<?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-5333626925855666417</id><updated>2012-01-12T06:34:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END'S NOT NEAR ; IT'S HERE</title><subtitle type='html'>California here we come ; right back where we started from</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1059735839542442982</id><published>2010-01-17T17:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:25:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With His Big Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day, I will attend the Oscar Academy Awards, and sit next to Jake Gyllenhaal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/S1LXFyIKCmI/AAAAAAAAAno/lXX9zhT4ozY/s320/Jake_Gyllenhaal.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427636995290172002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cos if you don't dream big, what's the use of dreaming?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1059735839542442982?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1059735839542442982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1059735839542442982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1059735839542442982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1059735839542442982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-with-his-big-dream.html' title='The One With His Big Dream'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/S1LXFyIKCmI/AAAAAAAAAno/lXX9zhT4ozY/s72-c/Jake_Gyllenhaal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6490052432108286966</id><published>2010-01-16T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:07:12.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With All The Small Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i am really the 90's baby. Because i still find Blink 182 and Incubus are way way cooler than My Chemical Romance and Avenged Sevenfold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6490052432108286966?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6490052432108286966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6490052432108286966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6490052432108286966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6490052432108286966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-with-all-small-things.html' title='The One With All The Small Things'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4510132722983900769</id><published>2010-01-01T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:49:50.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The 2010 First Post.</title><content type='html'>Happy 2010 everyone. I hope you'll have a good one. And i do hope it will be a great year for me too. I dont imagine it to be easier. I am aware with the fact that a lot of people might be leaving me this year. And as for my college life, i also do not expect it to be more fun and i doubt(huge doubt) Malacca will top KL as my favourite place to be at. Lets just hope i'll have a great year. Happy New Year everyone !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4510132722983900769?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4510132722983900769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4510132722983900769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4510132722983900769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4510132722983900769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-with-2010-first-post.html' title='The One With The 2010 First Post.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5918201179805449407</id><published>2010-01-01T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:15:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Best Year.</title><content type='html'>So 2009 is finally ended yesterday. As cliche as it may sounds, it feels funny how time flies so fast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember how i wrote my new year post last year. I was wondering whether i'll write an emo post at the end of the year fr another bad years in my life or something good will happen. And I think now is the best time to tell the answer. 2009 definitely is the best year i've ever had since, i cant remember when. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to exaggerate or anything, but seriously, i cant remember when's the last time i feel this happy. Okay, it's not that i am 24/7 happy, but you know what i mean? heh. Except for my SPM's result, everything else's was great , i think. It's like my new life. I'm hanging out with a lot of new people, be friends with new people, and in 2009, I met a wonderful girl who is probably the main reason why i am this happy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont think my 2009 would be this great if i didnt meet you in the first place. and yes, by you , i mean The Girlfriend. I la-la-la-la-love you  !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps; it's new year, and im allowed to be jiwang kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-5918201179805449407?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5918201179805449407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5918201179805449407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5918201179805449407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5918201179805449407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-with-best-year.html' title='The One With The Best Year.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-989903349374583922</id><published>2009-12-24T05:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:31:48.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The 70's show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think people would think I am 600 times cooler than i am now if I look like Ashton Kutcher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SzKQqvB7qXI/AAAAAAAAAnY/mEhlTNd_UIM/s320/ashton-kutcher-punkd.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418552365533604210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday is gonna end soon. I know I wasnt being as productive as I wish I'd be , but i really dont want the holiday to end. So what if I get bored spending my time at home? It's not like i have a great time in college anyways? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Christmas is tomorrow. In case i wont be in the writing mood tomorrow, ill just wish you guys today. Merry Christmas or Happy Hannukah or to those who will celebrate both , Happy Christmukkah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-989903349374583922?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/989903349374583922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=989903349374583922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/989903349374583922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/989903349374583922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-with-70s-show.html' title='The One With The 70&apos;s show'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SzKQqvB7qXI/AAAAAAAAAnY/mEhlTNd_UIM/s72-c/ashton-kutcher-punkd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2948988805701102549</id><published>2009-12-19T07:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:39:05.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Plan B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SywWFA7VCRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/YLymoSbBBY4/s1600-h/16259_201176054750_594194750_3067829_2606194_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SywWFA7VCRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/YLymoSbBBY4/s320/16259_201176054750_594194750_3067829_2606194_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416728727223863570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture should be the best answer on why cant i be a model. Just look at the pose. I dont think any designer would hire a model with a weird hand postures while posing for their products. What a waste, sbb muka dah ada dah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Sa'diyah should be orang yang ke sembilan puluh lapan ratus to think that i am fat now. (forgive me, i am a fan of exaggerating)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote of the week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"you never wanna underestimate the power of the sympathy vote"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, im not gonna post cool quotes every week. I just wrote Quote of the WEEK to make it sounds cooler because i figured quote of the century might sounds too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2948988805701102549?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2948988805701102549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2948988805701102549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2948988805701102549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2948988805701102549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-with-plan-b.html' title='The One With The Plan B'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SywWFA7VCRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/YLymoSbBBY4/s72-c/16259_201176054750_594194750_3067829_2606194_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7233550399942162510</id><published>2009-11-26T05:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:51:37.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Moving On Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moving On, probably one of the hardest thing to do in life. The lyrics of Ben Harper’s song (which then cover by Joe Brooks) – “ So hard to do , but so easy to say “ in reference to the Move On part , caught my eyes which I think one of the reason why i wrote  this post. People, especially friends always expect their friends (who suffer from a break up) to move on because they think it’s the best thing to do. It is, but like the lyrics said, it’s easier to say than done. Especially when that person has fallen deeply to that person who left him/her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;One major fact that you have to realize before you starts dating (or falling in love with someone at least) , you have to be aware that there is always a possibilities that the relationship wont work out ( or in the falling in love case, get rejected ). I’m not saying that you have to think about the possibilities of you breaking up everyday, because that’s just plain stupid. You can however, set in mind that breaking up or get rejected is part of human’s life.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;One thing that I dont understand is when people started to hate their ex (-es) after being dumped by them. Well it make sense if that person lied, not being honest, or used you for any particular reason, that it is okay to hate that person. But I don’t understand when people tend to hate their ex-es just because the former boyfriend/girlfriend is falling for someone else. No, I didn’t mean cheating. What I meant was, when one person, honestly tell their boyfriend/girlfriend that they want to end the relationship (this case is usually still accept by people). But when the reason for the break up is because she/ he meets someone new, the people who just being dumped tend to hate the honest boyfriend/girlfriend who have the guts to admit that they like someone new. Isn’t it better for them to admit to you rather than they have an affair behind you? Or isn’t it better for them to come clean rather that hiding (lying) their feelings, and pretend like they still love you?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Loyalty should be the issue here. But sometimes, u just cant blame them ( unless you have proved that they did it on purpose or they just trying to play with you heart, and all of this belong to the other case – dishonest ). I mean, yes, one should be loyal to their boyfriend/girlfriend. However, we have to accept the fact that sometimes, it is beyond our control. Sometimes you just fall for someone else even if you don’t want it to happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, we can fight it, but it is hard right? This is nature of life and we really can’t do anything about it. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well,who am I kidding? Of course we will be mad if our boyfriend/girlfriend left us for another person. But what you can do is to keep the feelings inside. Or maybe share with someone. DON’T go texting them or post in your blog and tell them how much you hate them. Or tell everyone that your ex is a bitch. It is wrong and stupid. Be mature , don’t do it ( Bitching about them to your heart is fine tho )&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;it's so hard to do and so easy to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But sometimes - sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;you have to walk away - walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ben Harper/ Joe Brooks - Walk Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So yes, only thing that you can do is to move on. Even if you cant find someone new, just try to be happy. You don’t need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy. Just live your life and pray that one day you’ll find your replacement.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ps : Please don’t be mad at me for trying to sound clever by writing this post. Blame the holidays. And trust me, even I am not sure why of all the topics that people can think of when they’re bored, I chose this topic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7233550399942162510?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7233550399942162510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7233550399942162510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7233550399942162510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7233550399942162510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-with-moving-on-talk.html' title='The One With The Moving On Talk'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5099362945317946964</id><published>2009-11-20T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:21:47.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Hand-ry Denies Irish's Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The World Cup Qualifying ended last Tuesday. 5 team won their play-off match to complete the list of 32 team who qualify for World Cup 2010 in South Africa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main highlight for the play-off was the goal scored by the French team to win them the game against Ireland. Because Henry clearly handle the ball using his hand before he assisted the ball to Gallas who scored the winning goal. And the best part is, Henry do admit that he used his hand but he did not have the guts to tell the ref about that. I was quite disappointed because I want Ireland to win. No, I am not a fan of Ireland, but I am just not a fan of France. And I wished they didnt make it to the World Cup. But sadly, they do qualify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other sad news is, Russia also did not make it to the World Cup. They lost to Slovenia. Kalau Russia kalah, takde la Arshavin nanti. Kurang comel la World Cup ;( haha. * I dont know why I keep telling people about Arshavin. And he's not even a Man United player. pelik ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwZDBAkAZeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7BlUrTV5MMw/s320/pg2_g_arshavin_600.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406082087314810338" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-5099362945317946964?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5099362945317946964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5099362945317946964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5099362945317946964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5099362945317946964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-where-hand-ry-denies-irishs-dream.html' title='The One Where Hand-ry Denies Irish&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwZDBAkAZeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7BlUrTV5MMw/s72-c/pg2_g_arshavin_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1712279361596178965</id><published>2009-11-18T03:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:55:32.