<?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-8881873358600052056</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:23:59.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filter De Luxe</title><subtitle type='html'>its where the possible and the impossible met to become the possimpible!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4924321757118461925</id><published>2011-05-18T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:28:10.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH AND STUPIDITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you ever met a person who is so stupid and blind for love? Well, lucky for me I've met one. Literally what I meant by "MET" is that I met HER in FACEBOOK. Her blindness for love made her did something stupid. She tried to put doubt between me and my other half because of her ridiculous jealousy. Well, one thing is that her BF who started all this messes. The other thing is that she really good at making stories up. She told her friend this and that blaming my other half for what had happened where at certain point she declared herself genius for passing SPM and allegedly making accusations and a statement saying that my other half is stupid? Let me tell u something bitch, the one that you accused stupid, that one has attained an honored degree from the best university in Australia. You just pass your SPM bitch and GOD knows your stinky result. To declare that you are a genius? Common, have a better loook at yourself. And your friends, getting an offer from just UNIKL? It just prove how stupid they are. And you, yourself...an offer from UITM for diploma? It just showed that you are nothing than stupid, skanky and whining little bitch. Please, do fix your broken relationship with your trusted BF. So much for "TRUST" why in the first place he was playing and toying your feeling? Please, do screw your whoring holes! Thanks bitch and cursed you and your TRUSTED BF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4924321757118461925?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4924321757118461925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/05/bitch-and-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4924321757118461925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4924321757118461925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/05/bitch-and-stupidity.html' title='BITCH AND STUPIDITY'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-8537208370051540706</id><published>2011-05-18T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:03:12.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH vs LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, a few disturbing issues has been cleared out of my mind. I've made peace with myself. I wonder why I have been tested this far? It kept bugging my mind  before. Was it to test my faith towards HIM the ALL-MIGHTY GOD, ALLAH SWT or to test my love towards HER. I simply took both. Faith and love although has distinguish meanings but I believe that those words are one in nature. Faith to ALLAH SWT nourishes love towards human being. I have been tested and I have set my path straight. THANK YOU ALLAH for showing me the LIGHT....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-8537208370051540706?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/8537208370051540706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/05/faith-vs-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8537208370051540706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8537208370051540706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/05/faith-vs-love.html' title='FAITH vs LOVE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4651419535445173181</id><published>2011-01-24T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:17:19.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEW PATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, after a year and a half, finally I did look back to this so called "blog". Nothing much to say really. I just feel like i am not in a mood to write and share something. Life has begins a new journey. I lost some friends back then and I did gain new one. Its not like I'm losing them nor that I broke up with them. But you know, at a certain point in your life, everybody around you started to make a further step to the land that we call future with a promising good start. We finished up studies and we got separated. Things got tangled in the middle, got stuck at hours of work and you have no time to just go out and living the moment with your friends and so are they. Yes, metaphorically, you lost them and they lost you too. But hey, you move forward and the life course had arranged for you new comrade. That is life. You lose some and you gain some!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4651419535445173181?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4651419535445173181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-path.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4651419535445173181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4651419535445173181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-path.html' title='THE NEW PATH'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-3921031303933841167</id><published>2009-10-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:03:48.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KALAU BUKAN DI SINI, DI AKHIRAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Kosmo, October 25 2009 (Rencana Utama) - Seorang bekas pegawai tinggi pasukan keselamatan, Marjan (bukan nama sebenar), dilepaskan daripada tuduhan merogol seorang gadis terencat akal berusia awal 20-an. Hakim menyifatkan persetubuhan dilakukan atas dasar suka sama suka. Hakim juga menyatakan bahawa si gadis rela melakukan hubungan seks dengan Marjan lantaran tidak membantah, tidak takut dan terus mengunjungi tempat yang sama selepas kali pertama tumpas kepada nafsu lelaki itu. Keputusan hakim itu disifatkan sebagai sesuatu yang luar biasa kerana tidak mengambil kira keadaan gadis yang disahkan terencat akal separa oleh pakar psikiatri dan tidak boleh memberikan kerelaan secara sah kerana dia tidak mampu untuk membezakan antara baik dan buruk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[http://www.kosmo.com.my/kosmo/content.asp?y=2009&amp;amp;dt=1025&amp;amp;pub=Kosmo&amp;amp;sec=Rencana_Utama&amp;amp;pg=ru_05.htm] ----&gt; Copy this link in your browser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MY ARGUMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For me, this is some kind of humiliation to our justice department. The judgment given by the learned judge was highly criticized. The offence of rape is considered a threat to the public at large and it should not be taken lightly. This is not an escape goat case. It involves dignity of a person. Rape is a criminal case and in each and every case of criminal, in order to determine the liability of the accused person, two main ingredients need to be proven which is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;actus reus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; (the guilty act of the accused person) and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mens rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (the guilty mind of he accused person). This is based on the legal maxim, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;actus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" which means, an act does not make a person legally guilty unless his mind be also guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Malaysia, rape is dealt under section 375 of the Penal Code. According to this section, a man is said to commit "rape" who has sexual intercourse with a woman under these following circumstances:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) Against her will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) Without her consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c) With her consent, when her consent has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     obtained by putting her in fear of death or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     hurt to herself or any other person, or obtained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     under a misconception of fact and the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     knows or has reason to believe that the consent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     was given in consequence of such&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     misconception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d) With her consent, when the man knows that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     he is not her husband, and her consent is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     given because she believes that he is another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     man to whom she is or believes herself to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     lawfully married or to whom she would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e) With her consent, when, at the time of giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     such consent, she is unable to understand the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     nature and consequences of that to which she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     gives consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f) With or without her consent, when she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    under sixteen years of age (statutory rape).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, basically, section 375 requires two things for the accused person to be liable under rape, namely, sexual intercourse by a man with a woman and the sexual intercourse must fall under any of the limbs mentioned above. the first limb which is limb (a) is relevant in a situation where the victim is in possession of her senses and therefore is capable of giving consent. The second limb, limb (b) is where the victim is insensible or unconscious or so imbecile that she is incapable of any rational consent. In limbs (c), (d) and (e), there is consent but it is not such a consent as would excused the accused. The consent is invalidated by the circumstances mentioned in the provision. The last limb which is limb (f) refers to a situation where the victim is below 16 and consent is irrelevant. One thing to be noted here is that, in the case of rape, consent of the victim is the fundamental principle to determine the liability of the accused person. The act of penetration comes later. This is simply because, consent must be given before the sexual intercourse either by word or by action constituting that she consented to that intercourse. As to the issue of penetration, it must be proven that the accused penis had penetrated the vagina of the victim. Full penetration is not necessary as slight penetration can constitute rape even it does not break the hymen of the victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are two factors which invalidate a consent which are threat and misconception of fact. In the case of the first factor, the victim had to give consent out of fear or injury to herself or it may extend to others either. Such consent is not a valid consent and it may render the accused person to be liable for rape under section 375 (c) of the Penal code. This can be seen in the case of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;PP v Teo Eng Chan [1988] 1 MLJ 156&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. In this case what happen was that there was a gang rape. The victim was threaten with a knife point and was forced to have sexual intercourse. She had to consented because she feared that something bad might happen to her or she might be hurt by the pointing knife. All the accused persons raised the defense of mistake because they thought that the victim consented. The Court in this case held that the consent given was not valid as it was given out of fear or injury and it was given because the victim was threaten. The Court later added, how was that possible the victim had consented when her life was at stake? As to the defense of mistake raised by the accused, it was ruled out as the Court found out that all the accused person were negligence and hence liable for rape because they have acted out of proper care and caution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The case of the second factor, which is the misconception of fact is far more interesting. The principle rule is that, consent which is given out of misconception of fact is not a valid consent. In this scenario, the victim had given consent because of the misconception of fact. For an example, A, thinking that B is the famous singer, say Faizal Tahir for an instance and B knowing of the fact that A had misunderstood him as somebody else, induced her to have sexual intercourse. B is liable for rape. In such cases, section 375 of limb (c) and (d) come into force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, here comes the most interesting part which is related to the article in Kosmo as i mentioned earlier. As far as our discussion had gone through, we have discussed limb (a), (b), (c) and (d) of section 375 of the Penal Code. Well, here is the most related part of our discussion which is limb (e) of the said section. Limb (e) of 375 is an extended provision specifically deals with a situation whereby the victim was rape due to fact that she was insensible and incapable of any rational consent. Looking back to this specific provision, limb (e) and limb (b) of section 375 are somewhat similar except in limb (b), the victim never consented due to her imbecility or she was intoxicated. Limb (e) on the other hand, the victim did gave consent but she was unaware of her action since she cannot differenciate between right and wrong as well as good and bad and she is incapable of giving any rationale consent.  