semua kata cikgu itu boleh diguna pakai dalam menyelesaikan masalah 'pemadam kehidupan' aku sendiri. 
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ada beberapa perkara, kau bersikap dingin dengan manusia lain. kerana kau sudah mula berkecil hati dan mula simpan rasa tidak senang seorang diri. ia mudah. kerana penyimpanan itu tidak pernah memungkiri janji. apa yang disimpan selalunya akan buat kau selalu termenung dan lebih suka berdiam diri. nampak tak dua perkara di atas adalah punca daripada bersikap dingin. tidak kisah bagaimana keadaan sekalipun, kau selalu bertolak ansur dengan diri sendiri dan bukan dengan sesiapa pun. 
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ada beberapa perkara, kau akan rasa sangat rendah diri:
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1- aku tidak pandai bermain gitar, jangan ajar aku sedikit pun.
&lt;br&gt;2- aku tidak mampu untuk menyanyi. maka, orang lain lebih layak dari aku.
&lt;br&gt;3- aku tidak kisah apa-apa pun. jangan bercakap dengan nada yang rendah pun dengan aku.
&lt;br&gt;4- aku kerap menangis, jangan peduli aku kerana aku sangat jengkel.
&lt;br&gt;5- aku tidak dewasa. aku kanak-kanak. 
&lt;br&gt;6- aku tidak pernah jujur kerana aku selalu dipanggil penipu.
&lt;br&gt;7- aku tidak muda. aku tua.
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ada beberapa perkara, kau tidak ambil peduli lagi dengan penjagaan... kerana kau sudah sampai di tahap kemampuan yang tidak lagi kuat... kekuatan mental manusia akan ada dua sahaja sifat semulajadi... samada ia sangat bagus atau sangat lemah... saya gembira apabila saya sangat lemah kerana saya akan usaha untuk menjadi sangat bagus dengan harapan 'semangat' akan sama membantu... tapi prinsip hidup aku selalu berbunyi, "jangan suka pada harapan kerana ia satu angan-angan hidup"... betul!
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-don't trust me. i'm a good liar indeed.&lt;br&gt;
-yes, i'm gay and please hate me.&lt;br&gt;
-i'm a fierce person, and i ain't sort of nice at all.&lt;br&gt;
-don't lay a trust on me. again, i am a liar ok. 
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;conclusion&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
do you have any problem with all these?? 
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sometimes i would rather to give a very short answers for every questions given from others who are always being sick of me when they started to feel i-need-a-truth-for-every-single-thing-that-seems-so-lying... here are certain answers that come from me..
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-fuck off. whatever.&lt;br&gt;
-might be i lied, oh sorry.&lt;br&gt;
-oh ok.&lt;br&gt; 
-thanks.&lt;br&gt;
-frustrated.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;conclusion&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i have a habit to talk too much... saying that whenever i started to talk too little, i conclude that, "hey people, you are already in trouble"... 
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orang kata John Mayer gay.. aku tak pernah kisah... dia main gitar sangat melekakan aku... i always love to read his life journal thru online as well... mungkin lah aku bagai gay juga... tahu tak ada sesetengah manusia dilahirkan dengan air muka yang sangat menyejukkan mata... and he's one of it... oh ok, my last word is give up!!
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kepada &lt;a href="http://ryokoichijo.blogspot.com/"&gt;ami&lt;/a&gt;, aku minta maaf aku sangat sibuk dengan beberapa kepelbagaian.. sayang kau!
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&lt;b&gt;Dahulu:&lt;/b&gt; aku motivasikan diri menggunakan idea yang datangnya dari seorang abah.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Sekarang:&lt;/b&gt; abah tiada banyak masa untuk beri aku sebarang idea.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kemahuan:&lt;/b&gt; kalau lah abah baca blog ini, mungkin dia akan beri aku idea baru.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-2372088934339223400?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2372088934339223400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2372088934339223400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/05/beberapa.html' title='beberapa'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4729088827039293099</id><published>2010-05-23T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T04:27:01.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s e l e s a i k a n'/><title type='text'>peraturan</title><content type='html'>usually i'm ignorant in doing things.. i mean the ignorance that i often have to make those things to be completely done in a good line of time... you know what's the best advice that myself repeatedly use to build up my own spirit??... "the disciplinary of life"... this is really killing my level of hardship... i recent faced a bulk of works in one time... you know what kind of close words to increase your belief for your own capability??... the feeling that seems like oh-don't-give-me-a-damn... wanting to be in comma for five days is always in my top mind... that was stupid... 