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Favourite Hollywood Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-c63TQ_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/2yzJIo3gM9o/s1600/BradPitt-AngelinaJolie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-c63TQ_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/2yzJIo3gM9o/s320/BradPitt-AngelinaJolie2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162275589014514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad Pitt &amp;amp; Angelina Jolie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-VOOoGWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8Mr73bIZggQ/s1600/ben-affleck-jennifer-garner-2009-1-13-17-34-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-VOOoGWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8Mr73bIZggQ/s320/ben-affleck-jennifer-garner-2009-1-13-17-34-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162143348169058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben Affleck &amp;amp; Jennifer Garner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-U_HPT2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/OU26XF9NfPc/s1600/david-beckham-victoria-posh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-U_HPT2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/OU26XF9NfPc/s320/david-beckham-victoria-posh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162139290652514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Beckham &amp;amp; Victoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-UgiuLxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-52jbUpxYK8/s1600/beyonce-marriage-confirmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-UgiuLxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-52jbUpxYK8/s320/beyonce-marriage-confirmed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162131084422930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay-Z &amp;amp; Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-UIogHLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rxSDigP898Y/s1600/W020070809487687594689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-UIogHLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rxSDigP898Y/s320/W020070809487687594689.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162124666215602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tom Cruise &amp;amp; Katie Holmes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-T-odC_I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/yG56dNxkuHA/s1600/asaas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-T-odC_I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/yG56dNxkuHA/s320/asaas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162121981660146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon enough, you'll find my name in the paper/magazines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is in the same section as them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course by then , ill be wearing a very cool tux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Syahmi. For a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; guy, i have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5333626925855666417-1712279361596178965?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1712279361596178965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1712279361596178965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1712279361596178965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1712279361596178965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-with-favourite-hollywood-couple.html' title='The One With The Favourite Hollywood Couple'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SwL-c63TQ_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/2yzJIo3gM9o/s72-c/BradPitt-AngelinaJolie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3897575621159000120</id><published>2009-11-18T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:22:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The End Of The Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>I am on my semester break now. Finally. After 5-6 months stuck in Melaka, I am finally back in KL * padahal balik KL every week kan. But its good to be home tho :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my first semester is officially finished last Sunday after my Sociology test. To be honest , it was quite a good run so far. Well, at least it was better than what i expected. Being in Uitm Malacca isnt that bad. Except for the part where i have to figure out how to balik every weekend, and tonnes of assignment , everything else was okay. Well , yes there was some bad things happened, but i'd rather forget about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk about my room. I LOVE MY ROOM. Why? Because it's cooler than your room. Well better than Saarah's room at least. ( saja cari gaduh ). why? because my room has an air-conditioner . And I love my roommates. Well, not love lah. I dont love people that easily. haha but yeah, i like them as my roommate. My classmates are okay. To be honest ,  I am not that close to most of them, and I dont think I have any close guy friends. Sad eh? I am only close to two of the girls in the class which i dont think is necessary for me to mention their names here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short, my first semester was fine. and I hope, I really hope i can make into the Dean List this semester. Amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sorry for the late updates. Ive been busy. Ill update more interesting post next time. BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-3897575621159000120?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3897575621159000120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3897575621159000120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3897575621159000120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3897575621159000120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-with-end-of-chapter-1.html' title='The One With The End Of The Chapter 1'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-9216217599057674319</id><published>2009-10-12T01:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:54:32.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where The Balloon Guy Makes It Awkward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/StId3I3wg-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/H8O28r-W85s/s1600-h/HUGSY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/StId3I3wg-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/H8O28r-W85s/s320/HUGSY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404537027265506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an eighteen years old now :D. i feel old. First , i have a niece. Now, i am turning eighteen. Ish. Thanks to those who wish though it was only a few people who wished me ( complain kan?). And if any of you wish me in the morning or later than 2 am, i will assume that u guys just remember that today is my birthday because you have read this post, and even if you didnt read , i will still make the same assumption. ( i dont know why im being so emo) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i was joking. This year's birthday was different from last year or any other birthday before. It was special, really. I don't want to tell you why , go and guess it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, i want a Hugsy for my birthday present. But not the hugsy that are sold at the store ( if there is still any la) , but i want Joey's Hugsy. Which I believe is keep by Rachel's Daughter , Emma now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Syahmi busy mcm orang paling busy di dunia. Harap maaf kalau blog takde update sampailah exam dia habis. Terima kasih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syahmi's busy like the most busiest person on earth. Sorry if there's not update in the blog until his exam finished. Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone please write the same thing I wrote in another 5 different languages. Nanti i belanja Ice Cream Paddle Pop Rainbow, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-9216217599057674319?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/9216217599057674319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=9216217599057674319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9216217599057674319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9216217599057674319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-where-balloon-guy-make-it-awkward.html' title='The One Where The Balloon Guy Makes It Awkward'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/StId3I3wg-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/H8O28r-W85s/s72-c/HUGSY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3982895776131884701</id><published>2009-09-22T05:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T05:48:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Raya Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think im gonna change my blog to a fashion blog. Meaning , im not gonna write anything that happen around me, instead i am gonna update you with the latest fashion and trend in town. I might also update you with the new and hot model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Duh, it's suppose to be a joke . You guys seriously have to work on your sense of humor. I cant believe none of you were laughing at this. I wonder how bad the blog will be if I handle a fashion's blog. ( but i do think i can write lots of good post about hot model tho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway , I wanna take this opportunity to wish you guys , SELAMAT HARI RAYA , MAAF ZAHIR BATIN. Sorry for all the wrong doings i have done because I'm not a perfect person, theres many things i wish i didn't do but I continue  learning, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;never meant to do those things to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ( serious ni ayat sendiri). Okay seriously, if I ever hurt or offended you , intentionally or unintentionally , i do hope you can forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have an amazing raya everyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-3982895776131884701?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3982895776131884701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3982895776131884701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3982895776131884701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3982895776131884701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-raya-wishes.html' title='The One With The Raya Wishes'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8657584463469511011</id><published>2009-09-18T03:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T04:39:34.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Magic Number</title><content type='html'>AA : Are you coming back this wednesday?&lt;div&gt;SR : No, im coming back on next wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AA : How can u balik on next wednesday if raya is on sunday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SR : Because my UITM is following the UK schedule. So they dont give us holiday for raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AA : Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, she really believed it at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh its SEVEN HEAVEN !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 months to go and we'll make history of our own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You know it was your love that saved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The answer to my prayers you gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I hope I'll be all you deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/5333626925855666417-8657584463469511011?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8657584463469511011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8657584463469511011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8657584463469511011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8657584463469511011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-magic-number.html' title='The One With The Magic Number'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-212679001590000214</id><published>2009-09-12T05:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T05:59:08.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Socializing Is Really Not His Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sorry for abandoning my blog for quite a while. I was quite busy for these past few weeks. And take note that I don’t even bring my laptop to Melaka, so it is hard for me to update this blog frequently. And nothing much happened for the last few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Let’s talk about my life in college. I think, if not because of Saarah Jasmine and few of my roommates, (and my air-conditioned room), I don't think I would survive here. Luckily I have them. My classmates? I don’t think I have many friends. Or I don’t think I even have one. (Oh I really love to exaggerate). Okay it’s not that I don’t have a friend. It’s just that I don’t have anyone in class that I can really talk to or even hang out with. Pathetic right? I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I feel like a Seth Cohen now. ( I also love to compare myself with a cool character from the tv) Except for the part that the audiences especially girls love his character and I don’t think people would love Syahmi if he is a Tv character. But we never know until I have my own tv show, kan? Maybe the audiences will love me too? Okay dah lari topic. He (Seth) too, doesn’t have friends. But he has his Ryan besides him. I don’t even have my Ryan. Bitch, I should stop using The OC ‘language’ in my blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;People think that I am an antisocial. but they forgot how shy I can be.&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/5333626925855666417-212679001590000214?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/212679001590000214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=212679001590000214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/212679001590000214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/212679001590000214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-where-socializing-is-really-not-his.html' title='The One Where Socializing Is Really Not His Thing'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5587047072235994700</id><published>2009-09-10T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:34:35.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The 2 Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life shouldnt be this hard, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syahmi is not a quitter , isn't he?&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/5333626925855666417-5587047072235994700?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5587047072235994700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5587047072235994700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5587047072235994700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5587047072235994700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-2-questions.html' title='The One With The 2 Questions'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1026842251892392118</id><published>2009-09-02T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:04:55.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Fun Post.</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the O.C , Bitch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait ! Because that will surely be the first thing that i'll say once i get the chance to go to Newport Beach , California. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is hectic like fun fair. Only that it is not as fun as a fun fair. I dont know why i described fun fair as hectic. And fun fair is not that fun tho. Funfair is so overrated. I'd rather be at home and watch tv than going to a fun fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not here to talk about fun fair. Or any other fair. Not even Fair-ry or Fair-rarri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am here just to update my blog because my blog won't be fun if did not update it. I want it to be fun like a fun fair. And because Ms Saarah told me to update my blog or she wont belanja me burger special tak nak sayur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Man United won against Arsenal. Hebat bukan ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1026842251892392118?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1026842251892392118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1026842251892392118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1026842251892392118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1026842251892392118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-fun-post.html' title='The One With The Fun Post.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4052911656972213869</id><published>2009-08-22T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:38:31.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The First Day Of Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/So7o4ttqv5I/AAAAAAAAAlY/u4XQ-h-aRTA/s1600-h/fast_food_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/So7o4ttqv5I/AAAAAAAAAlY/u4XQ-h-aRTA/s320/fast_food_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372487466541039506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY RAMADHAN EVERYONE ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and im craving for burger and waffle. how great is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4052911656972213869?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4052911656972213869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4052911656972213869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4052911656972213869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4052911656972213869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-first-day-of-ramadhan.html' title='The One With The First Day Of Ramadhan'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/So7o4ttqv5I/AAAAAAAAAlY/u4XQ-h-aRTA/s72-c/fast_food_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4603660594627054929</id><published>2009-08-17T11:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:30:01.