Section 90 (b) of the Penal Code has underlined the issue of consent and clearly stated that a consent is not a valid consent if it was given by a person of unsoundness of mind or intoxicated and is unable to understand the nature and consequences of her action to which she had given the consent to. Coming back to the said article in Kosmo, the judgment given was irrational and totally ignorant to the fundamental principle in cases of rape which is consent. The victim was suffered from imbecility and she cannot make any good judgment between right and wrong as well as good and bad. She was unable to understand the nature of her act. This clearly a case under section 375 (e) of the Penal Code and the accused should be convicted for rape punishable under section 376 of the Penal Code which will carry punishments of imprisonment for a term of not less than five years and not more than twenty years and shall also be liable to whipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a conclusion, this very case is clearly unfairly treated case and it has brought a humiliation to our justice system. For God sake, this is a clear cut strict liability case. There is no need to prove mens rea of the accused person but still, the judgment was given in favor of the accused person and the court held that the sexual intercourse between the accused and the victim was a consented intercourse in spite of the fact that the victim was an imbecile person according to the psychiatrist which happen to be the medical examiner in this case. Seriously, where is the justice when a person needed it the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-3921031303933841167?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/3921031303933841167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/10/kalau-bukan-di-sini-di-akhirat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/3921031303933841167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/3921031303933841167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/10/kalau-bukan-di-sini-di-akhirat.html' title='KALAU BUKAN DI SINI, DI AKHIRAT'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6105852718055867153</id><published>2009-08-14T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:13:11.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BOND THAT NEVER FADED V2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SoUcPvD7wSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Bl3eQUGZHog/s1600-h/5851_110548554798_671759798_2045286_7895168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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It was about a day which happen to be on August 1st 2009. A day that none of us will ever forget. A day which brought all of us together under one roof. Okay, I lied. Not all, but you can say a quarter of us. By us, I mean my friends, my former colleagues from my other life in secondary school. What in the world I am babbling about? Okay, cut this crap and nonsense. Coming back to my story, that day was a nostalgic and classic one. The day that we held our reunion after six years of separation. Everyone looks so classy in black and purple attire which happen to be the theme for the reunion party. Two weeks before the event, all the committee members were trying their best to make sure that this event will work just fine. And Alhamdulillah, although there was a slight misunderstanding between the committee and the hotel management as to the issue of venue, but that issue has been successfully catered before the event started on the same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;With approximately 50 persons, the event started with welcoming remarks by master of ceremony, Mohamed Munzir and later on with appreciation speech by our former Head of Hostel, Mohd Taqiuddin Azman. The event continued with diner. As far as I can remember, that night we have approximately 30 meals served buffet with 8 main course and 22 other side dishes as well as appetizers. As I was concerned with insufficiency of meals due to the capacity of persons involved, I was proven to be wrong as those meals were incredibly more than enough to feed at least another 50 persons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Later on that night, we have a surprise for our married couples. I don't know whether they already knew that we are going to surprise them with another "Bersanding Ceremony" but, little that I know, they seems happy to me. And guess what? One of my friend, Sufarah Azizah has been pregnant for four to five months already. Congratulation to her and her husband as well. Seing those faces again on that historic and nostalgic day have made me realized that in life, how far you go and how long you have been separated with your friends, that bond of friendship has never faded. It remains as in the first day we built and strengthen it through years of studies. And we will keep it that way as we travel through this amazing and wonderful life.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-7369487650955523660?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/7369487650955523660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/08/bond-that-never-faded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7369487650955523660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7369487650955523660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/08/bond-that-never-faded.html' title='THE BOND THAT NEVER FADED'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-1602641210140480481</id><published>2009-08-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:01:49.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAK WEEK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, it has been a hectic week for me. With all the assignments and presentations to be done, its like a never ending work. More tiring than working actually. And that never ending work seems to be bothering me again the next two week only it gets worse with mid term just around the corner. A straight week of examination and a lot of topics to be covered in these few days. And, a nightmare just begun, I have to repair one personal computer and two laptops. Why in the world I am willing to do all these? Gosh! I thought when i went to a trip with my cousin last week, I could somehow relief myself from all these stressing and tiring situations but in the end I have been proving wrong. So much of a vacation...(sigh). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now I am spending time in this blog instead of doing something I should really do. Confusing or it is just me babbling and whining? You tell me   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-1602641210140480481?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/1602641210140480481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/08/weak-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1602641210140480481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1602641210140480481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/08/weak-week.html' title='WEAK WEEK?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6189343829344785734</id><published>2009-07-30T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:01:23.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEXT SAN ANDREAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It has never been easy for a young player from the &lt;i&gt;cantera&lt;/i&gt; to make it big at Real Madrid, let alone during a Galacticos era.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Expectations from fans and the media are always overwhelmingly burdensome and opponents treat them like they would any other experienced superstar signing. But in Esteban Granero, Los Blancos have in their ranks a real, unpolished gem; someone who could unfold as the surprise performer in the team and end up becoming Manuel Pellegrini’s secret weapon throughout the course of the campaign.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;He may only have played a little over an hour’s worth of football with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; since his making his dream return from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Getafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; a week ago, but he has already done enough to show his potential and give the Bernabeu faithful a glimpse of what he has to offer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Those who observed him closely when he was with Los Azulones will know full well of the talent that he possesses. And for those who have only seen him in action for the very first time over the past week, they would have been suitably impressed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Within minutes after coming on as a substitute for Wesley Sneijder in the 1-1 draw against Al-Ittihad in the Peace Cup, Granero came within inches of scoring a stunning goal on his debut when his 20-yard piledriver just clipped the wrong side of the bar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But he did find the back of the net in the second game against LDU Quito, pouncing on a spilled shot from Cristiano Ronaldo and finishing off the rebound with clinical composure. As if that wasn’t enough, he went on to provide the assist for the team’s third goal when he delivered a pin-point corner for Christoph Metzelder, something both Sneijder and Guti had failed miserably at when assigned that specific task.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;These are just the two qualities that could see him become Real Madrid’s version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; sensation, Andres Iniesta. Although not identical, they are very similar players in more ways than one and in fact, the only thing starkly different is their appearance. One looks like a choirboy and the other looks like, well, a pirate… as his nickname would suggest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Granted, Granero’s goal against LDU was nothing special, but it does demonstrate one vital characteristic as a natural attacking midfielder: the ability to make that stealthy run into the box, just like Iniesta often would. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;And just like the Barca man, he is also incredibly versatile. He can play anywhere across the midfield and he has even been utilised as a forward at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Getafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. These are traits that will come in handy as it will allow him to see more playing time by slotting in anywhere on the pitch when required. In return, he will give the Merengues more options in attack and depth in the squad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;While opponents will have their bulls-eye mark pinned firmly on the high-profile Galacticos, Granero could be given the luxury to fly under the radar, much like Iniesta did when he first broke through. Flanked by players like Xavi, Deco, Ronaldinho, Lionel Messi and Thierry Henry just to name but a few, ‘San Andres’ would often be the team’s unsung hero or the unheralded superstar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Granero, too, can assume that role. The constant attention on players like Ronaldo and Kaka, and potentially Xabi Alonso, will allow him to quietly bang in some stellar displays without stirring up too much of a fuss for rival defenders to take notice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Of course, ‘El Pirata’ is unquestionably still light-years away from reaching the level Andres is at currently. But if he is given a chance to show his worth this season and then consistently improve on his performances in the subsequent campaigns, he could become &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;’s own Iniesta in the not so distant future. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; regularly alongside big guns such as Cristiano, Kaka, Karim Benzema and Raul will help him develop, sharpen and enhance his game in half the amount of time it would take him if he were to be temporarily shipped out to another club again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It doesn’t hurt either that he has an immense desire to succeed at the club he first joined when he was only eight, and that he has already built up an instant rapport with the Bernabeu die-hards, who are desperately crying out for a new homemade hero. And that’s often the most important factor: the support and encouragement from the local fans. And we all know how fickle-minded and demanding the Madridistas can be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;If he can maintain his confidence levels and keep on progressing like he has over the past few years, there’s no reason why he can’t succeed. And if there’s one homegrown Blanco who can take the world by storm in a few years’ time, it would be Granero.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6189343829344785734?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6189343829344785734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-san-andreas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6189343829344785734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6189343829344785734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-san-andreas.html' title='THE NEXT SAN ANDREAS'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-275887773799025648</id><published>2009-07-22T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:00:29.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REUNION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as far as we are concerned, it is only a few days left before our grand reunion the next coming Saturday. the preparation of the said reunion has entered to the final stage and we will be releasing our event tentative in a few coming days. i know that everybody is looking forward to this historic moment since we haven't had any formal, exclusive and grand reunion like this before. even me and the other committee members are trembling and sweating like rocks and we are doing beyond our best just to make sure that this thing happen and most importantly to have this reunion a nostalgic moment that will be in mind and heart for years to come so that when we grow older in our life course and when we look back, we will proudly left a beautiful smile and said, "this was the moment that define friendship and love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on behalf of the reunion committee, i would like to express our gratitude to all friends out there who have been supportive up until now. thank you for your warmest cooperation and i hope we could really enjoy the day that we called, "the reunion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-275887773799025648?