<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:33:33.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you are reading, thank you. if you are not, who cares? http://www.myspace.com/theaiman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-7373338321447514181</id><published>2009-06-07T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:34:36.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merepek</title><content type='html'>yes, maybe aku merepek dengan posts2 aku kat bawah ni.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin some of people would care, but i dont really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap baris yang aku taip pon aku lakukan dengan penoh yakin. muka confident yang amat pasti ada, timbul plak kerut2 kat dahi menandakan bahawa aku sangat-sangat maksudkan apa yang aku sampaikan tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp kadang-kadang kenapa still ada manusia yang tak puas ati? kenapa still ada yang nak complain? siapa diorang? aku siapa? bkn makcik diorang. aku bukan maid diorang. jauh sekali pencukur rumput halaman rumah diorang. tp kenape kacau aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak paham, tangan ada dua, org cacat pun ada tangan satu; tak penah lagi aku jumpa org cacat ada tangan tiga atau empat. tp bila ada dua tangan, kenapa tak hargai? kenapa sibuk nak pertikai apa yang aku smpaikan kat sini?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, dunia ni mmg tak adil, kadang-kadang kita tak nampak apa yang berdiri kat depan mata kita, tapi kita sebuk kejar apa yang berlari di hujung dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi orang tu, biar lah jadi orang. jangan jadi orang yang tak serupa orang. yang di benci orang. aku maybe tak dapat nak puaskan hati semua kawan-kawan aku, tapi aku tak pernah kesah smua tu. sebab kawan-kawan aku tak pernah cuba nak puas kan hati aku. bila aku pikir, aku biarkan. sbb, bukan kerana kubur nanti kita asing-asing berehat, tapi sebab, makan nanti; mulut masing-masing. org kata; hidup kat dunia sementara, memang sementara. so kenapa perlu amik berat perkara yang tak penting? kenapa perlu besarkan perkara remeh?&lt;br /&gt;ah, tak perlu kesah. biarkan saje diorang ni jadi kulat. kerak atas nasi. mungkin perlu ada air yang banyak untuk melembutkan mereka. jgn kisah. jgn pedulik. satu hari biarkan mereka tahu, siapa kita; siapa mereka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-7373338321447514181?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/7373338321447514181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/merepek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/7373338321447514181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/7373338321447514181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/merepek.html' title='merepek'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-7483145617351837641</id><published>2009-06-07T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:28:32.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger</title><content type='html'>again, i'm not a good writer or blogger. i'm very amature in this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;i have just started writing blog for less than a month. personally, i think that blog is something about what you've been thinking of; you're sharing with people who wants to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading yesterday paper today, and there's a section; Petra is a criminal. if you don't know him, let me tell you who is him. he is a normal blogger, just like me or maybe you. what makes him a criminal is, he wrote in something that maybe sensitive to somebody where i found that it's not. he talked a lot about Altantuya's murderer through his blog; "Lets send Altantuya Murderer To Hell" which is i think,  it's not a sin. he doesn't really pointing at anybody; but maybe it just that some of VVIP's name is stated through his blog, he suddenly labelled as a criminal because of accusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did Petra labelled as a criminal actually? is it because of the VVIP? to make an example, will you been sent to jail if you accuses me anything i didn't do? NO. because i am nobody. i couldnt do anything to you. i don't have the caliber. i don't have anything. i'm not one of the VVIP. that's the differences it'll make. sometimes i wondered, what are these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;democration are politics. why are everything have things to do with the politics?&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to bear with it? who are we? who are they? they won't be there if we're not here. oh, please wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-7483145617351837641?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/7483145617351837641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/7483145617351837641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/7483145617351837641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger.html' title='blogger'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-6886998038111932178</id><published>2009-06-07T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:09:15.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back writing.</title><content type='html'>hello readers, i am back writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been 7 days since my last posts; been busy with works; plus, not feeling very well. i think panadol actifast works my fever out.&lt;br /&gt;i am currently in padang besar, perlis and i swear, the weather here is really burning. sometimes ive been thinking about people who came here, if i were them, i would rather choose to just stay at home on saturday and sunday; having a nice conversation with girlfriends, online or either sleep than go to this kind of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i agree that in padang besar you can find lot of thing such as merchandises, clothes and so on; the cheapest price you'll get in here. talking about things their sell, to be one of the people who lived in kl state, its been a pleasure for me because i can compare the price; one which is sell in padang besar, and which is sell in kl. there'll be a lot of difference with the price, but still using the same quality and material; or even it is the same thing. but, to look in different aspects; why do you have to travel like 6-7 hours, just to get rm20 discounts where it'll takes you 400miles away, and you've to fill your petrol for rm200+ maybe? plus, you won't get a good place to park your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not i'm being positive about vacation places in malaysia, but i've been everywhere in the state, so i think this is one of the worst place to be at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-6886998038111932178?