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Reason For It To End Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to update my blog about MTV WORLD STAGE but i seriously dont know what to write here. So i will just gonna say that MTV WORLD STAGE was fucking awesome ( saja nk mencarut awal awal , nnt bulan puasa dah tak boleh nk mencarut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Denise Keller sangat hot !&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/5333626925855666417-4603660594627054929?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4603660594627054929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4603660594627054929&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4603660594627054929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4603660594627054929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-where-reason-for-it-to-end-tonight.html' title='The One With The Reason For It To End Tonight'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1386110982557463178</id><published>2009-08-10T12:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:51:47.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Liosel Became Ramlee</title><content type='html'>After watching Ghost Of  Girlfriend's Past , i feel like i have to do something so I can be a Hollywood actor. Why ? Because I wanna be Ben Affleck . Why do i wanna be Ben Affleck? Because his wife is Jennifer Garner . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sn-k5cwqWTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Aoz3aPf8rrM/s1600-h/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sn-k5cwqWTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Aoz3aPf8rrM/s320/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368190587728714034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Affleck. Luckily Kate Hudson is still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think my acting is funny. Being Ramlee(Liosel) in The Necklace made me realize that i am not a good actor . ish. But the good part is, i was complimented by the person who won the best actor ( someone who i never talked to) because apparently he thinks that i was good. Haha. pandai ambil hati. Tapi sorry la beb, Syahmi kedekut. Tak dapat nak belanja makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why did I tell the whole world that im kedekut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1386110982557463178?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1386110982557463178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1386110982557463178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1386110982557463178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1386110982557463178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-where-liosel-became-ramlee.html' title='The One Where Liosel Became Ramlee'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sn-k5cwqWTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Aoz3aPf8rrM/s72-c/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-9882079853074511</id><published>2009-08-03T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:22:38.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Different Author</title><content type='html'>Yes people, miss Roslyn Ruslan hacked my blog and wrote the last post. Sungguh berani dia ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall get my revenge soon. But i'll have to figure out how to get her password first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who can give me her password, ill give you 1 gula - gula hacks for every letter you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway, i won myself a MTV World Stage mosh pit ticket. Syahmi sangat cool. (yes, i purposely wrte it here because i want to make Roslyn jealous)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-9882079853074511?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/9882079853074511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=9882079853074511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9882079853074511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9882079853074511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-answer-for-your-conf.html' title='The One With The Different Author'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2685186604094892479</id><published>2009-08-02T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:10:11.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One with Roslyn, My Dream Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love &lt;b&gt;ROSLYN RUSLAN RAHMAN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Because she introduced me to MY Azureen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And no, this is not Roslyn. This is &lt;i&gt;obviously&lt;/i&gt; Syahmi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, my nickname as a child is Boboi. And, I like Rexona Men's. Also, I have a fetish for shoes and tees. I shop like a woman. If I were a woman, I'd make the next Isla Fisher in Confessions of a Shopaholic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And again, this is not Roslyn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's end this post with a brilliant picture of the cutest female this earth has/will ever concieve:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Roslyn, if only I were single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SnWrt6Z9ERI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8NpcwzHdOZE/s320/6728_1172628588125_1000340837_30522678_4271243_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365383336342393106" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2685186604094892479?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2685186604094892479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2685186604094892479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2685186604094892479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2685186604094892479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-roslyn-my-dream-girl.html' title='The One with Roslyn, My Dream Girl.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SnWrt6Z9ERI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8NpcwzHdOZE/s72-c/6728_1172628588125_1000340837_30522678_4271243_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8339855722564176449</id><published>2009-08-02T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:36:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With His Hollywood Dream</title><content type='html'>One Little Secret about me is, I always want to be a Hollywood actor. If people ask why, i would say that Matt LeBlanc is the reason why. This dream came out a few years back. When i see how Matt Leblanc in Friends, watching how he entertain the crowd with his jokes and even his face expression, make me think, i wanna be him. I want to entertain the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how i got inspired by him but i dont think become a comedy actor is something that i really want to do. Well , its good to be a comedian but im more interested in a dramatic role. I know Syahmi and Dramatic doesnt really fit into the same group but i just wish that one day, ill be able to become a good actor and I just hope that i could be in Hollywood one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well besides Matt LeBlanc, theres actually a lot of other actors that i admire them for their good acting. And they are ;&lt;br /&gt;- Ben Affleck&lt;br /&gt;- Johnny Depp&lt;br /&gt;- Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;- Cameron Diaz&lt;br /&gt;- Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;- Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew Perry&lt;br /&gt;- Jennifer Garner&lt;br /&gt;- Shia Lebouef&lt;br /&gt;- Owen Wilson&lt;br /&gt;- Scarlett Johansson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a few more i think . But like usual , Syahmi ni pelupa orangnya. Banyak makan semut mungkin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8339855722564176449?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8339855722564176449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8339855722564176449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8339855722564176449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8339855722564176449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-his-hollywood-dream.html' title='The One With His Hollywood Dream'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7709540805963004040</id><published>2009-08-02T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:18:36.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Annoying Question</title><content type='html'>I really hate it when people keep asking me , "Why do u wanna go home on every weekend? " . Well i dont mind if you are asking , but then ill find it annoying when you guys think that Syahmi is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengada&lt;/span&gt; just because he wants to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balik &lt;/span&gt;every weekend.If you are my parents then i would understand because i used their money for my bus ticket ( sorry ma, sorry pa ) , but why does it bother you if I wanna go home every week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know why? Let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i have a life here. I have a life in KL. So stop asking me that stupid question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7709540805963004040?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7709540805963004040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7709540805963004040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7709540805963004040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7709540805963004040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-where-he-finds-it-annoying.html' title='The One With The Annoying Question'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6330880114206385654</id><published>2009-07-27T13:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:22:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where The Brother Is His Mentor</title><content type='html'>Being away from KL is never easy. This is not even the first time but it still feels hard. Being away from certain people is hard. But i have to learn to cope with it right? I know that 2 years from now things wont get any easier. If Syafeeq Abd Rahim and Noor Indahayatie can do it , so can &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;right? I seriously wish that i could be as tough as him. and i seriously hope that they wont find this post. (please dont go google your name Mr Syafeeq And Ms Indahayatie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're a picture&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;When I wanna find you&lt;br /&gt;I just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6330880114206385654?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6330880114206385654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6330880114206385654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6330880114206385654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6330880114206385654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-where-brother-is-his-mentor.html' title='The One Where The Brother Is His Mentor'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8190676283584451696</id><published>2009-07-26T02:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:42:45.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Didn't Get To Eat The Pizza</title><content type='html'>So i was invited to another birthday party on friday ( gaya cakap mcm selalu je kan di invite ke party party) sungguh tak malu Syahmi Abd Rahim ini. Anyway, it was Armand's birthday party. Armand Adli. Not the other Armand. ( M , you know which Armand i was referring to) and yes , i have to be specific because apparently Armand is no longer a unique name. I used to think that Armand is a unique name, but now , everyone is Armand. How weird? That makes my name become so special. So please, oh please, name your future kids after me because Syahmi is a special name. Why do I want you to name your kid after me? ask me personally. susah cerita sini. And I dont even know why am i talking about people's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the only problem WE ( we is me and The Girlfriend ) had were to find a birtday present for the birthday boy. Because someone's being very fussy. ( I just being sarcastic to myself , how lame is that ? ).  BUT, this brilliant , and cute boy came out with the brilliant idea about what to give the birthday boy. And again, i dont want to tell it here. Tell me if you're interested to know what did we give him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the idea came out quite late, so we arrived at Armand's house 1 hour late. And when we reached there, The pizza was already finished. How sad is that? Luckily there was still some bbq's chickens left. ( not that lucky actually, because i still want pizza ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Syahmi ditolak ke dalam swimming pool ketika party itu. ( i forgot who pushed me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was great ! and I think he is lucky to have his own birthday party. But no, u dont have to do any party for me. Its not like i want it so bad. It just that i never celebrate my birthday since i was 6. And jangan tanya orang pernah plan buat suprise for Syahmi's birthday tak because the answer is obviouly no. But yea, its just a birthday. Birthday is not that important right? Its just another special day of your life and i will turn 18 this year , which everyone always label it as a legal age. So most ppl think its a special number. I dont really believe in that. But I know I will only turn 18 once. But whatever right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Syahmi Abd Rahim is very pathetic. Jangan layan sangat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8190676283584451696?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8190676283584451696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8190676283584451696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8190676283584451696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8190676283584451696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-where-he-didnt-get-to-eat-pizza.html' title='The One Where He Didn&apos;t Get To Eat The Pizza'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8415793580339132925</id><published>2009-07-23T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:34:51.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The New Born Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Smc_hKQQeKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9fUFQCK_vRA/s1600-h/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Smc_hKQQeKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9fUFQCK_vRA/s320/DSC00004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361323720328640674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world Nur Sarah Hani. She was born on 21 July 2009 at 9.45 pm . Syahmi Abd Rahim is an uncle now. I feel old. Congrats to Mr Shazwan and Mdm Huda as well. ( bukannya diorang akan baca pun ) . My dad sudah jadi Datuk. Dato' Abd Rahim? haha. berangan la lebih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8415793580339132925?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8415793580339132925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8415793580339132925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8415793580339132925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8415793580339132925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-new-born-baby.html' title='The One With The New Born Baby'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Smc_hKQQeKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9fUFQCK_vRA/s72-c/DSC00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6882560423664768124</id><published>2009-07-20T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:55:04.