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/275887773799025648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/07/reunion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/275887773799025648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/275887773799025648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/07/reunion.html' title='THE REUNION'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6599813744206490166</id><published>2009-05-06T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:00:02.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPERFECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgG-ID_agOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sftNoNJtKWs/s1600-h/1204730991_02a57be530_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgG-ID_agOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sftNoNJtKWs/s320/1204730991_02a57be530_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332752479502893282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend of mine said this, well not actually said. It was what she wrote. It was something like this, "can we really live happily with the one we love after a long time we being with him...if he tends to change to be someone else we barely knew?". Well, to tell you the truth, love is a complex mechanism. At a time someone might feel like he or she is surrounded with love and at some point later, all of sudden those loves just vanish into thin air. And nobody has the absolute answer to this matter. It is like love cannot be interpreted where at certain point, it tends to be like this and at some points later, it tends to be like that. Yeah, we might have various interpretation of love according to our own understanding but all of those interpretations are just plain meaning of love. As a human being, we are gifted with emotions and feelings. Love is one of those emotions and feelings. And in a search of love, we are cornered into looking at some standards and we like to find a perfect match to ourselves. Well, here is the thing. Love is not about finding a perfect person but it is about accepting imperfect person perfectly. That is the law of living happily ever after. Nobody in this world is perfect. We have different qualities with strength and weaknesses differ from one person to others. That is what we made off. So, quit worrying about people might change afterward or maybe turning into somebody who we barely knew. That is life. Full of changes and surprises that you might not be thinking off. Don't torture yourself and resisting changes if the changes are good. Learn how to accept and adapt. Only then you will find peace in yourself and the secret of true love.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6599813744206490166?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6599813744206490166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-of-mine-said-this-well-not.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6599813744206490166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6599813744206490166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-of-mine-said-this-well-not.html' title='IMPERFECT'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgG-ID_agOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sftNoNJtKWs/s72-c/1204730991_02a57be530_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-5349270871523146075</id><published>2009-05-05T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:59:25.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 40 YARDER MIRACLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgCtLgIVAOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fTRTHMC3Xrw/s1600-h/48315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgCtLgIVAOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fTRTHMC3Xrw/s320/48315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332452371921699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A blistering start from Manchester United stunned Arsenal and sent the Red Devils on the way to a comfortable 3-1 victory at the Emirates Stadium which sends them through to the Champions League final. The visitors got off to a dream beginning as both Ji-Sung Park and Cristiano Ronaldo scored within 11 minutes after errors from Arsenal’s Kieran Gibbs and then goalkeeper Manuel Almunia. They controlled proceedings for the rest of the first half as Arsenal struggled to make any sort of impact going forward and made it 3-0 after the break as Ronaldo capped a tremendous counter-attack. Robin van Persie did score a late consolation from the penalty spot after Darren Fletcher was harshly sent off and subsequently ruled out of the final after being adjudged to have fouled Cesc Fabregas. But it is United’s fans who can now begin planning their trip to Rome, while followers of the Gunners have to deal with a fourth successive season without any silverware after a desperately disappointing performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The big Arsenal team news saw Robin van Persie return to the line-up to partner Emmanuel Adebayor in attack. Johan Djourou got the nod over ex-Red Devil Mikael Silvestre in the centre of defence. United sprung a surprise with Park named in the starting XI ahead of both Carlos Tevez and Dimitar Berbatov, who were on the substitutes’ bench. The first of the visitors’ two early goals came in the seventh minute. Anderson broke from midfield and found Ronaldo on the left, before the Portugal international flashed the ball across the face of goal. Just as Gunners full-back Gibbs was set to clear the danger for the home side, he slipped, allowing Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to gain possession and score by calmly chipping over the onrushing Almunia. Four minutes later, the Gunners were completely stunned when United made it 2-0. There didn’t seem to be a huge threat when Ronaldo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lined up a free-kick from the right around 40 yards from goal. However, the forward’s powerful, dipping effort avoided the grasp of Almunia and found its way inside the near post, prompting wild celebrations from the away side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On 18 minutes, a curling effort from Rooney was superbly tipped round the post by Almunia as the visitors threatened to run riot. From the resulting corner, Ronaldo found space to head Anderson’s delivery narrowly wide. It took half an hour for Arsenal to register their first meaningful attempt on target. Nasri weaved his way into space on the left and crossed for Fabregas, who could only direct his looping header straight at United keeper Edwin van der Sar. Two minutes later, Ronaldo had the chance to test Almunia with another long-range free-kick. This time, though, the Spaniard saved comfortably. The World Player of the Year was involved again just prior to half-time, testing Almunia with a left-footed shot after good work from Darren Fletcher. In the 51st minute he was at it again, cutting past Djourou from the right and forcing Almunia into a sharp stop at his near post.Arsenal began to exert more pressure leading up to the hour mark, forcing a number of free-kicks and corners, but they soon paid the price as United scored with a ruthless counter-attack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After United cleared a corner, Ronaldo linked with Park at the edge of United’s area. Park carried the ball into Arsenal’s half before finding Rooney on the left, before the Englishman played a square pass to Ronaldo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who had made a tremendous supporting run, and slammed a shot past Almunia into the roof of the net. On 64 minutes, van Persie forced van der Sar into a strong parry with a decent attempt from 20 yards. Substitute Nicklas Bendtner struck the side netting in the 71st minute after doing well to beat John O’Shea. As the tie was drifting towards a quiet conclusion, there was a nasty sting in the tail for United. Inside the final 15 minutes, Fabregas bore down on goal from lofted pass, but was halted by a Fletcher challenge, with the Scot making contact with the ball. However, a penalty was awarded and Fletcher sent off, meaning he will be out of the final. Van Persie&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; took an impressive resulting penalty - finding the top corner – but it was scant consolation for the second best Gunners or their home supporters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-5349270871523146075?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/5349270871523146075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/05/40-yarder-miracle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5349270871523146075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5349270871523146075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/05/40-yarder-miracle.html' title='A 40 YARDER MIRACLE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SgCtLgIVAOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fTRTHMC3Xrw/s72-c/48315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-551347751706289516</id><published>2009-04-21T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:58:32.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ARSHAVINIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Se5TF2w04YI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BZ0t15Ih_mw/s1600-h/47412_hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Se5TF2w04YI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BZ0t15Ih_mw/s320/47412_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327286769290633602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sentimentality amongst the visiting support was prevalent prior to kick-off as certain pockets of Arsenal fans sported their yellow jerseys in homage to the same fixture a score of years ago where the Gunners required a two goal victory in order to secure a league title, on the last day of the season, at Anfield. Twenty-years on and there was not as much at stake for Arsenal, but Liverpool were still aiming to gun down Premier League leaders Manchester United, and could have temporarily gone top of the charts with a win this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A feast of attacking football and a spectacular 90 minutes ensued that would have had neutrals everywhere salivating over countless twists, turns, and talking points. Liverpool began the game with great intent and were clearly the side on a mission as early efforts from Fernando Torres, Albert Riera, and Yossi Benayoun inside the first ten minutes could have provided the home side with an early lead. Lukasz Fabianski, though, who had such a howling day at the office deputizing for Manuel Almunia in between the sticks at Wembley versus Chelsea, was hell-bent on proving his worth in front of Arsene Wenger and got hands to all three shots. Despite the onslaught to Arsenal's goal, it was Liverpool who ended up conceding first, as Andrey Arshavin found the net - with the aid of the bar - after some good link-up play between Samir Nasri and Francesc Fabregas inside the area. The Spaniard squared the ball to the winter window Russian recruit and Arshavin made no mistake in beating a flapping Pepe Reina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rafael Benitez made a tactical re-shift after the break and asked hard-working Dirk Kuyt to move to more of a flanking area on the right hand side, and the switch bore instant results as Liverpool scored twice within ten minutes of the re-start. Some poor defending by Bacary Sagna, who failed to clear the ball in a dangerous area, found it's way to Kuyt on the right hand side and the Dutchman looped in a pinpoint cross that Torres finished off neatly - and strongly - into the corner of the net with his head. Benayoun granted the Reds a temporary lead in the 55th minute with a scrappy goal after some poor defensive work again, this time from Fabianski. Arshavin restored parity - against the run of play - eleven minutes later with a goal from nowhere, as he curled in a powerful effort from outside the box. Three minutes later and the diminutive, finely-balanced Russian international slotted a neat shot under the reaches of Reina. It took just two minutes for Liverpool to equalise again, when Spanish winger Riera found his fellow national Torres in the box and the silky striker's footwork foiled Mikael Silvestre and, even though Fabianski got a hand to the ball, he could not stop it bulging into his net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;At three-a-piece the game was not over, and Arsenal thought they had the game won when Arshavin again, for the fourth time in the evening, popped up to score and sneak the Gunners in front when Theo Walcott found a break and both he and Arshavin stormed forward. The former with a cross-field on-the-floor assist, and the latter with the goal that sent the away section into raptures. Liverpool, though, in a finish befitting the spectacle of the evening, restored parity as Arsenal failed to again clear the ball sufficiently, and Benayoun ensured that the Reds - for the second time in the space of a week - battled out an epic 4-4 draw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;an extraordinary to-and-fro eight goal thriller took place this evening, in a game that will no doubt be taped and replayed to purists for years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-551347751706289516?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/551347751706289516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/arshavinist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/551347751706289516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/551347751706289516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/arshavinist.html' title='THE ARSHAVINIST'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Se5TF2w04YI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BZ0t15Ih_mw/s72-c/47412_hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-8815560645286618443</id><published>2009-04-16T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:58:00.