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/6886998038111932178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6886998038111932178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6886998038111932178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-writing.html' title='back writing.'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-6448418351662141627</id><published>2009-06-01T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:05:35.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back on track</title><content type='html'>aku ade penyakit! bkn h1n1 tp penyakit susah tdo malam. shyt. i shudve work on this earlier, tapi entah la. i thought its not serious, but since aku perlu kerja pagi today, so i think i shud sleep early yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ah iye, mmg aku da cuba bercinta lebey awal dengan tilam dan bantal, but then diorang cam takbley nak terima dan cuma menganggap aku memainkan perasaan mereka. oh c'mon guys, i need to sleep! around 11pm, aku da mule menggomol setiap inci bantal aku tapi still, and still cam ade satu tiupan di telinga kiri mengatakan aku tidak perlu tidur lagi. dengan muke slamber badak, for almost 4 hours aku cam menonggeng ke kiri dan kanan; pose utk jadi cover URTV next month. and, i dont know how; tapi finally, borang permohonan untuk aku tidur akhirnya diluluskan malaikat mimpi and aku tertidur around 4am. goooooooooshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i need to wake up around 5am. tp since aku tdo pon kol 4am, aku rase takde la comel mane pon muke aku mase matikan alarm hp aku tu. dengan berhempas pulas, penoh yakin dan efisyen aku menuju ke toilet yang aku rase tempat yang paleng ngeri nak dilawati pade mase-mase pagi camni. suddenly bila smpai depan tab tu, aku tetibe teringat psl orang2 yang selalu tak dpt cukup air kat africa, zimbabwe and negara-negara dibawah cahaya matahari tu. so aku bercadangan utk just jimatkan air, bagi menghargai mereka yang serba daif. jadi, aku hanya menggosok gigi dan mencuci muka sahaje pagi tadi. betollaaaaaaa. aku ksian kat diorang aje. so tanak la rugi2 air lagi. kang balek keje for sure nak mandi lagi. pastu nak tdo. pas bangon nak mandi lagi. see, berape kali seorang manusia bernafsu binatang cam aku ni mandii. euw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;permulaan hari ini agak baek, aku agak perasan bahawa aku seorang lelaki cina yang sangat wangi, since mata aku pon cam agak kemalu maluan nak terbuka akibat barah kurang tdo aku alami lately, ber-aroma-kan deodorant rexona women silver colour, half dozen perfume spray. aku senyum pada every each of my officemate. and i know, they don't realized yang sebenarnya aku kurang bermandi tadi pagi. haha, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sitting here, telling you guys on how tak malu nye aku. pedulik apa? haha ;D&lt;br /&gt;now i'm looking forward for a breakfast. ergh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-6448418351662141627?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/6448418351662141627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-on-track.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6448418351662141627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6448418351662141627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-on-track.html' title='back on track'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-8418926552777507442</id><published>2009-05-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:20:09.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>please notice that :</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I DONT WANT TO BE ANYBODY's BESTFRIEND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-8418926552777507442?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/8418926552777507442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/please-notice-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;fuck you so much.&lt;br /&gt;yes, fuck you right back.&lt;br /&gt;why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;you don't belong here.&lt;br /&gt;please go.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-5479064302233787895?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/5479064302233787895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/fcuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5479064302233787895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5479064302233787895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/fcuk.html' title='FCUK.'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-88852031044142057</id><published>2009-05-29T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:42:16.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mayy :(</title><content type='html'>current song : november rain&lt;br /&gt;current mood : so-so&lt;br /&gt;current weather : raining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't really like this kinda feeling where i have to cope between reality and fantasy. living alone in this creepy house doesn't make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ive been thinking about years back, where i am nobody; totally nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have big family; i don't have the laughter where kids should have when they're young. but i am glad that i raised well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes the feeling flattered away, i just couldnt think much. i have been through the goods and bads, knowing every kind of people. i just can't stop making horrible impression from their looks, the way their talks. i just felt that they're a super clown who're trying to find way enjoying the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, there's nothing elses more to be thinking of; eventhough there is, i wouldnt want to care. i want to stop. this is me, enuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-88852031044142057?