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Roslyn's New Socks</title><content type='html'>Most of you would be wondering , how did Syahmi Abd Rahim spent his holiday? Oh he used it very wisely. Today , he went to Bangsar to see The Girlfriend at her college. Well not exactly her college la because she had to pick him up at the Bangsar's LRT station. And then they went to eat Swedish Meatball at Stokholm, Sweden. Janganlah percaya, tipu sahaja. They went to Ikea for lunch. And yes , to eat Swedish Meatball and Daim cake. After spending about 3 hours at Ikea and The Curve , they decided to leave , to pick Miss Roslyn Roslan because apparently this future architect needs a new pair of socks. Jusco Alpha Angel was the next destination. Roslyn decided to buy the blue socks because the pink socks will look boring on her pink Avia shoes. Yes, Avia , not converse or quicksilver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , basically, that is how Syahmi spend his holiday. Sangat interestingkan? Ini ada beberapa gambar Roslyn yang &lt;s&gt;dipaksa letak&lt;/s&gt; ditangkap tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRI23OdjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mDSgmwZn6DI/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRI23OdjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mDSgmwZn6DI/s320/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569037829862962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roslyn Dan Stokin Baru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJLDx1zI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VzmpsVV6N5A/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJLDx1zI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VzmpsVV6N5A/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569043251222322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roslyn Dan Si Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJpBDksI/AAAAAAAAAkk/D3xHjD-XgyU/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJpBDksI/AAAAAAAAAkk/D3xHjD-XgyU/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569051292865218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJRAYSrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_rkNsfNZ4TI/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJRAYSrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_rkNsfNZ4TI/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569044847577778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BERITA GEMPAR !&lt;br /&gt;Roslyn dijumpai memakai baju kolej HELP. Adakah Roslyn Seorang Traitor?&lt;br /&gt;Nantikan berita selanjutnya di akhbar Metro Ahad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJxJoJ3I/AAAAAAAAAks/YK8YtTMKPZs/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRJxJoJ3I/AAAAAAAAAks/YK8YtTMKPZs/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569053476300658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSS3dLpUkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/u9V_trdt9xk/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSS3dLpUkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/u9V_trdt9xk/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570937901666882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gaya Seorang Gangster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6882560423664768124?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6882560423664768124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6882560423664768124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6882560423664768124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6882560423664768124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-roslyns-new-socks.html' title='The One With Roslyn&apos;s New Socks'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SmSRI23OdjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mDSgmwZn6DI/s72-c/DSC00023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1012894244200621661</id><published>2009-07-20T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:05:11.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Fake Virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;psst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;this is not syahmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hehhheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;this is a virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pssst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;your laptop will be explode in 10 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5 and a half&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GO AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;happy new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YEAYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GO AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ur scaring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*the virus is succesfully removed from ur laptop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;congratulations !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SYAHMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;scary la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i sampai tutup the conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scary la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i was scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanted to turn off my laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1012894244200621661?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1012894244200621661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1012894244200621661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1012894244200621661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1012894244200621661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-fake-virus.html' title='The One With The Fake Virus'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-9185095272930973785</id><published>2009-07-19T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:51:11.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Doesn't Get It</title><content type='html'>I just couldnt understand why does people keep on disagree with me when i say Paris Hilton is HOT !!! Yes , i am aware with the fact that she doesnt have a body of Scarlett but there is something about Paris that makes her look interesting. I just couldnt tell what but its something about her face. Tapi Scarlett , Kate Hudson dan Megan Fox tetap di hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, who do u think is better, Batman or Spiderman?&lt;br /&gt;Lets compare who is the better superhero ( or in malay we called it adiwira , pelik kan superhero jadi adiwira? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Batman has Robin as his partner. Spiderman has no partner&lt;br /&gt;* Batman ada batmobile . Spiderman takda kereta.&lt;br /&gt;* Batman punya suit lagi cool. Spiderman punya suit tak cool.&lt;br /&gt;* Spiderman boleh cium dalam keadaan terbalik. Batman tak boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pemenangnya adalah Spiderman. Sebab dia ada skill cium dalam keadaan terbalik. Ssh Batman nak kalah kan dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-9185095272930973785?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/9185095272930973785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=9185095272930973785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9185095272930973785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/9185095272930973785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-where-he-doesnt-get-it.html' title='The One Where He Doesn&apos;t Get It'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4729286613934718958</id><published>2009-07-14T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:04:10.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Short Confession</title><content type='html'>Even if the moon fell down tonight , there would be nothing to worry about at all because you make the whole world shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a wonderful five months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4729286613934718958?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4729286613934718958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4729286613934718958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4729286613934718958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4729286613934718958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-short-confession.html' title='The One With The Short Confession'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4079363728852708750</id><published>2009-07-12T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:10:58.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The First Half</title><content type='html'>Its amazing how quick the time is moving. We already past the first half of 2009. How did 2009 been treating u so far? Good ? Bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a wonderful year for me so far. Except for the SPM's result part, everything was great. I met a lot of new people this year, been hanging out with a lot of new people as well. I can consider 2009 as my new life. New people , new environment and yes new life. No , i dont mean that ive left everyone that ive known in my past life behind. I did "bring" this few people into my new life. But i have to admit that it is very few. Only some who actually care for me, i just cant let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those whom i just met this year, or getting close to, this year, thank you. My life would be empty without u guys. And i wish things will get better on the 2nd half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i would write another good post about 2009 at the end of this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4079363728852708750?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4079363728852708750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4079363728852708750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4079363728852708750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4079363728852708750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-first-half.html' title='The One With The First Half'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2474052182376979670</id><published>2009-07-11T15:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:13:38.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Russian Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SljWGvzdjmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/10175iszmAs/s1600-h/arshavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SljWGvzdjmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/10175iszmAs/s320/arshavin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357267168157077090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Arshavin "pout" nampak comel? If i could have a face like him, im sure there will be a lot of girls who will find me attractive. hahaha. tp muka mcm sekarang pun sudah dpt org comel kan? kira bersyukur la. haha merepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX28BVuRrJg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX28BVuRrJg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;uuuuu, baby please dont go,&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me now, youll take away the biggest part of me&lt;br /&gt;uuuuu, baby please dont go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most people who thinks A Walk To Remember or Notebook as their favourite romantic movie, i prefer  A Lot Like Love Or He's Just That Into You.What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2474052182376979670?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2474052182376979670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2474052182376979670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2474052182376979670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2474052182376979670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-russian-face.html' title='The One With The Russian Face'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SljWGvzdjmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/10175iszmAs/s72-c/arshavin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6773471521649581317</id><published>2009-07-11T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:52:13.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Tribute To The King Of Pop</title><content type='html'>To be honest , i am not really a big fan of MJ. Most probably because i wasn't born during his era. However , when i read his story through the newspaper , i cant help but to feel left out that i can't watch his funeral memorial. Things that u just cant deny about MJ is the fact that he's a star , the fact that he's a legend , and u definitely cant deny the fact that he's the King Of Pop. Its like trying to deny the fact that Megan Fox is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;His Music and Legacy will live on Forever. RIP Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A major strand of our cultural DNA has left us. RIP MJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think we'll mourn his loss as well as the loss of ourselves as children listening to Thriller on the record player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Mayer&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/5333626925855666417-6773471521649581317?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6773471521649581317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6773471521649581317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6773471521649581317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6773471521649581317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-tribute-to-king-of-pop.html' title='The One With The Tribute To The King Of Pop'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4808300598287710759</id><published>2009-07-05T04:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:26:53.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Safest Place To Hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sure feels great to be home. oh, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a secret. I think i love Joey , Chandler, Ross, Monica , Rachel And Phoebe more than i love most of my friend. And yes i do mean it. You can say that i love to be in my fantasy world. So what? Reality's hurt. In my fantasy world, im already the king of my kingdom. okay ini melebih lebih tipunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to write 3 post when i got home on weekend, but i ended up going out til 3 am today, so yes, dah takde mood. dah la this post pun mcm pelik. tapi takde lah pelik sgt. yg pelik ialah kalau perempuan main ragbi. maafkan saya kalau lawak ini berunsur sexist. saya tak bermaksud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercakap pasal ragbi, teringat tentang Paris Hilton. A few weeks ago, one of her old song is played on MTV. The title is Nothing In This World. As weird as it may sound,but i love the video. Okay not that weird because peoplel know i like Paris. haha. And no, i dont love that video because she's hot in that video. (I would say that for the "Stars Are Blind" video tho. :P) The reason why i  like the video is because it teaches us something. Because it tells us that we must dare to dream. True, sometimes a dreamer is a loser but how do u achieve something when u dont start to dream about it. Like Wayne Rooney once said he will ask the kit man before each game which shirt are they gonna wear for the game. Why? Because he wanted to dream about scoring and how to celebrate his goal when he sleeps before every game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ive decided that i will not stop dreaming about Paris Hilton move to the house next to mine. Gila cool kalau kami berjiran. Tapi nak ke dia duduk Ampang? but thats not the real question.The real question is, why does Rugby reminded me of Paris Hilton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write something that is less nonsense on the next post. I promise i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4808300598287710759?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4808300598287710759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4808300598287710759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4808300598287710759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4808300598287710759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-with-safest-place-to-hide.html' title='The One With The Safest Place To Hide'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6067301408648904293</id><published>2009-06-21T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:29:16.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Cheese Butter Naan</title><content type='html'>Benda yang aku paling pantang ialah bila orang menelefon mengajak keluar dan kata mereka akan sampai lagi 10 minit. I hate those kind of surprises. Kalau mahu mengajak Syahmi keluar , sila inform sekurang kurangnya 40 minit sebelumnya. Ini kerana dia mempunyai habit yang pelik. Dia perlu mandi sebelum keluar rumah. Okay bukan lah perlu, tp dia prefer untuk mandi sebelum keluar rumah dan Syahmi bersiap lama macam perempuan. Opps,  pembetulan. Dia siap lebih lama dari perempuan sebenarnya. //hihi. Tapi jangan tanya " u kena pakai make up ke? " kerana itu soalan bodoh dan jawapan nya tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving in a week time. Where to? i'd prefer not to tell the world about this because i dont think its important. And i dont feel like sharing. Yes, Syahmi is very secretive. And no i am not ready to leave. I dont care if i dont have a productive life when im at home. I dont care if i wake up at 1pm everyday. I dont care if people want to say that i have no life. Im just not ready to leave. And i dont even care if u're laughing at this post because you think Syahmi is weak for being scared. Aku kisah sebenarnya apa kau rasa . heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lah, Post ini takde motif. Aku tak tahu kenapa post ni berbunyi seperti aku sedang marah. Mungkin sebab tengah lapar. Roslyn, aku tak suka engkau sebab memperkenalkan cheese butter naan. Buat aku mengidam mcm org mengandung. Tak , aku tak mengandung. Yang mengandung tu Gisele Bundchen. And no, itu bukan anak aku. sedih kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6067301408648904293?