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therefore, i switch that stupid to think wiser than i used to... kesulitan itu sentiasa ada di mana-mana sahaja dalam setiap saat kehidupan... maka, jangan tambah perkara sulit yang lain agar tidak menjadi sangat sulit... aku benci pada perkataan sangat... ia membawa manusia kepada dua jenis sifat komited... bersungguh-sungguh atau bertindak bodoh... manusia akan hilang kawalan apabila stress... maka tindakan bodoh akan bermula... emosi akan pengaruhi setiap pergerakan fizikal dan mental... nampak tak besarnya efek 'sangat' itu pada diri manusia... 
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&lt;b&gt;Main Issue:&lt;/b&gt; I'm glad to have and use the organizer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Motive:&lt;/b&gt; The discipline is there.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The crap:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing, I'm happy with my very 'new squeeze'.
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apa arah tuju kau andai semua harapan kau semakin menghilang?? maka, semua perkara adalah tanpa tujuan... dan untuk apa mahu mencari arah bagi setiap perkara yang tidak lagi bertujuan??... manusia adalah pelakon kehidupan... sama juga di dalam filem dan drama.. pada mula cerita, semua watak pelakon tidak akan menunjukkan karektor yang sebenar... semuanya sangat nice dan baik-baik sahaja... dan apabila di akhir cerita, segala karektor tidak elok akan terbongkar... sama juga dengan kehidupan sebenar... bagaimana mahu beri kata 'realiti kehidupan' sedangkan manusia itu tidak real?? mereka hanya pelakon... 
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i started to wonder my belief... i'm strongly help myself by choosing 'enough' word... the willingness to stick to that enough is so poor.... emak often explain to me regarding to my fragility... i am her good follower to be in so fragile... by remembering this might remind me that, "yes ain, you are an actress as well sometimes".... aku mudah berdolak dalih dengan akal fikiran sendiri kerana aku sangat fragile... aku sangat lembut sedangkan fizikal aku penuh dengan kekasaran... fakta sendiri itu kadangkala memakan diri sendiri... kerana itu aku mencari satu lencana hidup yang tiada simbol pelakon iaitu tidak hanya nice di permulaan cerita dan gampang di akhir cerita hidup aku.... mungkin aku tidak layak mendapat lencana hidup... 
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&lt;br&gt; how come if i take thing along with a thought that could inspire my mind without changing my very first desire?? it should be okay then... i mean yes, it's supposedly... hmmm... i'm a hard person to handle my eagerness... that's the poorness of me... or sometimes i believe it's just a thing that could bring a person to feel oh-i'm-actually-good-with-this-and-that-and-such... kalau lah aku mampu beri kata lisan yang hampir sama dengan kata hati, aku mungkin boleh dapat lencana tersebut.... 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tahniah:&lt;/b&gt; untuk pertama kali pemisah setiap perenggan bukan pemisah cerita aku di dalam entry.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sebab:&lt;/b&gt; kerana setiap dari mereka adalah kisah yang berkait.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maka:&lt;/b&gt; kejayaan menulis dengan meriah!
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&lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; While waiting for Nadzirah.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, I slept in my car.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Why:&lt;/b&gt; Lack of consistency in sleeping.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;How:&lt;/b&gt; I insisted myself to be so nocturnal species.
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aku suka apabila iva sekarang semakin bijak bercakap... dia akan berlagak apabila berjaya dalam apa-apa jenis mainan dan berkata, "paktu, yes i did it!"... she loves to call me 'paktu' instead of 'maktu'... oh tak mengapa... pandangan kanak-kanak selalu berbeza.. dia fikir aku paksu terhebat... baiklah...
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&lt;img style="float:right;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2031/4531179993_a14706b282_o.jpg" width="492" height="269" alt="DSC_0023 copy" /&gt;ada manusia yang hidup dengan satu kesukaan pada sifat terbalik.. ia hanya bergantung pada kewarasan bagi setiap sifat terbalik yang diminati... maka,  mereka kerap berasa was-was apa jantina aku yang sebenar.. hanya dua suku kata iaitu perempuan tulen.. 