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/88852031044142057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/88852031044142057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/88852031044142057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayy.html' title='mayy :('/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-457392525833087394</id><published>2009-05-28T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:39:19.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking to the mirror :D</title><content type='html'>hellooo craps.&lt;br /&gt;passion aku pada bulan ini adalah haiwan tersebut :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexandre Christie Black Steel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier this month i was planning to buy haiwan ni utk dipelihara, tapi since aku tak mampu kerana harga nya agak sexy, aku cam batalkan niat aku dan hanya menternak seekor &lt;strong&gt;Swatch 007 Collection&lt;/strong&gt;. but, sorry lah aku tak dapat nak give you guys the picture sbb internet aku kelihatan agak lembap dan aku cam da give up nak tunggu2 dia load page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, ini adalah kali pertame aku terjebak dengan virus berjam tangan ni sebab aku sblom ni pon mcm tak pernah kesah pon dengan jam, sebab motor aku ade jam, kerete ade jam, hp pon ade jam. kwn2 aku ade jam. kat traffic light ade jam. kat petronas and shell pon ade jam. kat kedai kak na pon ade jam. so everybody ade jam, so kenape aku perlu ade jam? lagipon sume org tak penah kedekot bila aku tanye pkol brape. and bila aku ade jam pon aku agak serabut kepala sebab org yg takde jam plak akan tanye aku pkol brape. bullshit! beli sendiri ah weh! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw aku baru perasan this lately, aku mcm banyak gile tengok movie. mmg extra outrageous la bile aku tgk movie. haha. since i was young pon aku cam takde langsung intention nak tgk2 movie nih. where there's still a piracy, why don't we support them? at least they have efforts on somebody elses efforts. bahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syurga cinta. freedom for terra; aku tak sure sangat tajok nye. night at the museum. angels vs demons. tp thx god, cerita2 tersebut tak membosankan and, seriously they are perfect. syurga cinta berjaye buat aku cam ala-ala touching la kan. tp best ah.ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu sahaja dong! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-457392525833087394?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-742663772513821780</id><published>2009-05-28T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:28:02.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>well, normally aku akan sentiasa ada masalah utk letak title utk every each of new post. tapi since aku tau nobody cares abt the title, so i just cope with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi pon takde ape sangat aku nak made up this time, semalam pon ive been busy and tired gile. and hari aku sbelom tdo semalam di tambah pulak dengan kekalahan manchester united di kaki Lionel Messi dan juga Samuel Eto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, talking abt the game, barcelona mmg played well yesterday, with they controlling the possesion for the 90 minutes, mmg obvious that man utd couldnt score at all. anyway, congratulation to barcelona's fans who is reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up this morning; 1622hrs(i called it morning). i realized something is missing where i dont know what, who or where. things hasn't been good, i just can't cope with everything lately. i just couldnt bear to do so. maybe it is because of the weather; where i know there's nothing to do with the weather. bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a life. i need new life.&lt;br /&gt;i have found one. the one i'm having now.&lt;br /&gt;but all i gotta do now is,&lt;br /&gt;get back on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-742663772513821780?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/742663772513821780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/untitled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/742663772513821780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/742663772513821780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-3133326336413990100</id><published>2009-05-27T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:52:33.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired;;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-3133326336413990100?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/3133326336413990100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/3133326336413990100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/3133326336413990100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-tired.html' title='super tired;;'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-2698986892325531340</id><published>2009-05-26T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:54:11.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moan-day.</title><content type='html'>well, it's kinda tiring day yesterday, i woke up on 7, drove myself to penang.&lt;br /&gt;ergh, since it is a HAVE TO DO thing, so i just bear with it. well, driving tu takdela sepenat yang disangka, but if you had a backache, not feeeling well and migraine, sure it will be worst driving alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, talking about driving to penang, the journey pon not quite boring when there's a funny car without doors yang aku jumpe somewhere in kulim. aku memula cam agak pelik bila kelihatan kete ni berbogel, tp bile aku lalu sebelah, the driver and all the passengers cam muke gile yakin memandu dan menumpang. sometimes aku pelik jugak, mcm mana manusia-manusia ni bole buat muka keras yang takde org akan kesah diorg memandu kete tanpa pintu ni. tp aku just tak berapa bother sangat pasal diorang ni, sbb aku assumed yang diorang ni in the middle of drama's shoot kot. so aku just tekan pedal minyak mitsubishi wira aku tu. ehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainya aku kat tol penanti tu, selepas bayar duit tol kat &lt;strong&gt;nur azilawati&lt;/strong&gt;, dia punye senyum mmg grade A, terbaik dari ladang tenusu bhaii. tak lame lepas tu, lepas aku buat muke mcm nak mintak phone number, aku pon tekan pedal minyak, and suddenly, &lt;em&gt;baaaammm!