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Seedb86UTFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5k5dfwr0iEQ/s1600-h/47021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Seedb86UTFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5k5dfwr0iEQ/s320/47021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325398187921656914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night, as expected from former Champion League title holder, Manchester United have made their way to the semi-final where they will meet Arsenal who magically won against nine men Villarreal with 4-1 on aggregate. Earlier last week at Old Trafford, they were held tied 2-2 with Porto. United made four changes from the side that started the 2-2 first leg draw at Old Trafford. Paul Scholes, Darren Fletcher, Ji-Sung Park and Jonny Evans all made way with Michael Carrick, Ryan Giggs, Dimitar Berbatov and Rio Ferdinand coming in. Porto, on the other hand, kept the same starting XI who impressed in that match with their coach, Jesualdo Ferreira subject of a touchline ban. The visitors got off to a dream start in the sixth minute through a magical goal from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ronaldo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. The World Player of the Year controlled a pass from Anderson a full 40 yards out, took aim, and smashed a shot past helpless home goalkeeper Helton into the top corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bruno Alves had Porto’s best effort of the early stages - just missing the target with a 30-yard free-kick on 20 minutes that had van der Sar scampering across his goal-line in an attempt to cover. The Portuguese side came close again five minutes later as they began to get a foothold in the game. Lisandro López swivelled and shot straight at van der Sar after being fed by Cristian Rodriguez inside the United penalty box. Alves had another chance when he headed Raul Meireles’ free-kick narrowly wide, before Lucho Gonzalez was substituted due to an injury as United rounded off the half with two good opportunities. The Red Devils had a glorious opportunity to make it 2-0 a minute before the half-time interval. It fell to Vidic after John O’Shea had flicked on Giggs’ near post corner, but the Serbian defender could only divert the ball over the crossbar from close-range.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break, Meireles came close for the hosts as he shot just wide from the edge of the area after Patrice Evra lost possession, before Hulk struck a free-kick straight into the arms of van der Sar from a promising position. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The home side huffed and puffed but were struggling to create clear goal-scoring opportunities and United were happy to soak up the pressure and attempt to counter-attack when the chance to do so presented itself, with Ronaldo and Wayne Rooney coming close with late long-range attempts. They did have to survive two scares before the end, though. In the 78th minute, Porto defender Rolando saw his header fall just wide after escaping attentions of O’Shea from Meireles’ corner, which van der Sar had mis-judged the flight of. Then, on 85 minutes, substitute Mariano Gonzalez sent a low cross into the congested United box to give López the chance to shoot from 10 yards. However, the Argentinean could not generate enough power on his effort and the Red Devils held on for victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, to me i guess, the game was not too much of entertaining to watch. It was rather a boring match compared to the first leg encounter. That one was an astonishing one. Both side were playing with high speed and pace and with lots of tactical movements. Last night was somehow far below the expectation. But, luckily the Red Devils managed to win this somehow. It was a close one also. If let say Porto men equalized the score even with 1-1, the Red Devils will have to say good bye due to away goal advantage. But, unfortunately, that did not happen to be the event last night. With that win, Manchester united will face Arsenal and Chelsea will meet Barcelona in the semi-final of the European Champion League.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-8815560645286618443?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/8815560645286618443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8815560645286618443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8815560645286618443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/lucky.html' title='LUCKY'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/Seedb86UTFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5k5dfwr0iEQ/s72-c/47021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-2285167360071823622</id><published>2009-04-14T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:57:20.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MELODRAMATIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeU99kHVfXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wOnaXRFg9y8/s1600-h/46674_hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeU99kHVfXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wOnaXRFg9y8/s320/46674_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324730262311239026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Last night was a disappointment for me. My favorite team which is Liverpool lost to Chelsea in their second leg match of European Champion League with 5-7 aggregate. What a total waste. Earlier last week at Anfield, Liverpool lost to Chelsea 1-3. Shock by their defeat, last night the Reds began their performance with a promising one. They lead the game by 2-0 in the first half. The first goal was from Fabio Aurelio after 18 minutes of play. He swung in a free kick on the right touchline but instead of delivering a cross to his team-mates in the middle, he arrowed in a cleverly disguised shot to Petr Cech’s near post and the Czech shot-stopper, who had drifted out of his line towards the back post, was left flailing for the ball as it trickled into the back of the net. The Blues failed to respond as the Reds continued to push forward and ten minutes later, they amazingly made it 2-0. And it was yet again another free kick from the right from Aurelio which caused all the mayhem when he floated in a cross to the middle this time and Chelsea’s first leg hero, Branislav Ivanovic wrestled Xabi Alonso to the ground and Spanish referee, Luis Medina Cantalejo did not hesitate pointing to the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Alonso stepped up and took the penalty himself and smashed it to his left corner with authority, sending Cech the wrong way. The aggregate tie was now leveled at 3-3 but Chelsea still had the a&lt;/span&gt;way goal advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="storycontent"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On 50 minutes, Hiddink’s men finally responded as they pulled one back. Anelka drilled in a low cross from the right and Drogba nicked in just ahead of Martin Skrtel to get to slightest of touches to divert it past Reina, but the Spaniard had to be held accountable as he spilled the ball into this own net at his near post. Five minutes later, the Stamford Bridge faithful were up on their feet again when they thought Drobga had the ball in the back of the net. The Ivory Coast hitman curled in a freekick from 20 yards out but it only rippled the side netting. Sixty seconds after that, however, it was 2-2. And it was off a free kick from an almost identical range and distance, except, it was Alex who pummeled in an unstoppable pile driver with the outside of his right boot as the ball swerved away from the outstretched hands of Reina into the top of the goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was indeed game over 15 minutes from time when Lampard stabbed home Drogba’s low cross from close range. Or so one thought. With 10 minutes left on the clock, Benitez’s men sensationally clawed their way back into the game. First, Lucas made it 3-3 on the night when his speculative effort outside the box took a wicked deflection off Essien and wrong-footed Cech. And merely two minutes later, Kuyt set up a tense finale when he easily out jumped a static Carvalho to meet Albert Riera’s cross and nodded a bullet header past the Czech goalkeeper. On 88 minutes, however, it really would be curtains this time when Anelka’s pull back found Lampard, and the stand-in captain smacked in a first time shot across goal past Reina and the ball pinged into the back of the net off the inside of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After 90 minutes of play, the referee blew the final whistle and the Blues marched their way to the semi-final of the Champion League 7-5 on aggregate where they will meet Barcelona. It was a disappointment because one might think Liverpool had their chances to beat Chelsea when they first lead by 2-0 and later on in second half by 4-3. But, it was luck in Chelsea side and Liverpool should never be ashamed of their defeat. It was a dramatic moment though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-2285167360071823622?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/2285167360071823622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/melodramatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2285167360071823622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2285167360071823622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/melodramatic.html' title='MELODRAMATIC'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeU99kHVfXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wOnaXRFg9y8/s72-c/46674_hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-5256569818616351535</id><published>2009-04-13T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:56:36.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEXT BIG THING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeP-eQ695EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zbxYelYZkB8/s1600-h/MPPB_11971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeP-eQ695EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zbxYelYZkB8/s320/MPPB_11971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378980373881922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't sleep yet up until now since yesterday. And right now my head keep doing its dizzy lolly stuff. Well, I am used to it by the way. I've been watching a reality show called One In A Million. It is some kind of reality program mainly concentrating on singing talent hunt. If you guys ever watched American Idol or Malaysian Idol, basically this reality show is somehow like that one. One In A Million (OIAM) has entered its 3rd season now and the competition has been narrow down to five competitors right now. I only watch OIAM in first season. I did not watch the second season because it was boring. The first season I watched, I was really impressed by Faizal Tahir's performances. He was indeed a talented singer and composer. Even though he did not win the one million ringgit but he was able to put his name as one of the most successful singer in Malaysia. Prior to becoming a rock star singer he was in a nasyeed band. Well, I do not want to comment much about his past carrier. It was his choice and perhaps somehow he had made a wise decision leaving his nasyeed band. As i said earlier i did not watch any of season two episodes. So, there are nothing much to tell. Now, I want to draw your attention to season three. This is the hottest season yet. Well, that is what they keep telling all the audiences. And I totally agree with them on this. Out of hundred contestant, it has been drawn to top 12 contestants. And all the 12 contestants were really amazing singers. I mean, it is really hard to guess who will go out each and every week. And now, only five contestants left, out of twelve contestants before. If I am not mistaken, there are only 2 weeks left before the final event. Meaning, two more contestants will be voted out this week and the next week. The top five for now are Tomok, Ester, Amylea, Nine and Aweera. I hate to admit this but so far in the competition, Tomok has proven that he is worth for that one million ringgit. He is a very consistent performer. And, the judges keep saying that he is brilliant because he could arrange music so well. But the thing is, even though he has great creativity, he lacks of vocal for sure. Me, I am more impressed by Aweera.  Of all the contestants, only he has a great vocal and he is only 18 years old. This Aweera boy has a vocal similar to Amy and Awie. A very strong one. And for me he has been doing well up until now but the problem is the judges are not so into him because he kept singing 80's songs. They said that he is outdated. Well, I say this. Aweera has a lot potential in him. He is young and he has a lot to learn. But noticed this as well. He has this great vocal which will only appear in 10 or perhaps 20 years. If we put him in a right track, we will make the next Amy and Awie, only he is much better than both of them for sure. I do not think that if we put our interest in him, he will likely to disappoint us. Maybe he lacks of creativity but hey, look at the bright sight. He is still young. He can learn. You can learn vocal but that would not be much a help. Why? It is simply because, that is what built in you. You can never change your voice. So, between vocal and creativity which one is better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ponder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-5256569818616351535?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/5256569818616351535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-big-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5256569818616351535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5256569818616351535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-big-thing.html' title='THE NEXT BIG THING'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SeP-eQ695EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zbxYelYZkB8/s72-c/MPPB_11971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-568271081834883268</id><published>2009-04-12T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:55:45.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 GRAND?