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6067301408648904293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6067301408648904293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6067301408648904293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6067301408648904293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-with-naan-butter-cheese.html' title='The One With The Cheese Butter Naan'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4310041783078052322</id><published>2009-06-15T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:12:28.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Has A Crush On Anna Kournikova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; tagged by Natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is the favorite spot to get KISSED?&lt;br /&gt;Cheek? Quite a classic answer eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo WITH?&lt;br /&gt;Syafeeq Rahim and Aimi Syamimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself SPOILED?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you ever donate BLOOD?&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite SEX?&lt;br /&gt;tak, aku sexist. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone to be DEAD?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message SAY?&lt;br /&gt;No problemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking about right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you want someone to be with you right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;4 or 5 am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Suria KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who text YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN Lucky Person to do this quiz…&lt;br /&gt;1. Roslyn Ruslan&lt;br /&gt;2. Sarah Zetty&lt;br /&gt;3. Rabieka Aliya&lt;br /&gt;4. Saarah Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;5. Triple H&lt;br /&gt;6. Ben Affleck&lt;br /&gt;7. Ted Mosby&lt;br /&gt;8. Anna Kournikova&lt;br /&gt;9. Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;10. Rangga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is no.2 having relationship WITH?&lt;br /&gt;She's single and available. Nak nombor bgtau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is no.3 a male or a FEMALE?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If no.7 and no.1 get TOGETHER, would it be a GOOD?&lt;br /&gt;yes, they should be together. Hi no 1 , have u met Ted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is no.1 STUDYING?&lt;br /&gt;Architecture. and The art of lying. Yes, ill not forget that no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with THEM?&lt;br /&gt;saya selalu berskype dgn anna kournikova je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is no.4 SINGLE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about no.2&lt;br /&gt;I always like her enthusiasm and she can surprise you. So do not underestimate her no matter how short she is. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about no.3 &amp;amp; no.6 being TOGETHER?&lt;br /&gt;oh boleh boleh. then Jennifer Garner would be single again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe no.9.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What will you do if no.6 and no.7 FIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;I will join them. Or i can just ignore them and ill fight with no 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like no.8?&lt;br /&gt;Oh sangat. Saya menyimpan perasaan kepada dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya lebih selalu menyebut perkataan bitch daripada " hai, kau apa khabar?" .Apa nak jadi pun tak tahu lah&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/5333626925855666417-4310041783078052322?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4310041783078052322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4310041783078052322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4310041783078052322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4310041783078052322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-where-he-has-crush-on-anna.html' title='The One Where He Has A Crush On Anna Kournikova'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8119478724105765367</id><published>2009-06-11T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:47:15.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Wish He Works As A Travel Agent</title><content type='html'>I am positive now that there will be no Bali. Its frustrating. Maybe I should change the " Bali Baby!! " folder to " Bali Babi " and put the picture of a pig there. Doesnt make sense and no I dont blame babi for this. Not even a swine flu because i didnt plan to go to Mexico. I guess anything that happens in Mexico will stay that way. Err, lari topik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to blame on myself in this. Because i think i bring  bad luck. Well no, im not being negative but its scarily true. And this is not the first time. There was a planned to go to Port Dickson, Genting, Bali too , and oh even to Singapore. Whenever I wanna go for holiday there will be one who are involves with exam, the one who have a go cart race , one who have to balik kampung , or one who doesnt like the place i wanna go so refused to join. Its like a curse. Its a curse so i cant go for a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there wont be any holidays for me this year. I think i should  be someone who works in something that related to travel agency one day so i can go for a  holiday. Because if i still cant go for a holiday when im working in a travel agency , then i really don't know what to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8119478724105765367?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8119478724105765367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8119478724105765367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8119478724105765367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8119478724105765367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-where-he-wish-he-works-as-travel.html' title='The One Where He Wish He Works As A Travel Agent'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2712870702391267224</id><published>2009-06-10T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:13:18.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Movie's Quote</title><content type='html'>I like to think myself as a man with principle. Maybe because the fact that i dont usually got influenced to do something just because i want to fit in with certain people.  I know , it sounds like i complimented myself . And maybe I did. And i dont think its wrong for u to compliment yourself. Not because u want to brag about what u have or what u got, but compliment your ownself just to make u feel good about yourself. Sebab kalau kita tak puji diri sendiri , siapa lagi nak puji kan? haha yes, i often say that. That's why i always tell everyone that i am good looking. hahaha ( for the record, i dont think i am one because if i am good looking, Jennifer Garner wouldn't have married Ben Affleck , David Beckham wouldn't be a model for Calvin Klein and Paris Hilton wouldn't have made a sex tape with Rick Solomon) tapi itu cerita lain sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i love to pick up quote's from movies and dramas. Sometimes i did used it in my daily conversation if you noticed. And some quote made me think. I love quotes that made me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when Oliver says "Guess when i'm an old men, i'll never have to wonder "what if" '' , and when Joy Mcnally says " ill bet on you" after Jack Fuller says " no one will put a bet on me " .I also like Neil Jones's theory about people who get married are insecure. And i always think "Handle? I can handle it. Handle is my middle name. Well, actually its the middle part of my first name." , said by Chandler is genius-ly funny.  And the recent quote which i like is a quote that i think inspired me in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is a climb but the view is great" . No , i didnt watch Hannah Montana the movie. i heard this quote from a friend of mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. i did watched it. But in my defence , i was forced by 4 other woman to watch it. and there is only 2 guy that day. So yeah, majority win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i shouldnt have mentioned bout watching this movie.  Okay bye. I wanna watch Terminator .... or any man-ly movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2712870702391267224?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2712870702391267224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2712870702391267224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2712870702391267224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2712870702391267224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-with-movies-quote.html' title='The One With The Movie&apos;s Quote'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-670347256842000895</id><published>2009-06-07T04:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:17:44.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Dinner With Her Parents</title><content type='html'>Uncle : What did you order for drinks?&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly : aa..(pause)  ice lemon tea uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a funny ice lemon tea story. Which is very ironic because ice lemon tea is my favourite drink. I know i should have ordered coke because it has a shorter name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that people should know about Syahmi is , he is shy in front of new people. And when he has to deal with adult, he would be worse. People's parents to be exact. He'll be very nervous. When he's nervous, he tend to smile . Yes, he is that weird. or cute. hee Nah, it is more weird than cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a holiday. I wanna go Bali. Why Bali? Because it rhymes with baby. Whats the connection between them? Because when i return to KL from Bali i would make a folder of picture from Bali and ill name the folder " Bali Baby !! " . Brilliant isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont blame me if i sound a bit lame. Blame the wheather.  Iye, salahkan cuaca panas. I missed the winter in Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i've never been to Milan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-670347256842000895?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/670347256842000895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=670347256842000895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/670347256842000895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/670347256842000895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-with-dinner-with-her-parents.html' title='The One With The Dinner With Her Parents'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1844445042380159599</id><published>2009-05-28T23:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:52:27.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Sally Can Wait</title><content type='html'>Have u watched When Harry Met Sally? I havent watch it. But a friend of mine told me that its a good movie. And this friend of mine have a request . She said " Syahmi, if u jadi director nanti, please buat remake of this movie, ". and the best part is , she said, she want it to be in malay version. So i came out with an idea. If the story is in malay, the title would be " Bila Hairi Bertemu Salimah". Yes people, this will be a big hit. and i already try to think of few quality actor to be part of this movie. As for now, i can only think of one ppl. Her name is Saarah. Shes also will play the main role in my other movie which call " IC" or identification card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sh6wxejZkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/W6bvDxNaHas/s1600-h/asaasafa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sh6wxejZkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/W6bvDxNaHas/s320/asaasafa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340900572169605810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Saarah Jasmine. A future model and famous actress. She's single and available ( i think ). She will be Salimah in the movie "Bila Hairi Bertemu Salimah". And not to forget , " IC " . and also will feature in lots of magazine front cover. Just wait for it. ( im suppose to make a megazine review but i suck at describing ppl )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps ; menipu di post blog sudah menjadi habit saya. Ini tidak bagus. Perlu dihentikan.&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/5333626925855666417-1844445042380159599?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1844445042380159599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1844445042380159599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1844445042380159599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1844445042380159599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-where-sally-can-wait.html' title='The One Where Sally Can Wait'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sh6wxejZkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/W6bvDxNaHas/s72-c/asaasafa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5560844268849390963</id><published>2009-05-25T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:36:50.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Kate Winslet Wannabe Got Punk'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I got my converse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, not converse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its actually Avia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Van's punya adik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;actually memang pun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it's pink  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;memang tepat bagi saya  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;meaning u got urself an AVIA la?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i cakap Avia kene explain pulak how it looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So I cakap la Converse dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;meaning u beli converse la?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i beli AVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BABI LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;habis tu siapa yg beli vans pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ya allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I BELI AVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warna pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tapi nampak macam converse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kira u beli converse pink lah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tapi brand nya Avia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Converse dah tak de the one I wanted =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ckp la betul betul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u beli converse ke vans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ahhahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AVIA AVIA AVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;bentuk dia mcm vans? adik converse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bentuk macam converse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tapi the brand is memang van's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like Roxy and Quiksilver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kira u beli kasut from avia and roxy too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;apa ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tak faham la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll explain to u face-to-face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i think i faham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u beli kasut at converse and bought something from roxy too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i bought avias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then siapa yg beli roxy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no one did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tp tadi u ckp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ke i salah faham?