&lt;/em&gt;. ah shit. kete aku kne langgar. aku pon keluar dengan muke marah tp comel, still dengan mengenggam penumbok. at first aku ingat nak bawak aku punye stereng lock so bole aku gunekan petua-petua taekwando gune senjata mase aku skola dlu; tapi aku pendamkan aje hasrat amarah aku tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sblom aku sempat keluarkan kata-kata kesat yang aku belajar hasil dari pergaulan tak sihat tu, die dah maki aku dlu. &lt;em&gt;"lu bangang ka bodo? cibai la. abis wa punya kereta!"&lt;/em&gt;. aku still buat muka siti nurhaliza aku lagi. manis je aku senyum. pastu aku jwb dengan gaya balada, &lt;em&gt;"apa pasal saya bodo? apa pasal bukan lu yang bodo? lu yang langgar gua!"&lt;/em&gt;. dan akhirnya dia menyuraikan keadaan dengan kata-kata tersebut, &lt;em&gt;"lu bodoh. sebab apa pasal lu masok gear reverse teros jalan lepas bayar tol? saya ada belakang mesti kena lu hentam wa punya kereta.nasib baek takda apa2"&lt;/em&gt;. oh akhirnye aku sedar, senyuman nur azilawati tadi sebenarnya mmg membunoh. mmg membunoh. aku sendiri tak prasan bila aku masok gear reverse, tapi itu lah hakikat nya. haha :D so aku just continue the journey dengan mata yang sangat2 segar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-2698986892325531340?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/2698986892325531340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/moan-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/2698986892325531340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/2698986892325531340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/moan-day.html' title='moan-day.'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-4283150609820494665</id><published>2009-05-24T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T05:35:37.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terime kasih pekerjaan ..</title><content type='html'>tadi aku cam baru lepas menyucikan kenderaan2 aku kat luar tu and suddenly aku dok temenung and terpk. mampu gak akhirnya aku memiliki menatang alah due ekor kat depan nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tetibe terrefreshen otak aku balek mase zaman dulu, bile aku stil skola, aku cam jahat + nakal tahap mami monster; aku tak reti eja mami tu okey? aku tatau la nak kate aku ni jahat cemane, tp skolah aku dlu kat toilet die ade cam org yang jage. makcik indon tu aku tatau la plak name aku, sbb die cam tak bes pon utk dikenali, but everytime bile aku nak gi toilet ayat yang aku akan terime dari mulot die is, &lt;em&gt;"eh, datang lagi budak setan ni"&lt;/em&gt;. so naseb baek la aku ni jenis hati penoh gergaji, so takde la nak touching2 sangat ngan ayat makcik yang tak disahkan lagi pasport lawatan sosial die nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the story, dengan kejahatan aku zaman2 dulu tu, tak sangka aku skarang da ade keje, which keje ni mmg boley tanggung idop aku smpai aku tua nanti since aku bekerja dengan goverment. aku rase cam thankful gile-gile kat ibu aku yang bile marah aku je aku akan kate, &lt;em&gt;"makcik ni mmg ske bebel eh?"&lt;/em&gt; and she will ended up buat tak reti je ngan aku. haha. well, makcik kamsiah ni mmg ibu yang terbaek sepanjang zaman la. aku akan make sure juara lagu tahun ni ibu aku menang anugerah ibu termacho dan terpasrah selamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm looking forward utk belikan rumah utk beliau. nak belikan rumah besar. rumah besarrrr. sbb last 2 years, aku ade beli kan something macam model rumah made by wood. sangat cantek model rumah itew and ibu kelihatan happy dengan sindiran, &lt;em&gt;"tak dapat umah batu, umah kayu pon jadi laa"&lt;/em&gt;. namun, aku tidak putus asa, akan ku buktikan padamu kekasih setiaku bahawa ku akan binakan kau sebuah rumah yang tiada kayu langsung material nye! hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berikut adalah aset ku :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020sMOxlKzDUAP2yjzbkF/SIG=12dcrno5d/EXP=1243253900/**http%3A//paultan.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/cpi_gtr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 380px;" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020sMOxlKzDUAP2yjzbkF/SIG=12dcrno5d/EXP=1243253900/**http%3A//paultan.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/cpi_gtr.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/3255124418_af718d6cbd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 380px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/3255124418_af718d6cbd.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, aku takde real picture for my both assets since diorang pon cam pemalew sket bila nak begambar, so i took picture of them from the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-4283150609820494665?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/4283150609820494665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/terime-kasih-pekerjaan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/4283150609820494665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/4283150609820494665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/terime-kasih-pekerjaan.html' title='terime kasih pekerjaan ..'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-8708747337017565379</id><published>2009-05-24T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T05:11:12.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obses</title><content type='html'>saye rase saye bakal mengguriskan perasaan segelintir yang membace, tp who cares kan?