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow! I guess it has been ages now since the last time i updated this blog. Been a lil' busy though. Have a lot of things to to, errands to follow up with and something to do with study. Well, things have been out of hand lately. Yes, they kind of messy right now but I can guarantee that they are still in control. This coming short semester is somehow bugging me. I did not register for the short semester because I am planning to work. You know, get some cash, spend a lil', save a bit. Those sort of stuffs. But here is the real thing, where should I work? Lately I have been doing some interviews with some companies, fast food restaurants, supermarkets, anything that cross my mind. Up until now, still no reply from all of them. And to make things worst, I just missed myself a life time work opportunity. My friend had a job for me, data entry job. I said, i would be extremely interested since you just need to work from home and submit those data forms by midnight. So, it would not be a problem since i got internet connection. However, due to my miscalculated acts that I thought i could get the job,  somehow I lost it. Do you know how much the company was willing to pay to get the job done? Okay, ready for this. 50 a day for one account. All together, they have four account which make it a total 200. My friend, it is not in Ringgit Malaysia. It is in American Dollar. Yes, it is true. So, for four account a day, they pay you $200 in cash and in your account. That would make you top RM 700 in just one day. In a month you will get this much. Owh...belief me. RM 21 000. That is 21 grand chap. Imagine how much you will make in just a year? RM 252 grand. That is much more money you make than a doctor or a lawyer. And, I just missed that opportunity. What a total waste!        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-568271081834883268?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/568271081834883268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-grand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/568271081834883268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/568271081834883268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-grand.html' title='20 GRAND?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-1097324723899734827</id><published>2009-03-21T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:54:42.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIRECTION DECEIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/ScWWFhCIbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8KjHVkLx3ug/s1600-h/Direction+Deveiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 542px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/ScWWFhCIbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8KjHVkLx3ug/s320/Direction+Deveiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315819956691561650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one of my designs which I did with Adobe Photoshop. This one, I did it when i was really boring and I don't have anything else to do. So, I opened up Adobe Photoshop that night and began thinking what I should do with it. At the same time, I was holding my guitar and was searching for tabs to play. Then, I came across a folder in my PC which I name with Poem. Well, that was kind of weird because I am not that poetric type. So, without hesitation and full of curiosity, I opened up that folder. In that folder, there are few word format and out of sudden, i found myself really interested about one of the word format file which somebody name it as Why? So, I opened it and I read through the entire poem. I fell in love with it and suddenly I got an idea how am I going to potrait this poem into art. So I began designing and this was the result of it. It is not as perfect as other designers would do but, I am satisfied with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-1097324723899734827?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/1097324723899734827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/direction-deceiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1097324723899734827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1097324723899734827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/direction-deceiving.html' title='DIRECTION DECEIVING'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/ScWWFhCIbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8KjHVkLx3ug/s72-c/Direction+Deveiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-8308953258643886855</id><published>2009-03-17T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:53:40.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEED OR DID?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny is it when you found out that life is too short to be living. And later on that same day, you have been wondering that through out your life, you have done almost nothing to yourself, to your friends, to your family, to your devoted religion and to your love one. Life is too short and by the time you realize it, you are far from late. You are dead already. Have you guys thought about it? Well, if not, try to think about it even for just one minute or less. Why have I thought about this? Well, the truth is, I don't even know. It just came across my mind. Today, I started counting again all those years. I am 23 years old today and yet, when I tried to put all the pieces together, how disappointing I am for I have done nothing in my life through all these years. As they said. Life is too short. It is. Guess what? Not only me but almost everybody out there have not valued their life as they should. We forget how lucky we are to be living until today, safe and sound. I need to do something starting from today. Its better late then never. As a wise man once said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Life is not about what you need, its about what you did that matter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-8308953258643886855?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/8308953258643886855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-or-did.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8308953258643886855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8308953258643886855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-or-did.html' title='NEED OR DID?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-2850259510984185959</id><published>2009-03-10T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:53:06.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow! You know what? I just learned that one of my friends during secondary school was just married. It sure surprises me but a warm congratulation to her. "SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU JIHA!". May ALLAH bless your marriage and granted you a wonderful life ahead with your new family. Shocking news. Indeed it was and I still can't believe it. Anyway, apart from the shocking surprise, it was really a good news and I am happy for her for she has settle down and built a new family. Well, that is life. Full of surprises that you can't even imagine. But hey, look at the bright sight. We are growing up with or without noticing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-2850259510984185959?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/2850259510984185959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2850259510984185959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2850259510984185959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulation.html' title='CONGRATULATION'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-428976871232237436</id><published>2009-03-10T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:52:43.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It has been a long weekend for me. With bundles of new problems and occurring situations but hey, as i told you a million time ago, that is life. My internet connection has been fixed. What a relieving moment. These days, without internet connection is like living in a cave. Well, semester break will be coming soon. I've decided to stay in campus because i need to find a job during the semester break. I need some money for next semester and for some other reasons. It is kind of hard to find a job in these days. You know, a lots of companies have been cutting off their employees due to economic downfall. But, know this as well. You do not know what might happen to you. Maybe luck is on your side. Well, i will give a shot. I am not losing anything after all. Owhh... before i forgot, i need to say something to my friend. She is getting married this week. To Sufarah Azizah, "SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU". I am really sorry i could not make it to your wedding. Anyway, may ALLAH bless you and your husband to be ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-428976871232237436?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/428976871232237436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/428976871232237436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/428976871232237436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-weekend.html' title='LONG WEEKEND'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6725615476958639721</id><published>2009-02-26T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:52:08.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CPU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a long week for me with bundle of problems. Well, that is life. I cannot access internet through my laptop. The problem is not with the internet connection. It is my laptop. It has to do with the screen. Out of sudden, it went blank. I've already checked it out with some expert and most of them said that the screen need to be replaced and it will cost me RM 1000 and perhaps much more than that. Having a deepest thought, i made a decision to buy a new one. Not a new laptop but a new PC. It cost me RM 1100. Its not a complete PC actually. I only buy cpu. So, up until now, I haven't got any monitor or lcd yet. It will take sometime because I kind of broke right now. But its okay. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6725615476958639721?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6725615476958639721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-has-been-long-week-for-me-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6725615476958639721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6725615476958639721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-has-been-long-week-for-me-with.html' title='CPU'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4614031141389136259</id><published>2009-02-09T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:51:22.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSSIMPIBLE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night I was watching one of my favorite television series, How I Met Your Mother (HIMYM). In this latest episode, Barney Stinson has just made another hilarious joke by making a new word combining two words together. The word he was referring is called, wait for it, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possimpible&lt;/span&gt;". How do like that? That word was born when the word possible met with the word impossible creating a new dimension of word which is called as such. He said the word "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possimpible&lt;/span&gt;" existed between the words possible and impossible. Now, what has caught my attention was his explanation about that new word. He said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possimpible&lt;/span&gt;" is something past possible and even impossible dare not to reach. It is a place where possible and impossible meet where nothing and everything is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possimpible&lt;/span&gt;". Eventhough he was just bluffing, but the voice tone, the seriousness of his look and even his passion to deliver that word are in certain ways show that what he said was nothing but true. But, guys please. Do not use this word if you try to write essays or assignments. There is no such word. This is for entertainment purpose only. Well, enaugh said. I need to go to sleep. I'm really tired today for I've done so many things which requires a lot of stamina. See you guys soon... \(^_^)/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4614031141389136259?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4614031141389136259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-i-was-watching-one-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4614031141389136259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4614031141389136259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-i-was-watching-one-of-my.html' title='POSSIMPIBLE?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6765878054201128235</id><published>2009-01-31T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:50:51.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORY OF NOBODY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few days ago, I've experience a whole new level of life. Never before I've been asked such a favor full of responsibility. The truth is, I still can't believe what have I done. Maybe it's not a big deal for you guys out there but for me it's pretty big deal. I was asked by a friend to be his first witness during his "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;" session. At first, I was kind of blurry and I can't give him the answer right away whether I agree or not. After having lots of thought, i agreed to be his witness. Alhamdulillah, the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;" session was successfully done with only one "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lafaz&lt;/span&gt;". I was amazed by the calmness showed by him. Prior to the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;" session, he was a bit nervous but Alhamdulillah, he passed through it with flying colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SYRpBzgO9bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fAPoyZdISmM/s1600-h/Nikah+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SYRpBzgO9bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fAPoyZdISmM/s320/Nikah+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474541420737970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were a lot of emotions involved during the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;" session. I can see tears and joy mixed together.The smile on the face from both side clearly showed that they were happy for their marriage. At last, they have managed to put their love and care in a way that it should be put which is through legal marriage. I am happy for them and I was really glad that I could contribute something to their marriage. Being a witness to a marriage has opened up my mind about something new. Marriage is a sacred bond and together with it comes a great responsibilities. It is natural thing that in marriage life, there will always be ups and down. Therefore, patience is needed and tolerence is required in order to make sure the sacred bond remains untied. Remember, love is not about finding a perfect person but to accept imperfect person perfectly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6765878054201128235?