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i started to manage my sleeping... i've found a word of 'oh-babi-lah-sebab-tidur-aku-semakin-hilang'... sesuatu perkara tidak pernah hilang... ia hanya satu ujian untuk kau sedar apa itu penghargaan... have you ever knew that by doing one setting, it could help you in managing... set and manage... sekarang aku mula sedar, mengapa abah bersikap cool... the setting that he made is so random until he has a good management towards me... nampak tak di mana adanya kehilangan, sebenarnya ia satu ujian tidak bertulis asalkan kau tahu sistem 'set and manage'... now i could bring my own enforcement in everything... sebenarnya kau mampu belajar segala jenis sistem... itu sahaja...
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aku ada dua harta kesayangan, encik V dan cik kapok... tapi pernah juga kadangkala kau memiliki harta hanya kerana kepuasan dan bukan menggunakannya sepenuhnya.. maka, ia bertukar menjadi satu wasting... yes, because of i am a belonging-freak... i love to have everything that seem been listed in my interest list.. i love to learn every single thing though i ain't included in expertise at all... pretty enough that at least i could learn and have them partly and not entirely... then i talked to cik kapok internally, 'nanti-kau-akan-semakin-jauh-dengan-aku-kerana-aku-sibuk-untuk-merawat-encik-V-ok'... 
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as if they both could hear me so... so that they will know how much i love them both... hmmm... same goes to people... we live in a range of unexplainable persons... sometimes we couldn't bear to speak when they started to act and react as not as usual they are... at this very rare moment, we are trying to handle that surprise in such a way.. but i choose to give a self-talk.. so it could reduce my trying to handle those surprises anyways.. it's just a self-talk.. yes again, i will started to say "as if you could know and hear me so"... 
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oh ok the song below is a beautiful song that has been sang by beautiful singer along with a beautiful lyric.... i'm a fan of Kina Grannis... that's a name of this song singer anyways.. i adore her guitar playing... she just launched her album... here i have a long sigh and started to question myself why the album is not available in Malaysia... hmmm... cuba untuk nikmati lagu.....
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..............lasting peace...............&lt;/center&gt;
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tahu tak, kita dilahirkan dengan penuh ketidaksempurnaan... kita akan pilih jalan mudah di dalam hidup kerana kita bagai yakin kita sudah mencapai apa itu kesempurnaan... cuba merendahkan diri dalam setiap pandangan kau terhadap manusia lain kerana ia adalah satu kelengkapan untuk kau menjadi lebih sempurna.... aku hanya risau, sampai bila sesetengah manusia akan masih amalkan sifat memberi persepsi negatif pada manusia lain sedangkan mereka tidak tahu apa jalan kehidupan mereka sendiri pada masa akan datang?? cubalah untuk berfikir kerana ia mampu memberi efek yang kuat berbanding kau cuba untuk membuat kesimpulan yang tidak baik sahaja pada manusia di sekitar kau... cuba kadangkala tidak mengapa!
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&lt;center&gt;...............mudah...............&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Siapa:&lt;/b&gt; Mungkin mereka.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Bila:&lt;/b&gt; Kejap, beri masa untuk saya berfikir.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Mengapa:&lt;/b&gt; Tidak pasti.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;the peeps&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;
sejak minggu lepas aku tidak tahu mengapa banyak berfikir soal pemenang... aku mengkaji mengapa aku selalu menjadi pemenang nombor dua dan bukan nombor satu... tahu tak manusia suka rasa susah untuk kawal rasa ingin menang kerana takut tertinggal di belakang.. bagus, abah taught me how to be a winner... don't let yourself left far behind... bermotivasi dengan fikiran sendiri... tepuk tangan!! oh ok... i am not a loser.. i am just a winner though the inside is weeping... by letting them keep pointing the fault to you, still the win is in your very top list.. indeed!!
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;hedge your bets&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;
dad asked the 'certain persons'... hmm.. knowing that you have no chances to speak... also believing that you are just been trapped... so, yes you have nothing to defend... might can't be defended... i know how those 'certain' were hedging their bets... in less talk, a very thank you for burying me alive just like this... a lot!!
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;fact and fate&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;
"don't try to hide the fact while running from life fate"...&lt;br&gt;
i know how easy to you to hold this fucking phrase to release the facts... kadangkala manusia terlalu menjaga banyak perkara sehingga mereka tidak kisah pada penjagaan lagi pada sesetengah masa... tahu atau tidak, gigi saya masih terjaga dengan hebat... hmmm... all are beyond my hands.. i'll pray for your very desire bliss... with no worries, the forgiveness is willingly given to you... that's it!!