&lt;br /&gt;this is my blog and i'm writing whatever yang aku rase aku nak taip. besides, somebody told me that what i wrote is interesting and make senses. so, aku tak berape kesah pon ape kau org nak kate ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, obses ni cam something yang basically mmg ramai org tau and sedar. tapi saje buat-buat tak sedar and buat-buat tak kisah. obsession kite terhadap something/somebody sometimes membuat kan kita telampau kelihatan bodo. bkn kelihatan comel. tapi bodo. paham bodo? oo paham. mmg bodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setakat &lt;strong&gt;research&lt;/strong&gt; yang aku buat setakat ni, obses yang paleng aku tak minat, and pada aku sangat tak patut adalah obses utk kurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0206mNxlKZ_sAAtijzbkF/SIG=13c6fm17n/EXP=1243253030/**http%3A//i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk277/locko_74/FatGirl_FatFriday_Swimsuit_10Nov-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0206mNxlKZ_sAAtijzbkF/SIG=13c6fm17n/EXP=1243253030/**http%3A//i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk277/locko_74/FatGirl_FatFriday_Swimsuit_10Nov-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, pade aku org yang obses utk kurus ni sebenarnya diorang ade satu perasaan yang tak bersyukur dlm hati diorang. utk apa kita nk ubah apa yang kita da jadi? malew? malew sebok gemok? eeee gemok die wek wek. gemok gemok. org ejek? pade aku, bile gemok ni ade due je sintom; same ade kite cukop makan @ kurang exercise. so aku rase kalo gemok sebab cukop mkn, korang patut rase berbangge sebab aku rase berjuta lagi orang lain yang tak hidup kat malaysia atau yg mmg da terpacak kat bumi malaysia ni, nak sangat cukop mkn, dan nk sangat gemuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korang rase, korang sanggup ke ditukarkan utk duduk ke africa; dlm idup yang serba kedaifan dan cam tak cukup makan pakai? and biar diorang pulak yang duduk kat malaysia, menikmati ape yang kau orang nikmati sekarang? i bet, nobody yang akan berani utk buat camtu. sbab ape? obses utk kurus kan? so, aku cabar utk korang buat camtu utk buktikan betape obses nya kau org terhadap menda alah nie. and lagipon, kalau korang nak tau, tak semestinya nak jadi pengurus company besar korang perlu jadi kurus. abes tu kalo gemok plak? bole jadi pengemok company je la? wtf? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so point aku kat sini, tak perlu kot korang rase nak sangat beriya-riya tak makan nasi, tak makan malam, tak makan hati di sebabkan obsession korang yang sangat merepek ni. so it would be better kalo korang rase korang gemok, and korang bagi orang lain gemok sama. so different nye takkan kelihatan. chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-8708747337017565379?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/8708747337017565379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/obses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8708747337017565379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8708747337017565379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/obses.html' title='obses'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-5539405710626219155</id><published>2009-05-24T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T05:17:18.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keroncongggg</title><content type='html'>nak cite psl smlm pon cam aku mmg da malas la kan sbb nothing interesting pon smlm.&lt;br /&gt;aku bangon pon cam ala-ala lewat gak; kol 3 petang sumthing like dat. and there was azrul sitting next to my bed wishing &lt;em&gt;"morning aimon"&lt;/em&gt; dengan penoh rase kasih sayang. aku rase terharu petang tu dengan kata-kata perli dia tu and aku pon teros nyanyi lagu &lt;em&gt;terima kaseh&lt;/em&gt; dari kumpulan &lt;strong&gt;wings&lt;/strong&gt; utk dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so selesai lagu tu, kitorg pon pura-pura cam tade ape-ape terjadi, aku pon teros bangon and menuju puncak bilek mandi. abes-abes mandi aje, tetibe aku rase cam cacing-cacing dlm perot aku da &lt;em&gt;misscalled&lt;/em&gt; banyak kali mintak disuapkan makanan. so aku cam menurut kehendak diorang je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on the way pegi makan tu, aku terserempak ngan satu makhluk yang sangat sexy pada pandangan mata aku. putih dan sangat gebu. aku sangat tertarik. aku cam poyo2 amek la gambar die kan. ade la 3-4 guni kodak hp aku abes sbb amek gamba dia. and finally aku decided utk dapatkan beliau. yeeeeeeee! akan ku dapatkan beliau suatu hari nanti! berikut adalah satu daripade gambar beliau : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020n2DRlKEmQA4eSjzbkF/SIG=126k8k186/EXP=1243242358/**http%3A//www.nissan.com.sg/images/NissanSylphyDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 550px;" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020n2DRlKEmQA4eSjzbkF/SIG=126k8k186/EXP=1243242358/**http%3A//www.nissan.com.sg/images/NissanSylphyDS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo sesape boley tlg aku dapatkan cengkerik putih atas ni; aku janji aku akan mencintai kau seumur idop! tak kire lelaki atau perempuannn haha ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-5539405710626219155?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/5539405710626219155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/nak-cite-psl-smlm-pon-cam-aku-mmg-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5539405710626219155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5539405710626219155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/nak-cite-psl-smlm-pon-cam-aku-mmg-da.html' title='keroncongggg'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-6580939922268676812</id><published>2009-05-23T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:42:05.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>passion for today .</title><content type='html'>i need this for my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;anyone? please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/3173506939_a02d6b7c10.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/3173506939_a02d6b7c10.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-6580939922268676812?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/6580939922268676812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion-for-today.