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ignore that, sayang oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u beli that shoes from quicksilver la? kasut dia mcm avia pink? is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I beli kasut AVIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No quiksilver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no converse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u beli kasut Avia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and a pink vans shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no VANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;habis tu siapa yg beli pink converse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SAYA BELI PINK AVIAS. fullstop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dah faham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u beli pink avias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes yes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;u catch on FAST  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syahmi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u do know i mmg faham from the beginning kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roslyn Ruslan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucking hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//hihi. Roslyn ditipu oleh saya. Saya sangat suka hati. Sekian terima kasih.&lt;a href="http://rockinroslyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-5560844268849390963?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5560844268849390963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5560844268849390963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5560844268849390963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5560844268849390963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-where-kate-winslet-wannabe-got.html' title='The One Where Kate Winslet Wannabe Got Punk&apos;d'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-76638673094994439</id><published>2009-05-23T23:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:56:21.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Story Of A Gangster</title><content type='html'>This is a story of Miss Roslyn Ruslan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkXlgPCnZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nSvj8KZnkME/s1600-h/l_20395dad280d4eeead3d84501f967859.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/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkXlgPCnZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nSvj8KZnkME/s320/l_20395dad280d4eeead3d84501f967859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339324766300052882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last September, I was introduced to  her. We were introduce by Rabieka Aliya during dinner at Chillis. There were 7 guys and just 2 girls on that dinner. So i was thinking to myself, there is no chances that this girl(Roslyn) will even have a tiny interest on me since there are 6 other hot bachelor around. Not that im not hot, but i was wearing my spectacles on that night. ( great excuse Syahmi, way to go ) As expected, she didnt. But she thinks one of the 7 guys is cute. I feel so frustrated. Being cute suppose to be my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was still trying to impress this girl. And genius Syahmi thought a simple statement like " oh i have a friend whos in the same school as you " would do the trick. But  no. It made me look lame. So this girl talk to every other guy except me. So I said to myself, enough Syahmi,u've missed ur chances and im not gonna see her again after tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i was wrong. I was told that she would come to my prom. I was so happy that i would get my 2nd chance to impress her. But no, i was then disappointed with the fact that she got a date for prom and what makes it become more worse was , she didnt even talk to me when she saw me. She did talk to someone she just met, but did she talk to me? NO. Yes, she didnt talk me. I felt so down that night. Prom is no longer special. The fact that ive been ignored by her killed my spirit. Luckily i won the Best Dressed that night. It did cheer me up a little. ( hahaha saja je nk bgtau)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkYyCZuBMI/AAAAAAAAAjc/dJfZMMw7roU/s1600-h/l_c35f154b9af24a4787d934d8f7c97083.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/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkYyCZuBMI/AAAAAAAAAjc/dJfZMMw7roU/s320/l_c35f154b9af24a4787d934d8f7c97083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339326081141703874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how she was flirting with everyone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkaO3a6jJI/AAAAAAAAAjk/06NbfFsfhwI/s1600-h/eka0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkaO3a6jJI/AAAAAAAAAjk/06NbfFsfhwI/s320/eka0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339327675921763474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i was left alone that night. (with my best dressed crown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So now, im so sure that she'll never like me back. Yes, i did use the word NEVER. Im no longer interested in trying to impress her. I gave up. Love hurts, thats what i told myself. But right after i told myself that, suddenly she asked me to teman her to edu fair. I agreed bcos im gonna give herself a chance to realize how special I am. She came with her friend . A chinese looking girl name Aween. But i was obviously not really give my attention to Aween bcos im only interested in Roslyn.The day went well. Although she was trying hard to hide her feeling, i can sense that she has a thing for me. But it didnt last. The day went well until this ABANG MALAM IN THE SHADOW showed up. Then Roslyn told us how shes in love with ABANG MALAM IN THE SHADOW. I was extremely sad when she said that. Luckily, Aween was there. She's the one who actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; layan&lt;/span&gt; me. Unlike some people who is more interested in this one abang , who is apparently engaged but she didnt give a damn about it. "Ala, tunang je, belum kahwin", she said. I then realized that Aween is a better choice for me. So basically, that is How I Met My Aween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkXlyBMIWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uaVohPbGmhU/s1600-h/_IGP3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkXlyBMIWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uaVohPbGmhU/s320/_IGP3535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339324771073794402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: this story was inspired by the film Romeo and Juliet and the famous sitcom How I Met Your Mother. And when i said there were 6 other hot bachelor during the dinner, i didnt really mean it. I lied just bcos i want this story to become more interesting than Leonardo's Romeo and Juliet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-76638673094994439?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/76638673094994439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=76638673094994439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/76638673094994439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/76638673094994439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-with-story-of-gangster.html' title='The One With The Story Of A Gangster'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ShkXlgPCnZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nSvj8KZnkME/s72-c/l_20395dad280d4eeead3d84501f967859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4009592459280142663</id><published>2009-05-08T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:47:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Question With No Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always wonder whether people will miss me when i am not "here" anymore. Wonder whether there will be people who will show up to my funeral. And wonder whether there will be anyone , or at least ONE person who will feel sad about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess ill never know the answer.  Its like the question Chandler asked,&lt;br /&gt; "You ever wonder which    is worse, you know; going through labor or getting kicked in the nuts?"&lt;br /&gt;Another one of life's great, unanswerable questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I die tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you feel the loss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tomorrow would you dial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My number by accident &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then suddenly... pause? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I die tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What would happen to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How long would it take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before she kissed another man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; God damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At fast food joints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would she still order &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The same combo meal for two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Things I wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;'Too Phat - If I Die Tonight' &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/5333626925855666417-4009592459280142663?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4009592459280142663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4009592459280142663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4009592459280142663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4009592459280142663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-with-question-with-no-answer.html' title='The One With The Question With No Answer'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-365914615678949126</id><published>2009-04-27T19:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:58:37.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Caribbean's Carlito And Double Knee Backbreaker</title><content type='html'>I kind of realized that maybe I'm quite sensitive for a guy. Ah, i was just being Syahmi. Its not good. I should learn how to hide few things sometimes. I forgot that being yourself doesnt always win people's heart. Trying to be COOL on the other hand is more safe. Society loves cool people. So try to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that i'm too cool to care. But i was wrong i guess. In this world, u cant just try to be yourself.  You should try to fit in instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i complain too much. Sometimes I think I complain because I don't have anything to complain about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-365914615678949126?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/365914615678949126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=365914615678949126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/365914615678949126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/365914615678949126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-with-caribbeans-carlito-and-double.html' title='The One With The Caribbean&apos;s Carlito And Double Knee Backbreaker'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1001839787523966772</id><published>2009-04-26T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:48:34.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Amazing Come Back</title><content type='html'>Its true,  Spurs did lead us 2 - 0 on first half. But seriously, doubting Man Utd should be the last thing that you should do. We scored 5 on second half. Twice from Rooney , twice from Ronaldo and one from Berbatov who scored against his old club. And to Liverpool fans, if u really think you can win the title race this year, pray harder :) . I know its too early and i don't want to sound so confident because i dont want people to laugh at me if we did not won the league title this year, but i was just so happy with the result. It was fucking amazing. wahaa. *okay sikit sikit excited sudah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Glory Glory Man United&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/5333626925855666417-1001839787523966772?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1001839787523966772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1001839787523966772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1001839787523966772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1001839787523966772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-with-amazing-come-back.html' title='The One With The Amazing Come Back'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2027798815355566323</id><published>2009-04-20T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:19:08.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Wish Life Would Be Easier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I think I need to get away,&lt;br /&gt;Pack all my things,&lt;br /&gt;Get on a plane,&lt;br /&gt;Head off alone one summer day,&lt;br /&gt;Never look back at the town i called home,&lt;br /&gt;maybe visit California,&lt;br /&gt;I hear its nice there in the summer,&lt;br /&gt;but all the waves and coastline and sunset shores would just make me miss you more&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/5333626925855666417-2027798815355566323?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2027798815355566323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2027798815355566323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2027798815355566323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2027798815355566323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-where-he-wish-life-would-be-easier.html' title='The One Where He Wish Life Would Be Easier'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7430408185042485420</id><published>2009-04-20T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:11:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Manly Voice</title><content type='html'>I realised ive been very lazy to update my blog. To be honest, its not because i dont want to, but i just dont have any idea what to write about. Because i think it is stupid to write about how i usually woke up at 1 or 2 pm everyday and slept at 6 or 7 am. Its suppose to be my 2009 resolution to jog every morning since i will have a lot of free time. But it didnt really work out. Not even once. And yes, im still trying hard to gain my weight. Trust me i did. But no, it didnt happened too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh future.  I hate it when people ask me to decide about my future. Truth been told, i dont even know what i wanna do in future, what i really want to be. I only know that i really want to be rich. I know, sounds typical , but i have to be rich to support my luxurious life in future. aha. yes, i will have a luxurious life. :D. keep on dreaming Syahmi. Thats what u do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my voice sounds funny thru the phone. I need to change my voice. I need a macho voice. ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7430408185042485420?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7430408185042485420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7430408185042485420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7430408185042485420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7430408185042485420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-with-manly-voice.html' title='The One With The Manly Voice'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7249384675584612892</id><published>2009-04-10T14:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:29:11.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Test</title><content type='html'>I'm always a negative person. Never trust me if i say ill become more positive because i wont. What can I say, life's a bitch baby. haha. no no, dont insult "life" syahmi. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how people tend to listen to quote like "friends forever" or "if its meant to be,it will be " when i'd rather believe in "nothing last forever" . Its not that i dont want it to last forever , but i need a proof. Proof to me than it can last so ill believe in those things. And you know how i hate the so called famous quote "if its meant to be , it will be". They give us hope to believe in something. Why dont they ask us to stop hoping,and try harder instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lame how i try to update my blog and ended up post something emo-ish. Im not in the  emo mood really, but i just feel like update something and another emo post came out from me. haha. Bodoh la. I need to listen to more happy song from now. Ill stop listen Dear Juliet's and listen to Soulja Boy's instead. haha . Okay i better stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i just finished the oc marathon for season 1 and while watching , theres this one song which called Cannonball by Damien Rice which i used to like a lot ( and yes, i discovered bout the existance of that song from this show btw ) . So i decided to post the video here. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yqM--IMkX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yqM--IMkX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*= &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#= Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12px; font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Because once you get what you want, that’s when you've got something to lose&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/5333626925855666417-7249384675584612892?