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&lt;center&gt;..............penghargaan...........&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Has:&lt;/b&gt; the cruelty&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Have:&lt;/b&gt; the tears&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Had:&lt;/b&gt; it's ok
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-2301057555024767579?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2301057555024767579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2301057555024767579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiga-perkara.html' title='tiga perkara!'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1753501378708537746</id><published>2010-03-23T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:59:50.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s o - s t u p i d'/><title type='text'>tinggal</title><content type='html'>i have lack of consistency in everything... that's a weakness.. but my strength is "i am not a problem developer among my kesayangan"... thing that you could be seen in proper talk may help you avoid with the title of 'problem developer among kesayangan'... hmmm... quite a long time that i never make some updates here... because the weakness was there... i mean, 'lack of consistency to keep updating the bajusemalam'... naahhh.. actually that wasn't my really point in my few seconds ago anyway... some say to me, "you own too much of pleasure"... then i added a cruel words in that statement, "but myself only own a stupid envy with those pleasure you had".... actually the added words i created is only for my relief since i can't stand anymore in certain part of things.. bad revenge from my very surroundings... what the hell yuck...
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i am a winner but i am not at the first place of winner... i just made this conclusion since i did own research bout my all achievements... i could be a winner.. but i only could be at the second place of those wins... when i was kid, i love to join a drawing competition.. but i always be a second winner.. the first place to me was so rarely... yeah, rarely.. means, i could only reach that first when i'm the only one being so competent with what i tend to achieve... hmmm... why you love to be a first place winner?? because you are creating a new hope to life... by putting a high expectation on yourself, it won't bring you a word of succeed if you lay the stupid wasting onto it... so, i just want to be a winner without worrying which place that i will get.. i am ordinary and i am not the best but i am still a winner.. that's it..
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in few months back, i often said "put me out of misery".... and now, yes life is so miserable... indeed...
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&lt;br&gt;"i mean without a list of an ideas, i'd rather to die"
&lt;br&gt;"i speak to them with a piece of confidence"
&lt;br&gt;"knowing the last part won't take you in part of perfection at all"
&lt;br&gt;"start with an A, then it could be a Z at your very ending"
&lt;br&gt;"face is a physical view of people"
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oh i might have a reason for all crappy quotes above... by laying myself on the sofa, the matter that might be considered in serious world is apparently come clean... try to sort out some truth as rely on own deeds.. how good and worst you are really at.. person often point the lost to you, but you are actually doing the same thing on them... so, could you please clear me some with all these... the endless of conclusion... i am a good traveler in dreaming... i dream a special money... that's it!
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&lt;b&gt;Utama:&lt;/b&gt; Banyak hari tidak dengar suara emak.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Sampingan:&lt;/b&gt; Banyak hari tidak keluar dan bersosial.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4287485743319868061?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4287485743319868061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4287485743319868061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/02/linkungan.html' title='linkungan'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4940654639267532058</id><published>2010-02-03T03:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:10:07.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s e d a r'/><title type='text'>rub</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4325791157_bb7aa19467_o.jpg" width="200" height="370" alt="DSC_0971" align="left"/&gt;everything that you have today might not be so stay or included in 'your fine life' forever.. neither you are good in handling them nor you are often in luckiness person, the up and down are everywhere.. things that usually undesirable may come and go without giving a hint.. or maybe it becomes so linger unreasonably... yeah, the meaningless of accomplishment in your life... the giggle i made is a witness of your drown someday... who knew.. i smile with all that pal.. ok... hmmm... why the picture beside has been grabbed?... nothing... but this hair is kind of inspiration for me to be so girly... showing the person that i used to be who was living without a 'burn' routine also with an appropriate life line indeed... hmm.. if the possible is always there, why the useless things are in my choosing?... too busy to seek the wins... saya dah kehabisan sekatan masa untuk setiap perkara...