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6580939922268676812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6580939922268676812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion-for-today.html' title='passion for today .'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-6437641638309738641</id><published>2009-05-22T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:24:32.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry :D</title><content type='html'>oh sorry, tetiba cam font-font yang kat bawah ni mengecil. yang atas2 ni besar.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sbb font kat atas ni dah matang, so mereka sudah membesar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i made a changed to my blog interface; and it quite looks different than what i really wanted. but, i will just bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;if you have problem with it; you're having problem with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sayangss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-6437641638309738641?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/6437641638309738641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6437641638309738641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/6437641638309738641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-d.html' title='sorry :D'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-4837898645974914225</id><published>2009-05-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:18:18.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was like 4:56am and i couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from the stall, chillex, have fun and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;actually the stall is about to closed, tapi kerana kemenyebokkan kwn aku;rempit&lt;br /&gt;memandang dengan penoh manje, jadi pkerja kedai tesebot; nora pon cam ala-ala cair dan membenarkan kami order. so, since kedai pon nk tutop, so tade ape utk dimakan, we guys ordered three plain radix and 6 set roti bakar. 6 set utk 3 org okey? so satu orang dapat la straight set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, since aimon still tabuley tdo, im planning to write down something yang tetibe cam refreshen my mind. couple of years back, mase aku memula naive gile maen myspace, i met one girl in myspace where i used to call her Ria. "hye Ria".&lt;br /&gt;i can't really remember where it started, tp we guys cam something like connected every night through myspace jela, bila dia baru balek kerja; oh gile konfiden aku. btol ke dia keje eh? lupe sbna nye. bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo, to make this shorter sbb aku tetibe cam da ngantok; semalam aku cam ter ym dengan satu perempuan yang soooooooooo membebel tetiba. hahaha sorry aind. at the first place, sumpah aku tak knal la dia ni sapa, since aku pon bosan aku just drop by to say hi and ape tah aku cakap kat dia. but then, she asked me, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;do u know Ria?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". and i was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;errrr&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..? &lt;br /&gt;and yes, tetiba cam bunge-bunge cinta kembali mekar di hati bila aku dengar nama Ria, even the one who am i talking to is her sister sbb, yela kan sbb we guys cam da lama gilaaaaaaaaa tak commenting each other kan. tp aku cam yakin tak yakin, aku assumed je la this part "&lt;em&gt;you're her sister kan&lt;/em&gt;", or something like dat la aku tanya. and it hitted! haha biasala, good man mesti teka betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, bunge-bunge cinta yang tadi nye mekar akhirnya suram kembali apebila aind ni sebenarnya menyiramnye dengan air longkang. dengan berbudi bahase nye aind ni berkate "&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ria da kawen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". and hati aku pon cam kace pecah la kan. tp, no point pon. lagipon mase dulu-dulu je aku cam ade sket crush same Ria. and btw, skarang da tade pon. it just dat aku carik ini Ria sangat lama la sbb tetibe cam lost contact. tak puas ati la ngan kau Ria, tetibe je kau ilang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, aku pon cam tatau ape nak bual da ngan aind. die pon asek-asek taep jajap jajap. memula aku cam tapaham jugak jajap tu ape. lelame bile aku cube pronounce dengan muke jessica alba terbayang di mata, oh. rupenye ia adalah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jap jap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. thx aind, you gave me new word. haha. pastu akhirnya aind ni mcm da mule nak menunjukkan sifat ketidakkemaluan die nie apabila dia da mule berbual dan berbual. at 1st we guys cam started with photosharing where she showed her student's pictures. all the kids cam really-really adorable. kengkadang aku wondered gak, dia mmg simpan pictures bebudak yang adorable aje ke atau student die mmg sume nye bakal-bakal model kiki lala? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what so funny about this aind is, bila dia keluar kan every single picture, dia akan describe picture tu like i'm asking. hahaha sorry, but yes you're cute in a way aind. no sweat :D so bila dia da abis with her student's pictures, dia pon continues with her bestfriend, her friend's engagement day/ wedding. but then the show continues with her pictures plak. and the point is, i don't really look at the pictures, sbb die punye membebel aku rase cam terencat pon ade. dan aku agak konfius semalam apabila penghujung pictures2 tersebut adalah seketul gambar kasut. tanpa segan silu dan tanpa di tanya dia pun bercerita salah silah kasut tersebut and i was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? haha. aindddddddd, terime kasey kerane sudi share all those thingggg okay? happy becoming wedding day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, aku rase tadi aku ade kate nak make it short kan?&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the shortest can be done.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, and again; i will update my blog everyday, every hour; perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've saved all the pictures of aind and the students. but i hate to face the fact that i don't know where i put it into. haihhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-4837898645974914225?