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7249384675584612892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7249384675584612892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7249384675584612892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7249384675584612892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-with-test.html' title='The One With The Test'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6847470376084193358</id><published>2009-04-03T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:19:25.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Could Not Tell What Happened In Mexico</title><content type='html'>Syahmi  : Hey you know what, what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: What happens in Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;Syahmi  : I don't know because it stays there! That's why we must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think reading quotes is fun. Im lame. This holiday has turned me to be lame and more lame each days. ( yes Syahmi, blame the holiday, brilliant )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have i told you that i would love to have Marissa Cooper as my girlfriend? haha I think i did. And yes, I have a crush on Marissa Cooper. No, not Mischa Barton, Marissa Cooper. Yes, im in love with a character in The OC. Okay it really sounds stupid now ( it seriously sounds better in my head) haha. but who cares.im gonna write bout it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i not like her? Shes caring , understanding and would be there for her boyfriend when he needs her. And plus , shes hot. :) aha. I know shes a bit vulnerable , but from what ive learn in life( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaya cakap mcm dah hidup lama je&lt;/span&gt; , haha) , if you are ready to show ur vulnerable side to ur partner,it shows how you really love her or him . Why? Ask me personally. Malas nak explain here. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if u ask did i find my own Marissa Cooper . Sadly, i have to say no. But seriously, who needs Marissa Cooper if i have my own version of Paris Hilton? haha Shes gonna kill me if she knows i compared her to Paris Hilton. But why would i be scared ? Shes not that strong tho. :P ( good thing that she doesnt read blogs that much ) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough with the OC. Ive to do something. Its either playing football , work out ,watching wrestling or any manly stuff to do. Ive to keep it balance. Balance is good ,right? haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R: Sometimes I think you talk just to make sounds.&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well, sometimes I do. &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/5333626925855666417-6847470376084193358?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6847470376084193358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6847470376084193358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6847470376084193358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6847470376084193358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-with-he-could-not-tell-what.html' title='The One Where He Could Not Tell What Happened In Mexico'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6416949615921506572</id><published>2009-03-22T18:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:35:35.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where All The Girls Are Standing In The Line For The Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Sunburst was GREAT. Well obviously it could have been better if the artist who performed on stage also includes band or singer that I like. But still, it was GREAT. N.E.R.D was great. The others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert supposedly starts at 2pm. But WE , ( we as in Syahmi , Aween &amp;amp; Roslyn ) arrived at Bukit Kiara Equestrian &amp;amp; Country Resort at 7 . We decided to have our lunch at IKEA before we're heading to the concert. Why? sebab kami ada life. lunch pun dkt IKEA. haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know whats funny? While watching N.E.R.D performed on stage, i realised that i miss Limp Bizkit. I know thats weird bcos there is obviously no connection between N.E.R.D and Limp Bizkit. But i dont know. I wish Limp Bizkit would come for the next Sunburst next year. haha padahal Limp Bizkit macam dah takde je sekarang. And as for artist who will represent RnB and Hip Hop music, I would love to see Bow Wow or Nelly.haha Okay done with crapping Syahmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some picture from SunBurst :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnVZrcGZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jRsSnE5blXk/s1600-h/2597_57677884610_737949610_1545936_3164513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 368px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnVZrcGZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jRsSnE5blXk/s320/2597_57677884610_737949610_1545936_3164513_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316050027525446034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZoBAWJKUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0altptjDzOg/s1600-h/2597_57674499610_737949610_1545852_5004924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZoBAWJKUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0altptjDzOg/s320/2597_57674499610_737949610_1545852_5004924_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316050776639482178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnVBNqs4I/AAAAAAAAAis/f2n6UaakOUo/s1600-h/2597_57677879610_737949610_1545935_5044436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnVBNqs4I/AAAAAAAAAis/f2n6UaakOUo/s320/2597_57677879610_737949610_1545935_5044436_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316050020958122882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnUt0PMlI/AAAAAAAAAik/6IVQiWKV9QU/s1600-h/2597_57677399610_737949610_1545916_574444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnUt0PMlI/AAAAAAAAAik/6IVQiWKV9QU/s320/2597_57677399610_737949610_1545916_574444_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316050015751189074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnUgwoDGI/AAAAAAAAAic/Een6AwWv7I4/s1600-h/2597_57675099610_737949610_1545860_52896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnUgwoDGI/AAAAAAAAAic/Een6AwWv7I4/s320/2597_57675099610_737949610_1545860_52896_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316050012246379618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aween , Roslyn  &amp;amp; Julia&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/5333626925855666417-6416949615921506572?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6416949615921506572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6416949615921506572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6416949615921506572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6416949615921506572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-where-all-girls-are-standing-in.html' title='The One Where All The Girls Are Standing In The Line For The Bathroom'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/ScZnVZrcGZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jRsSnE5blXk/s72-c/2597_57677884610_737949610_1545936_3164513_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5512254083940174174</id><published>2009-03-21T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:28:36.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Knows That He's Not Jack Fuller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't put your bet on Syahmi , he'll disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm started to freak out about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it love tonight&lt;br /&gt;When everyone's dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Of a better life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no master plan to help me out&lt;br /&gt;Or make me stand up for&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I really want&lt;br /&gt;You had me too afraid to ask&lt;br /&gt;And as I look ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;I cry and pray for sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-5512254083940174174?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5512254083940174174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5512254083940174174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5512254083940174174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5512254083940174174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-where-he-knows-that-hes-not-jack.html' title='The One Where He Knows That He&apos;s Not Jack Fuller'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2970796636039700887</id><published>2009-03-17T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:18:08.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He's Terrified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what the future holds for me, it's terrifying honestly.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll just wait and see ,if I survive.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the last summer we'll have all to ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;Before next year when we have to pack and move on out.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, I'll miss the friends I've made in this town.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that time would just slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And what makes this even harder is how it involves two person, or more actually. But ive to be honest that for now , i am only focus on this one person. And no, Syahmi is not ready for it. And he wish, the time would just slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2970796636039700887?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2970796636039700887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2970796636039700887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2970796636039700887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2970796636039700887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-where-he-started-to-panic.html' title='The One Where He&apos;s Terrified'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6475521992659886493</id><published>2009-03-15T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:23:26.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Failed Everyone, Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I fucking failed myself. I failed my parents. I ruined my fucking future. I am fucking hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you guys want to know , ive made it fucking clear.&lt;br /&gt;So I would fucking appreciate if u stop asking me bout my fucking results because it is fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why Is Everything So Hard&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Think That I Can Deal With The Things You Said&lt;br /&gt;It Just Wont Go Away&lt;br /&gt;I Used To Think That I Was Strong&lt;br /&gt;I Think The Day It All Went Wrong&lt;br /&gt;I Think I Need A Miracle To Make It Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6475521992659886493?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6475521992659886493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6475521992659886493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6475521992659886493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6475521992659886493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-with-failure.html' title='The One Where He Failed Everyone, Again.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7953497363468213011</id><published>2009-03-11T00:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:43:43.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Is Chilling Like The Ice Cream Filling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbCZMWb17I/AAAAAAAAAhs/tNE6GpKh9rA/s1600-h/20252756.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/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbCZMWb17I/AAAAAAAAAhs/tNE6GpKh9rA/s320/20252756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311646548597921714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason Mraz's concert was awesome possum. Yes Sarah, i used ur word to describe my feeling about that concert. aha. But yeah, the concert was great. It was my first time going to concert btw, and i had a lot of fun. Tho i kinda wish the concert was longer, but it was okay. It was freaking worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have revised all of his songs before going to the concert, so that i can sing along in all the song he sang. But no, i forgot to do it. But luckily he did sang songs that i know like You and I Both , Geek In The Pink , Make It Mine , I''m Yours of course and my favourite track, Beautiful Mess and a few others. Tapi dia tak nyanyi lagu I'll Do Anything. :( sedih.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Jason Mraz's concert was superb. He is amazing. A performer and entertainer. He's cool yaw !! and i like it when he said " Dont Let Your Mind Stop You From Having Fun" or something like that. Its very inspiring. aha. and oh , i love If It Kills Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Concert ; Sunburst ( tapi kenapa takde artis best ? ) haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbAzdu9g6I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ChYN-_NtAmE/s1600-h/20252603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbAzdu9g6I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ChYN-_NtAmE/s320/20252603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311644800917537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah yang excited !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbBrx784QI/AAAAAAAAAhk/04aV28YY1qo/s1600-h/20252653.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/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbBrx784QI/AAAAAAAAAhk/04aV28YY1qo/s320/20252653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311645768413405442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sba_5PnZQNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i6lYFhMAevc/s1600-h/20252736.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sba_5XjJrgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/VpD6Pnhp33Y/s1600-h/20252652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sba_5XjJrgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/VpD6Pnhp33Y/s320/20252652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311643802824977922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbBZmf8U2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/q4jdBTW1rac/s1600-h/20252687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbBZmf8U2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/q4jdBTW1rac/s320/20252687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311645456105493346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sba_5eoZAeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QaUbuWZJRkc/s1600-h/20252651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/Sba_5eoZAeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QaUbuWZJRkc/s320/20252651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311643804726002146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And btw, this is Aween :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all I really wanna do is to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A kind much closer than friends use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I still can't say it after all we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I really want from you is to feel me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the feeling inside keeps building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will find a way to you if it kills me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it kills me&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/5333626925855666417-7953497363468213011?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7953497363468213011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7953497363468213011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7953497363468213011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7953497363468213011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-where-he-is-chilling-like-ice-cream.html' title='The One Where He Is Chilling Like The Ice Cream Filling'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbbCZMWb17I/AAAAAAAAAhs/tNE6GpKh9rA/s72-c/20252756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1141977077050745900</id><published>2009-03-06T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:11:12.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Second Job</title><content type='html'>For those who might not know, im no longer working in Tod's. And no, i wasnt get fired or i quit. It just that they no longer need a part timer and no, its not the polite way to say " You're Fired" to me because my collegue , Saarah also no longer working there for the same reason. So u cant expect them to fire Saarah, who is an amazing worker there. Really, she started working since December but she looked like a pro to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after i finished working at Tod's , i got another job which is an examination attendant at UIA. I know the job sounds so boring. But if you just sit, sms-ing, playing with games from your handphone,  and sometimes 'tertidur' and got paid rm 5 an hour or Rm 40 a day, it is freaking worth it right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that is my 2nd job and i worked from 23 Feb - 4 March. And now i am again, jobless. haha im still not sure whether i want to look for a new job or anything. I need to get some rest for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill update about Jason Mraz's Concert once i got the picture.  