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6765878054201128235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/memory-of-nobody.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6765878054201128235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6765878054201128235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/memory-of-nobody.html' title='MEMORY OF NOBODY'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SYRpBzgO9bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fAPoyZdISmM/s72-c/Nikah+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-1725642419386685235</id><published>2009-01-29T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:49:48.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KNOWLEDGE IS WISDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Can you imagine life without knowledge? There was a quotation written by my friend from Cambodia. Well, i kind of accidentally read what was written by him. He wrote, "Life without knowledge is like eating without digesting." Yes, what was written by him was absolutely true. In this life as long as we live, there will always be knowledge to be learned whether through direct lessons or indirect lessons. I've learned a lot and most of the knowledge i got were from people and from my mistakes. The importance of knowledge in life is undeniable. Our life is driven by knowledge and without it we are nobody, we got no technologies, we got no social life, we got nothing. As a Muslim too, if we wanted this life and the here after, the only way is by learning and expanding knowledge. I remembered one of the hadeeth of the Holy Prophet in which he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want this world, you need to have knowledge, if you want the here after, you still need to have knowledge and if you want both, you need to have knowledge too&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this very hadeeth, it is clear that knowledge is important in life. Even, the first commandment of Allah towards the Holy Prophet, Muhammad PBUH was also about learning. It was written in the Holy Quran in surah Al-'Alaq. Therefore, forget about ignoring knowledge. Learn as much as we can. There are lots of knowledge in this world and some are remain undiscovered. This is our obligation not only to Allah but also to ourselves, our family and our fellow societies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-1725642419386685235?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/1725642419386685235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/knowledge-is-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1725642419386685235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1725642419386685235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/knowledge-is-wisdom.html' title='KNOWLEDGE IS WISDOM'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-8754404014170475674</id><published>2009-01-11T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:49:01.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALESTINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sad as always when i saw my fellow brothers and sisters from Palestine struggling for survival. The latest news i saw, death toll had increased nearly 1000 people. Those innocent life had done nothing wrong and yet the Israelis strike not to defend themselves but to kill innocent people. The strike on Gaza city began on 1st Muharram, just three days before the new year eve with nearly 500 people were killed on that strike. It was a tragic day for the Palestinians. After the first strike, they did not stop but continues with series of other strikes killing hundreds of other people. The Arabs League as always had done nothing to imp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rove the situation in Gaza. It is not because they are incapable of doing so but they are affraid of economic blockage which will be put upon them when they are trying to do something to help the Palestinians. I think that is a pretty lame excuse. For the sake of international relationship with the United State, they are more willing to shut themselves up and do nothing to help the Palestinians which are clearly their own brothers and sisters in Islam. As for us who is living far away from Palestine, although physycally nothing we could do to help our fellow Muslims there, but try at least to be concerned for what had happen there. If we could donate some money to help them, please do so. If not, the least we can do is to send them du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a' of Qunut Nazilah. Pray to ALLAH to help our brothers and sisters out of their horrific situation. Together with this post, I've attached Qunut Nazilah...May ALLAH bless our fellow Muslims in Palestine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SWqL9fYIePI/AAAAAAAAACI/Cx5cptUW66U/s1600-h/1_751708306l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SWqL9fYIePI/AAAAAAAAACI/Cx5cptUW66U/s320/1_751708306l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290194600811067634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-8754404014170475674?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/8754404014170475674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/palestine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8754404014170475674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/8754404014170475674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/palestine.html' title='PALESTINE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SWqL9fYIePI/AAAAAAAAACI/Cx5cptUW66U/s72-c/1_751708306l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-911827115489024046</id><published>2009-01-07T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:48:17.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Master Oogway once said this, "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery but today is a gift. That is why it is called present". Giving it a thought, i think what was said by him is true. I'm too concern with what was and what will be. Life is not about what was and what will be. Its about what is now. I cannot undo what was done in the past as well as predict how will the future be. All i could do is living today to its fullest and filled it with joy and happiness.  So, when tomorrow comes, there will always be mysteries to be solved and when i look back at yesterday, nothing would regret me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-911827115489024046?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/911827115489024046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/911827115489024046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/911827115489024046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/present.html' title='PRESENT'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-5799741367124366295</id><published>2009-01-02T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:23:45.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGENDARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really glad I've such wonderful and supporting friends. They are all here with me through up and down and giving me advices when i really need one. Well, i guess that is what friend for. I remembered a quotation by Barney Stinson in his Bro Code, article 1 of the code, "bros before hoes." It means your fellow brothers come in first priority before your girlfriends. Amazingly, such thing works out pretty well for me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Barney Stinson is one of the characters in television series How I met Your Mother portrayed by Neil Patrick Harris. In the series, it was said that the Bro Code was created by his great great grandfather Barnabas Stinson during revolutionary war. Too tell you the truth I'm kind of addicted to this series. It reminds me about another comedy series I used to watch not so long ago, Friends. Off the record, i think HIMYM is much more interesting series. I can't wait to see the next episode...its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; be LEGEN, wait for it DARY, LEGENDARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SV8Ou-GGfNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wOnGA7qAF4Q/s1600-h/300px-how_i_met_your_mother_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SV8Ou-GGfNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wOnGA7qAF4Q/s320/300px-how_i_met_your_mother_cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286960687661612242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SV8O80ha6WI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q0Mlkp6bWfI/s1600-h/castofhowimetyourmother_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SV8O80ha6WI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q0Mlkp6bWfI/s320/castofhowimetyourmother_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286960925610010978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-5799741367124366295?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/5799741367124366295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really-glad-ive-such-wonderful-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5799741367124366295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/5799741367124366295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really-glad-ive-such-wonderful-and.html' title='LEGENDARY'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SV8Ou-GGfNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wOnGA7qAF4Q/s72-c/300px-how_i_met_your_mother_cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-9092675006014692771</id><published>2008-12-30T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:51:17.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M FEELIN' HIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wow...I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feelin'&lt;/span&gt; so high right now. Guess what?No of course I'm not taking weeds. Come on... Haha.. Silly right? This is what happen when i got infected with flu. Gosh! I'm so tired, so unenergetic, so lazy and at some point i feel like my head never stop spinning and it makes me dizzy all day. I hated flu. Go away. Well that not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; happen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'm not taking any medicine. Its all okay actually but i have to experience three of a hell days bed ridden. This will happen each and everytime i caught with flu and it got worst the next time. Yeah, true story. Its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; be LEGEN, wait for it DARY! I'm crazy...yeah, that is true. Its all because of this damn flu..I need to go, at least for now... (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-9092675006014692771?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/9092675006014692771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/9092675006014692771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/9092675006014692771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html' title='I&apos;M FEELIN&apos; HIGH'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-829759386693726349</id><published>2008-12-17T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:57:48.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU CARE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes i wish i have a special power like Hiro Nakamura so I can bend time and go to the future as well as travel back to the past. With such power i can undo all my mistakes. But you and i know very well that such wishes won't becoming true because that is life all about. We try and error. Life is about learning something new and something unfamiliar and love is not far away from that standard. Love is about learning too. I've learned something about love and here i share it with you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that I cannot make someone love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me, all I can do is to be someone who can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;loved - the rest is up to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;some people just don't care back and that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that just because someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;doesn't love me the way I want them to, it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;doesn't mean they don't love me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that just because two people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;other and just beacuse they don't argue, it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;doesn't mean they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that to love anything is to realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that it might be lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that it takes a minute to have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;crush on someone, an hour to like someone, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;day to love someone and a lifetime to forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that it breaks my heart to see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;one I love is happy with someone else, but it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;more painful to see that the one I love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;unhappy with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learned that love is not about finding a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;perfect person, but by accepting an imperfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;person perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well, that's all too ambitious..but that's life, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-829759386693726349?