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/4837898645974914225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-like-456am-and-i-couldnt-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/4837898645974914225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/4837898645974914225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-like-456am-and-i-couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-5918812171352268159</id><published>2009-05-22T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:55:36.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>passion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is me, couple of years back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xMoRX9_ZPV8/Sha6349_R1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/POYfKNrBBMA/s1600-h/aimon0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xMoRX9_ZPV8/Sha6349_R1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/POYfKNrBBMA/s320/aimon0359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338659877642258258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss to be this. i need to be this. i want to be this. i'm craving to be just like this. please. can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm tired of problems. i'm sick of reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm back updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i asked myself, why am i enjoying the laptop so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i don't have much friends. i don't do friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it just that i'm so not into friends networking; it's more to traumatism in making friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't like backstabber; not even inch of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can easily lost tempered; because i'm annoying. and sacarstic too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't care what people would say to me, because i know they don't mean a thing to me. not even a single thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is not the real me. something, somebody; has changed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;changed me to be this kind of aimon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know where i found myself wrong, i don't know where i've gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't have anybody to ask. but they asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;why did i turned out this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't have the answers too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;people, please stop asking. don't change me. i love the way i am. this is me. please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;now, this is my passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/66/l_97726d2fcb9d4c7ca69b0d0d08501a02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/66/l_97726d2fcb9d4c7ca69b0d0d08501a02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;again, this is my passion. stop telling me to quit. because SKL never hurt my feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you've done it so many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-5918812171352268159?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/5918812171352268159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5918812171352268159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/5918812171352268159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion.html' title='passion?'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xMoRX9_ZPV8/Sha6349_R1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/POYfKNrBBMA/s72-c/aimon0359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-8413919094747535556</id><published>2009-05-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:36:50.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the name bored.</title><content type='html'>oh hello fellas, we meet again. ive been writing a lot all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just that i've been bored; with nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm sitting on my bed, i finally realized something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i have never been thinking of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's quite weird, and kinda freakin me out thinking for all this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somebody has made me puzzles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been into so many places, with so many things done, with so many joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs, i'm enjoying everything in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, there's still something missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never meant to be mean. i never meant to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just me. as the name is aiman bin hassan, this is me. the way i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am nothing; i am just a broken kid with a huge dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i'm not perfect; yet i'm trying to be excellent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted people to know who am i, where i belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some of them are just being pathetic. yes, i am pathetic too. we're all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i need something different? i looked down and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont need anything; i dont need friends. i don't need you. i don't need anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to find my way back. back to the right path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i lay; i'm dying ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-8413919094747535556?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/8413919094747535556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-name-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8413919094747535556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8413919094747535556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-name-bored.html' title='in the name bored.'