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&lt;center&gt;...................ribut....................&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Rules:&lt;/b&gt; Biasa&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Actions:&lt;/b&gt; Biasa&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Implications:&lt;/b&gt; Luar Biasa&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4940654639267532058?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4940654639267532058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4940654639267532058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/02/rub.html' title='rub'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-8056761160772344742</id><published>2010-01-30T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:57:16.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t i r i n g'/><title type='text'>boleh juga</title><content type='html'>have you ever try to heal everything with writing? yeah, myself is always.. either you could see the solution or the worse effect at your very end words, you haven't seen in reluctant to write at all.. to be specific, you are actually never in reluctant to write!... mom taught me how to find a good meal in a good way... ok by depending the stability of your penny may lead you to eat a good meal, i could say it's a crap thingy.. the dependent point might be not in exaction.. the good way here may means "i eat before i starving"... erghhh... in a less talk, i was bred by doing a thing without insistence of my surrounds including myself... kau mencari makanan dalam keadaan yang tidak normal kerana kau memang sudah kebulur untuk makan... perut memaksa kau untuk makan... benarlah apabila kau mencari sedikit ketenangan sedangkan fikiran masih di tahap celaru... pemaksaan fikiran terhadap diri sendiri untuk mencari satu ketenangan... maka, setiap penulisan mampu membuat kau bagai aku-tak-kisah-apa-yang-difikir-dan-ditulis-masih-menjadi-isu-untuk-aku-terus-larikan-diri-dari-masalah-hidup..
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&lt;center&gt;............percubaan...........&lt;/center&gt;
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i plan to have a wig since almost every week i cut the hair without a good sense.. or in exact meaning, i do own some plans with them... maka, biar lah... same goes to when i started mumble myself regarding to this poor room.. maka, perubahan akan bermula.. pernah tak kadangkala kau mahu membuat kawalan tapi hanya boleh disempurnakan dengan satu ketawa sahaja.. i call it numb!
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kelmarin adalah hari paling hebat! 
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&lt;b&gt;Pertama:&lt;/b&gt; Elok.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kedua:&lt;/b&gt; Sempurna.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Pilihan:&lt;/b&gt; Kedua.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-8358319724297272969?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8358319724297272969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/8358319724297272969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/01/jemi-itu-teruja.html' title='jemi itu teruja'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-2105289272862365771</id><published>2010-01-10T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:26:11.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t r o u b l e s o m e'/><title type='text'>belonging</title><content type='html'>there are two main words in recent days.. why i only own these two words?.. maybe because they're a very keyword of my day... sometimes this could bring some pros and cons to your life fact.. i am trying to make some laugh... but the seriousness in books never been completely done... what a sigh!!... sink or swim, you have to set back your book rules.. again, sigh!!
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pendek&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
akal yang semakin pendek untuk berfikir.. membuat keputusan tanpa rasa apa itu baik buruk dalam apa yang kau pilih.. dan akhirnya memberi rasa, "tak salah kalau aku tidak buat macam tu bukan?".... manusia juga kadangkala tidak bijak berfikir dan bertindak walhal namanya ainbijak... rambut yang semakin pendek apabila musim peperiksaan bermula.. sikap semulajadi apabila runsing itu menjadi perkara utama dalam kepala sendiri... boleh juga kata, "kerana rambut itu paling dekat dengan kepala"... kenapa tidak potong telinga sahaja bukan.. kerana itu juga anggota paling dekat dengan kepala.. kewarasan...
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;keutamaan&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
mengabaikan keutamaan kerana terlalu pentingkan soal yang kurang utama... peperiksaan bermula, tapi keutamaannya masih tertinggal di kantin sekolah... soal buku dan pelajaran.... dan soal si emping jagung... mengapa perlu punyai akal yang pendek dalam soal ini... perlu meletakkan sesuatu yang lebih utama di tempat yang lebih baik... soal keutamaan kepada tuhan.... dan ini mula rasa, "saya rindukan apa yang baik-baik dalam diri saya sendiri"...
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i am wondering when even the keywords never give me a hint of smiling anymore in my future... the thing that never been appreciated will cleanly disappear without leaving a good effect to you... don't shatter the trust because someone will begin some sick... hmmm... to heal some sadness, i could say, the wonderful feeling when you have a word of family within your surrounds.. 
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&lt;center&gt;.........................imjan.........................&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-2105289272862365771?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2105289272862365771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/2105289272862365771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/01/belonging.html' title='belonging'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-4069124737170455096</id><published>2010-01-08T02:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:36:12.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t i a d a'/><title type='text'>smooth</title><content type='html'>i just began the write.. emphasizing that this is my first entry of this year.. so, selamat menjadi semakin dewasa.. deep meaning... by doing your fake big eyes won't make you feel to stick to okay feeling anymore.. am i so redundant with previous entry? the answer is like-i-care... hmmm.... i assume that everything could be as easy as how you separate the egg yolk in baking one sweet cake... yeah, slightly yes if it comes with own creativity... how the specialty of you able to create a good ends... handle it and reach its good end without a cube of doubt... hmm... i have my bad habit by asking and answering myself with uncertainty words.. so, these four are included... at least, you read your mind with your good attitude... seriously...