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/829759386693726349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/829759386693726349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/829759386693726349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-care.html' title='DO YOU CARE?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-7278576847562457526</id><published>2008-12-17T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:20:28.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SUnrXtNe1bI/AAAAAAAAABw/_4DD0GNo_X0/s1600-h/Why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SUnrXtNe1bI/AAAAAAAAABw/_4DD0GNo_X0/s320/Why.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010830574278066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-7278576847562457526?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/7278576847562457526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7278576847562457526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7278576847562457526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SUnrXtNe1bI/AAAAAAAAABw/_4DD0GNo_X0/s72-c/Why.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4644400102676541607</id><published>2008-12-13T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:23:56.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERHAPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As you travel through life there are always those times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When decisions just have to be made, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the choices are hard, and solutions seem scarce, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the rain seems to soak your parade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are some situations where all you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is simply let go and move on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gather your courage and choose a direction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That carries you toward a new dawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So pack up your troubles and take a step forward - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The process of change can be tough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But think about all the excitement ahead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There might be adventures you never imagined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just waiting around the next bend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And wishes and dreams just about to come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In ways you can't yet comprehend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps you'll find friendships that spring from new things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As you challenge your status quo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And learn there are so many options in life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps you'll go places you never expected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And see things that you've never seen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or travel to fabulous, faraway worlds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And wonderful spots in between! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps you'll find warmth and affection and caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And somebody special who's there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To help you stay cantered and listen with interest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To stories and feelings you share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps you'll find comfort in knowing your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are supportive of all that you do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And believe that whatever decisions you make, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They'll be the right choices for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So keep putting one foot in front of the other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And taking your life day by day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's a brighter tomorrow that's just down the road - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't look back! You're not going that way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4644400102676541607?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4644400102676541607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/perhaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4644400102676541607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4644400102676541607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/perhaps.html' title='PERHAPS'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4859809772402095675</id><published>2008-12-06T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:11:57.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STqxs8looAI/AAAAAAAAABo/5NAJWs8ez0A/s1600-h/senja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STqxs8looAI/AAAAAAAAABo/5NAJWs8ez0A/s320/senja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276725299154296834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes, one silly mistake could have done so much damages to you. You pretend as if nothing will ever happen but the truth is it will. We are not God to play saint. We are human being, created by God with different qualities. We have our own strength and weaknesses and for those qualities we are not necessarily qualify not to make any mistakes. I've made lot of mistakes on my own and some of those mistakes were rilly silly mistakes. Of course i regreted those mistakes I've made but what was done is done. That is the fact that you can never deny. I accept my mistakes as a reminder for me as well as to my fellow friends. The point here is, life should be going on no matter what happened. People are moving foward and faster everydays. If we tend to look back at our mistakes, we'll definately going off track. By the time we recover our strength, we're already far from reaching ahead. What we should do is to keep running and that is what I'm doing right now. I may run out of strength but my will power will never dry out. Life is about understanding and learning anyway and I'm learning to understand myself better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4859809772402095675?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4859809772402095675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-one-silly-mistake-could-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4859809772402095675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4859809772402095675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-one-silly-mistake-could-have.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STqxs8looAI/AAAAAAAAABo/5NAJWs8ez0A/s72-c/senja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-4995187144775193952</id><published>2008-12-05T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:34:43.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the past few weeks, I've been spending my time with some friends from Kulliyyah of Engineering. They were taking short course program in the campus. It was called 3P program. Some of them were taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Comptia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, a subject on PC troubleshooting and some were taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Networking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Well, I'm here not to talk about the short course program. What had caught my attention was my friend, Palek who has a serious addictiveness in Photography. During his staying in the campus, he took some of really amazing pictures which for me requires excellent skills in photography.Here were some awesome pictures taken by him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmcBl9jlWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/INF8F7me3E4/s1600-h/Pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmcBl9jlWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/INF8F7me3E4/s320/Pic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276419989625345378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmeDw1mGnI/AAAAAAAAABY/2KxhlE96R-M/s1600-h/100_6509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmeDw1mGnI/AAAAAAAAABY/2KxhlE96R-M/s320/100_6509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276422225927740018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmeMegTIZI/AAAAAAAAABg/hPKVqwtC1Eo/s1600-h/100_6510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmeMegTIZI/AAAAAAAAABg/hPKVqwtC1Eo/s320/100_6510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276422375625400722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-4995187144775193952?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/4995187144775193952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/palek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4995187144775193952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/4995187144775193952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/palek.html' title='PALEK'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STmcBl9jlWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/INF8F7me3E4/s72-c/Pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-38574899074835093</id><published>2008-12-05T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:58:15.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY UMMAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;My ummah, my ummah&lt;br /&gt;He will say&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah on that day&lt;br /&gt;Even though we've strayed from him and his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers, my sisters, in Islam&lt;br /&gt;Let’s struggle, work, and pray&lt;br /&gt;If we are to&lt;br /&gt;Bring back the glory of his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah ya rabbal ‘alamin&lt;br /&gt;Ya rahmanu ya rahim&lt;br /&gt;Ya rabbi&lt;br /&gt;O Allah Lord of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;O Merciful and Beneficent&lt;br /&gt;O my Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Ummah rise again&lt;br /&gt;Let us see daylight again&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s become whole again&lt;br /&gt;Proud again&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I swear with firm belief in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We can bring back the glory of our past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ummah, my ummah&lt;br /&gt;He will say&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah on that day&lt;br /&gt;Even though we strayed from him and his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at where we were&lt;br /&gt;And look at where we are&lt;br /&gt;And tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this how he’d want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! Let us bring back our glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-38574899074835093?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/38574899074835093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-ummah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/38574899074835093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/38574899074835093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-ummah.html' title='MY UMMAH'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-1380469857735576775</id><published>2008-12-04T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:44:56.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASTONISHING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Last week i went to Subang to be one of the crews in a Futsal Tournament organized by Ambank Group. The venue of the tournament was at HTO de Futsal in Subang USJ. It was one of the excitement events i've ever seen in a Futsal Tournament. The tournament was divided into 3 categories which are Mens Open, Women Opens and Veterans. The first day of the tournament was for Mens Open category. 32 teams competing for group stage. I was assigned to Group E consisting of Eon Bank Team, Ambank B team, Standard Charted Bank Team and HSBC Team. The most notable team was the Eon Bank Team. They have won all three games with 18 goals. The key player of the team had score 13 goals in three games. Indeed he was a very skillful player and i really enjoyed watching him played. There were also a few incidents including one of the player of Ambank B Team had a dislocated shoulder. It was pitty for him actually as he was the key player of Ambank B Team. Well, that is football. You will never know what will happen to you when you are in the pitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STgsmSFgJWI/AAAAAAAAABA/49eNGDB7Ea4/s1600-h/Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STgsmSFgJWI/AAAAAAAAABA/49eNGDB7Ea4/s320/Pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276015999666103650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;The second day of the tournament i was assigned to Group E of Women Open. One thing that really amazed me that day was the quality of the futsal matches showed by the women team. Wow! They were really good at handling ball and shooting accuracy. I think if they played against men, the result outcome will most probably went to either side. It was awesome and entertaining. The most notable team was the RHB Team. With some quality passing and shooting accuracy, they were managed to be leader for Group E. Later on, i was assigned to be the crew for Final Match in Women Open between RHB and CIMB. The game was tied to penalty and once again the RHB Team has proven their quality and was crowned as the winner. What a tremendous match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STgw3zHcb1I/AAAAAAAAABI/W95VoPoqI4U/s1600-h/Picture+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STgw3zHcb1I/AAAAAAAAABI/W95VoPoqI4U/s320/Picture+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276020698636906322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;At the end of the tournament, the winner for Mens Open was The CIMB A Team and for Veterans it went to Public Bank. Both matches were really entertaining. The passion and excitement were undeniable. It was truly a quality matches and totally astonishing. I was glad to be one of the crews because for the matches i've seen, i believe that our future for futsal and even football is bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-1380469857735576775?