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-8302830918209093241</id><published>2009-05-22T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:35:41.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song i currently listen.</title><content type='html'>this may sounds weird if i am listening to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know why, some part of it attracts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;rossa feat. pasha ungu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rossa : &lt;/span&gt;waktu bergulir, lambat merantai perjalanan kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berjuta cerita dalam, menjadi sebuah dilema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengertikah engkau; perasaan ku tak terhapuskan ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pasha&lt;/span&gt; : malam menangis, tetes embun membasahi mata hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mencuba bertahan di atas puing-puing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinta yang telah rapuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;apa yang ku genggam, tak mudah utk aku lepaskan&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; : aku terlanjur cinta kepadamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan telah ku berikan seluruh hatiku ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi mengapa baru kini kau bertanyakan, cintaku ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aku pun tak mengerti yang terjadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa salah dan kurangku padamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini terlambat sudah untuk dipersalahkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;kerna sekali cinta, aku tetap cinta&lt;/u&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it makes me a weird when i listen to this kind of song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, once you get married; you won't let the DJ spins metal songs as your wedding theme will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it is a nice song to have on your list. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-8302830918209093241?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/8302830918209093241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-i-currently-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8302830918209093241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/8302830918209093241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-i-currently-listen.html' title='song i currently listen.'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-1737034308635348503</id><published>2009-05-22T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:34:26.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>i wonder, why people keep on blaming, pointing at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah, i just don't understand. why. and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it irritated me hell loads. it is annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to be nice to people; as they're nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what do i get from that? they'll just be nice if i am nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are so dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, friends will smile. friends will laugh with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will they cry when i am crying? will they feel the burden i am carrying on my back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends don't do that. they have some other things to do. who am i? i am just a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do friends do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't ask what do i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'll just ask what happen to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, the question will dissapear itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-1737034308635348503?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/1737034308635348503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/depression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/1737034308635348503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/1737034308635348503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785260520845206118.post-2277716741815305578</id><published>2009-05-22T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:32:37.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome, it's a pleasure to see you guys reading what am i typing in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't really do blogs; because sometimes it gets connected to the politic issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who inspired me to create a blog account,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i never think about using this site anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, for the newcomers who never know me, welcome again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the name is aimon; people who read my blog mostly are from malaysia, if you are the one outside the country, thousand thank you for reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not using standard english, proper english or not using english at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so; if there's a thing that i may go puzzling your mind, feel free to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785260520845206118-2277716741815305578?l=aimonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/feeds/2277716741815305578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-its-pleasure-to-see-you-guys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/2277716741815305578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785260520845206118/posts/default/2277716741815305578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimonx.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-its-pleasure-to-see-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimon Hassan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