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why the age is being kind of matter to current thought?&lt;br&gt;
because you are a good worrier.
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what's left behind that really haunt you so?&lt;br&gt;
my very life concentration.
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what's your motivation by doing this?&lt;br&gt;
numb, sigh.. weeping. 
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your last word?&lt;br&gt;
cut a crap and just be so normal.
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&lt;center&gt;.............lepas...............&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-4069124737170455096?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4069124737170455096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/4069124737170455096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2010/01/smooth.html' title='smooth'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-1054915322456559238</id><published>2009-12-30T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:31:54.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t u k u l - b e s i'/><title type='text'>pintu pagar</title><content type='html'>i've questioned myself with "why you feel refuse to write within this very lately?"... you have to know that sometimes everything won't provide you an answer... i conclude myself with "i am a good silent in my very certain time"... aku bukan senang mahu letak perkara tiada sebab di bajusemalam... everything will giving me a good meaning... erghh... to be exact, that good should be replaced with huge.. maka, ain adalah besar-besar sahaja penulisannya.. hmmm... pernah tak kadangkala kau malas mengejar semangat yang sudah tiada, tapi mahu atau tidak, kejaran kau semakin tidak bertujuan dan motif.. saya bukan hebat dalam penceritaan.. nampak tak apabila kau menulis tanpa permulaan yang baik atau tiada pembukaan cerita yang lebih tepat, tapi kau terus bercerita soal kau sendiri tanpa hirau pemahaman manusia lain... i always say, "ini bukan ainbijak kalau tidak lintang pukang begini rupanya"... aku memang manusia kaut.. bercakap soal sendiri lebih kacak daripada kau bercakap soal mereka-mereka yang jengkel... 
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perjanjian tak sepatutnya diwujudkan... maka, aku tutup sebelah mata untuk semua tu... gambar di bawah ini hebat kerana semuanya terang.. kalau lah terang itu betul-betul milik saya, saya akan lebih waras dari sekarang ini... emak kata, jangan lari dan hilang kerana dua perkara ini tidak sihat... tidak kisah bangsat atau apa sekalipun, aku memang selalu tidak sihat dan jatuh sakit... tuhan beri saya penebusan dosa dengan kesakitan....
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...........mari pengsan.........&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Pagi:&lt;/b&gt; Garam&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Tengah hari:&lt;/b&gt; Tiada&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Petang:&lt;/b&gt; Banyak&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Malam:&lt;/b&gt; Apa perubahan?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821640173702324215-1054915322456559238?l=bajusemalam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1054915322456559238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821640173702324215/posts/default/1054915322456559238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajusemalam.blogspot.com/2009/12/pintu-pagar.html' title='pintu pagar'/><author><name>a . i . n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01323398217893530232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_z9HI4gc_U/TOkxceX3WSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KCDyewTtuwA/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821640173702324215.post-2839491236326698581</id><published>2009-12-21T04:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:13:48.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b a r u'/><title type='text'>seize</title><content type='html'>sometimes you know how to grab a thing without a good insight.. the power of deceiving could lead you to be more sick than you supposed to be.. so, i don't really mind if i assume that some parts can be seen in blindness... living in high proud to yourself, then you will also know how to give an appreciation to yourself.. by comparing to give a love to others, sometimes we so believe that it seems so endless which is it's extremely never... this is the thing that i am pretty sure to say "yes, i agree"... hmmm... ok... i love the song below.. the person that dedicated me this song is so meaningful to myself... maybe i just started to be in flying... 
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song title:&lt;/b&gt; If you want me
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..............malas..............&lt;/center&gt;
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the collage always soothes my cognitive bad thoughts.. i could take medicines for fever and coughing.. but with a lack of realization, sometimes i couldn't beat my brains out in everything.. i remind myself either stick to the usual track or lost in the dark mist... erghh... preference must be always 'let it be'... see, it always none of options given because ain is a good runner... hmmm.... aku belajar jika nyamuk akan betul hilang dari mata kasar nanti.. sesuatu yang berat untuk disimpan seorang sendiri... cuba tidak mengapa.... lari juga tidak mengapa..... senyum......
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&lt;center&gt;..........b &amp; m.............&lt;/center&gt;
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