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/1380469857735576775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/astonishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1380469857735576775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/1380469857735576775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/12/astonishing.html' title='ASTONISHING!'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/STgsmSFgJWI/AAAAAAAAABA/49eNGDB7Ea4/s72-c/Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6660825451720619905</id><published>2008-11-17T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:44:23.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE I WAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There i was, surrounded by people who were thirst by entertainment. For what I've seen and heard were beyond my expectation. Saturday night at One Utama Shopping Mall has open up my sight and mind about young people in this country especially Muslims. How their thirst and lust for entertainment have blinded their sight and reasoning. Oh my, I'm living with them. What am i thinking? Amazingly, among those crowded people, i hardly can find any chinese or indian people. Well, to defy their existence completely it would be impossible. Those crowded people majority were Malay and Muslims dressed up indecently far away from my expectation and perhaps yours too. Well, it was a bit shocking for me but not entirely.  It was around 11 pm. The Fly FM mini concert was about to end. There was this music called "shuffle" i guess. I don't know how to spell this correctly. People were going crazy. They were dancing and shouting and they forgot who they are. and their existence in this world. There was this group of Muslim girls and some of them were wearing short skirt and they were dancing. Behind me i overheard some Muslims talking. One of them said this, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wei ada arak dowh. Aku xtaw pon ada arak. Jom ah gi amek. Ada lagi tue&lt;/span&gt;." I turn back and they were leaving and my sight was focused to a nearby canopy which was serving liquor. It is prohibitted to serve liquor to Muslims and yet they were serving it to Muslims. What has happen to this country? What has happen to the Muslims in this country? Are we so cheap that we can sell our belief over something temporarily fun? What makes us different from others? Seeing this has made me terrified with the world I'm living. It is not just about us. Its about them, the future generation. Our son, our daughter and our grandchildren. Think about them living in this sick society. To blame someone over this would be unjust. This is our mistakes. We made this society as what it is now. Instead of blaming everybody, why not we make our own move. Change ourself, change our family and change who are closest to us. Rooted back to teaching of Islam, the Hadeeth of the Prophet SAW and the Holy Book of Al-Quran.  Verily the Holy Prophet has said,"I left you two things. If you stick with those two you will not lost forever, Al-Quran and As-Sunnah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponder this my friends,"Today is bright. Tomorrow might be bright but it will not be bright forever. Therefore prepare ourself with all that we have not for us but for them who will inherit from us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6660825451720619905?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6660825451720619905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6660825451720619905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6660825451720619905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-i-was.html' title='THERE I WAS'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6503086714244937850</id><published>2008-11-13T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:38:11.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING ABOUT LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-650f5b600ff2fae1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D650f5b600ff2fae1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331433870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1963714FD4A77F809620931B0A45DB3BDDB757B3.7D3342B4E93CDB2829F45B55962F1D04B3F37847%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D650f5b600ff2fae1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvVfM10R3VLF__EBvp0anGgPA43M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D650f5b600ff2fae1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331433870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1963714FD4A77F809620931B0A45DB3BDDB757B3.7D3342B4E93CDB2829F45B55962F1D04B3F37847%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D650f5b600ff2fae1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvVfM10R3VLF__EBvp0anGgPA43M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6503086714244937850?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=650f5b600ff2fae1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6503086714244937850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-about-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6503086714244937850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6503086714244937850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-about-love.html' title='SOMETHING ABOUT LOVE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-7879021499426897525</id><published>2008-11-13T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:10:28.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KOMENASAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;It has been awhile since the last post. Final examination for semester 1 2008/2009 just ended. What a relief! Holiday just began and it is boring as ever. I've decided not going home and being a squatter in campus, well at least for the time being. What a pain in the ass!Study was a bit distracting for the last two semesters and i don't know whether I'm able to be in the campus next semester. I don't really know what has gotten into me. I've no problem with all the subjects I've taken up until now. The problem lies within myself and i know that very well. Would it be a matter if i fix the problem?Would it be too late?If that so, I'm a disappointment to everyone. No, i won't let it comes to that stage. I'll fix it whether or not it's too late. It won't be a matter to me. If i keep running away, nothing would change. I was punished for the mistake I've made and i accepted it with open heart and for that, i have ready myself. I'll run again with everybody and I'll never look back no matter what will happen!Wait for me, EVERYBODY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-7879021499426897525?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/7879021499426897525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-has-been-awhile-since-last-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7879021499426897525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7879021499426897525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-has-been-awhile-since-last-post.html' title='KOMENASAI'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-2387397723612467343</id><published>2008-11-04T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:10:12.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE WE FRIENDS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRDPlZfF-SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iV8dUhyc81Q/s1600-h/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRDPlZfF-SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iV8dUhyc81Q/s320/Friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264936205799520546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;This was the picture i took during appreciation dinner at D Palma Hotel 3 month ago.Looking at it,I've realized something about friends and friendship.We may have a lot of friends to hang around,to joking around and to do almost everything.But the question is are we friends? What is friend stands for?To hang around?To joking around?To do what exactly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Well,there is a saying,"a friend in need is a friend indeed."Basically,that is what we call a friend. A friend is suppose to be someone that we can depend on and not just being there only to hang around. A friend is someone who always stand by us regardless of circumtances and situation that we involved in. A friend is someone who laugh when we made stupid jokes. A friend is someone who corrects us when we made mistakes. A friend is someone who appreciates us as what we are. These are friends. I'm speaking my mind not just because it tells me to do. I'm telling this base on my experiences. I've friends. To me friends are everything. Sometimes when we have problems, we seek friends for advices and for their helps eventhough we have parents on our side all the way along. But know this as well. Not all friends are friends. Some friends turn out to be our foes and some foes turn out to be our friends. I've friend back there when i was in secondary school. A really good friend but it turn out that he was backstabbing me. For the last 5 month i've been working, i met some of good friends too. That was what i thought at the beginning. Unfortunately, they have broken that trust i've put in them by backstabbing me and my other friend. Indeed they are friends but not friends. I've learned friendship the hard way but i'm grateful for that because i've friends now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ponder this my friends. This is a quote by a well known scholar. He said that,"know your enemy before your allies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-2387397723612467343?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/2387397723612467343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-we-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2387397723612467343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/2387397723612467343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-we-friends.html' title='ARE WE FRIENDS?'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRDPlZfF-SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iV8dUhyc81Q/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-7841301308335285079</id><published>2008-11-04T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:14:35.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ART OF NUISANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRBYsIGdHdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1GMka_ZLF1M/s1600-h/Kampung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRBYsIGdHdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1GMka_ZLF1M/s320/Kampung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805479508155858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-7841301308335285079?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/7841301308335285079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/art-of-nuisance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7841301308335285079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/7841301308335285079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/art-of-nuisance.html' title='THE ART OF NUISANCE'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SRBYsIGdHdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1GMka_ZLF1M/s72-c/Kampung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881873358600052056.post-6030763468555665822</id><published>2008-11-03T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:00:26.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS THE NEW BEGINNING OF AN END</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well,an end is not necessary be the end of everything.For an example,changes need an end to something old,something out-dated,something bad.It is an end to a new beginning.People change a lot due to some apparent reasons and due to circumstances.It is like a caterpillar changes to a beautiful butterfly.I've seen people changed.Some are close to me and some not.The thing is,do we accept changes from the people who are close to us?I've learnt a lot.Some changes i accept with arms wide open and some i reject simply because i do not like it although those changes were really good changes.Time passing by and without noticing it,i've already accept changes i rejected before.The question is why?It is simply because people are accepting changes.It is basic human nature.People need to change to become better persons.Although it seems to reject at the beginning,it is only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;an end to a new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.It is all about acceptability and adaptibility.What is needed is time to accept and to adapt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well,enough saying for now.Looking foward to the next post (^_^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8881873358600052056-6030763468555665822?l=rideritam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/feeds/6030763468555665822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-new-beginning-of-and-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6030763468555665822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8881873358600052056/posts/default/6030763468555665822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rideritam.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-new-beginning-of-and-end.html' title='IT IS THE NEW BEGINNING OF AN END'/><author><name>blackrider</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105954401120636282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O_1jYa61V0/SePy69dyIvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYslXTCHU3U/S220/1479310388_9a7908782c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