And no, im not ready for SPM's result to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbECHpeCBFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/808EgCqmWA4/s1600-h/DSC01500.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/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbECHpeCBFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/808EgCqmWA4/s320/DSC01500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310027766060680274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbECj46_LBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Gk2TrjK39s/s1600-h/DSC01518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbECj46_LBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Gk2TrjK39s/s320/DSC01518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310028251244997650" 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/5333626925855666417-1141977077050745900?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1141977077050745900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1141977077050745900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1141977077050745900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1141977077050745900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-with-second-job.html' title='The One With The Second Job'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SbECHpeCBFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/808EgCqmWA4/s72-c/DSC01500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6136999304958176942</id><published>2009-02-22T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:41:15.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Wish That It Won't Fade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a nice feeling. A very nice feeling. But i cant help but to feel worry about it. Because I really dont want it to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will it fades anyway? Its too early to talk about the future. But I hope it wont. I really want the feeling to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my shooting star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And we've got one more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so please say you'll stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please don't fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause I'm afraid that this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could turn into a nightmare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if I wake up tomorrow and you're not there&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/5333626925855666417-6136999304958176942?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6136999304958176942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6136999304958176942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6136999304958176942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6136999304958176942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-where-he-wish-that-it-wont-fade_22.html' title='The One Where He Wish That It Won&apos;t Fade'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1357261732433632760</id><published>2009-02-11T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:48:50.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Hates Costa Rica</title><content type='html'>It is because rabieka will be leaving to Costa Rica tomorrow. Imagine if there is no Costa Rica, there is STILL possibilities for her to stay.  Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that sounds ridiculous. But I hate it. I really wish you didn’t have to go. Its freaking one year. Kalau seminggu dua takpe lah jugak. A lot of things might happen in a year time. I’m very afraid that things will change. Siapa nak chat at msn with me malam- malam? Who am I  going to talk  to when I have a problem? Mak siapa lagi nak belanja I makan? Okay itu memang cerita lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only stupid people will reject such an opportunity kan? A year in Costa Rica, siapa tak nak. And for hoping you to say no that offer because Syahmi don’t want you to go lagi lah mengarut. haha. So good luck Becka, and yes, don’t worry too much. I’m sure you’ll do great. I really hope nothing will change, and we will still be as close when you get back here in a year time. I really am gonna miss you. And I know ive said it before , but I really I want to thank you for everything. I really don’t know how dull my life would be kalau kita tak jadi close friend last year. So yes, thank you so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Rabieka Aliya Ruslan.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SZJmWFqjikI/AAAAAAAAAgA/gujm8JrxNC0/s1600-h/P2063103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SZJmWFqjikI/AAAAAAAAAgA/gujm8JrxNC0/s320/P2063103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301412241032317506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll never be that far from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So don't say goodbye 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll never be that far from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm telling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I needed a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never told you how much that meant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gotta thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1357261732433632760?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1357261732433632760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1357261732433632760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1357261732433632760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1357261732433632760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-where-he-hates-costa-rica.html' title='The One Where He Hates Costa Rica'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SZJmWFqjikI/AAAAAAAAAgA/gujm8JrxNC0/s72-c/P2063103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6727124720606152983</id><published>2009-02-04T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:44:43.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The First People To Leave</title><content type='html'>I hate it when people are leaving . Especially those who im really close to. ye lah , kalau musuh aku peduli apa kan? haha. And this is only the first person. There will be a lot more i suppose. I know sounds dramatic bcos shes leaving for a month only , but thats not the point. The point is, why does people leave. Its not fair. The plan was suppose to be me who left Malaysia and moved to California and not telling anyone bout it. But now, people are leaving, and im still stuck in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dah banyak mengarut sebenarnya. Roslyn is leaving this friday. Saya tidak suka. Kerana saya tidak suka orang meninggalkan saya. Tapi nak buat mcm mana. sudah tiada pilihan. I really wish u dont have to go roslyn :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Roslyn, i am going to miss you. Have fun bina-ing RUMAH PAPAN, yes i know you are not going to read this aween, but roslyn is going to build a rumah papan and not rumah batu, okay? haha. Take care alright. And oh, remember,whenever you feel sad, look at the necklace i gave you , and smile :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALIK CEPAT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh btw,  did i tell u that i hate Costa Rica?. Why ? Ill write bout it next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6727124720606152983?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6727124720606152983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6727124720606152983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6727124720606152983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6727124720606152983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-where-first-people-to-leave.html' title='The One With The First People To Leave'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-753504302682651854</id><published>2009-02-02T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:35:41.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Lost It</title><content type='html'>I think Ive Lost One Ability Which I Always Thought I'm Good At.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ive lost my ability to hide my feeling especially when i'm not in the mood or i'm sad bcos people tend to notice it. haih. I know ive lost it for quite a while but i need it back, i need to learn to hide my emotion back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I'm A Nightmare, A disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; ; I'm A Lost Cause, Not A Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5333626925855666417-753504302682651854?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/753504302682651854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=753504302682651854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/753504302682651854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/753504302682651854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-where-he-lost-it.html' title='The One Where He Lost It'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3715701233455293241</id><published>2009-02-01T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:18:19.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Everybody Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People Say A Perfect Life, A Life Without Any Problem&lt;br /&gt;Would Not Be Fun, Would Be Boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Did They Know When They Never Actually Experienced It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry I Did Not Mean , To Hurt My Little Girl&lt;br /&gt;Its Beyond Me, I Cannot Carry The Weight Of A Heavy World&lt;br /&gt;So Goodnight, Hope That Things Work Out Alright&lt;br /&gt;-Maroon 5 ; Goodnight Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-3715701233455293241?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3715701233455293241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3715701233455293241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3715701233455293241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3715701233455293241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-where-everybody-lie.html' title='The One Where Everybody Lie'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8553582192993545004</id><published>2009-01-23T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:14:52.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Down-To- Earth Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoo, scary. Except for the im confident part, i think MOST of it are true. I guess. Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8553582192993545004?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8553582192993545004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8553582192993545004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8553582192993545004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8553582192993545004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-with-down-to-earth-post.html' title='The One With The Down-To- Earth Post'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6752745891192362266</id><published>2009-01-23T02:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:37:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where He Listened Too Much Of MCR's Song</title><content type='html'>Okay first of all, this post is nothing to do with My Chemical Romance. I just wrote that because for some reason , i feel a bit emo now. Okay maybe not a bit. Just Emo? heh. Takde kena mengena dgn MCR? adalah. MCR tu bukan emo ke haa? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you may say, typical. But i dont know. I just realised that i'm not cool , which to be honest kinda bothering me the whole day. Stupid. And NO  , you poser , who apparently used to be my classmate, you're not cool. You definitely not. Stop thinking that you are because it is fcking annoying. Define Cool? I don't do things that cool people did. I don't know how to play foosball and pool , and oh by i don't know i mean, i'm not good at it lah. I never punched a face. haha yeah, i really want to punch someone face. And yes, i do have a few of name in mind. haha. I never go to a club. I know nightclub , is not me, but i just want to have the experienced, ok? I don't know how to play a music instrument. I can't sing. I'm not famous. I don't have a lot of friends. I'm not good at making conversation. I'm not funny. I cant speak in spanish and french. I'm not handsome ( kenapa orang handsome cool? tah la, saya pun tak tahu kenapa ) And yes, i still can't scored a goal from 70 yards like beckham did. haih. And a lot of other things i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No , its not that I REALLY WANT TO BE COOL . No. I just wish that i hv something to be proud of. I'm not special . haih. and i hate it when people think me as a good boy, and by good boy they were refering to those sissy boy. Well guess what, you made a wrong mistake. A fucking big mistakes. I love it when people think that i'm nice , but please, respect me. Bcos im not nice, im actually very rebel. So please, stop irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pls save ur sarcastic comment about this post,  because thats the last thing i need now. And in case you were wondering why am i sounds so emo, dont ask, bcos , I Really Don't Know Why. Typical? haih..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6752745891192362266?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6752745891192362266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6752745891192362266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6752745891192362266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6752745891192362266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-where-he-listened-too-much-of-mcrs.html' title='The One Where He Listened Too Much Of MCR&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6818069233983087309</id><published>2009-01-23T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:36:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Coffee Bean Serve The Best Coffee</title><content type='html'>You want to drink the best coffee? Go to Mont Kiara's Coffee Bean, because from what i heard, there is this one girl who served the best coffee EVER. haha. And for the single guy out there, besides the good coffee, you can also meet the hottest girl in Mont Kiara so far. And her name is Shafira. Tgk shaf, i promote you habis habis ni. haha. So yes, people, let us go to Mont Kiara and drink coffee there okay?  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6818069233983087309?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6818069233983087309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6818069233983087309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6818069233983087309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6818069233983087309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-where-coffee-bean-serve-best-coffee.html' title='The One Where Coffee Bean Serve The Best Coffee'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1150900230467544192</id><published>2009-01-15T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:45:13.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Tod's New Staff</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you have heard about it or not, but yes currently im working part time at Tod's . And you ask me how was it? oh . ia penat macam neraka. haha sangat lain bunyinya. Tired like hell , really. But its working, what do i expect? kalau tak nak penat tidur dirumah la kan? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already work there for 3 days and so far it was okay except for the tired part. So far i can say that it was okay. And we dont really get a lot of customer since all the stuff there are freakishly expensive. haha . But it was fun since most of the customer are foreigner and freaking rich people. And yes, maybe i sound a bit jakun here, but i do feel A BIT amazed when this one guy came and pay for his new shoes which cost him Rm3000 or something with cash. Cash people. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case ure wondering, i have to work for 10 hours OR 12 hours per day. Yes that long people. haha luckily so far i only work in shift meaning , i have to work for 10 hours je. I wonder how tired will it be if working for the freaking 12 hours? haish. haha. So i think this is it for now. and oh do come and visit me at klcc okay? bcos working there is quite boring bcos no entertainment really. haha so i do get excited if i saw any familiar faces there. haha im that bored people :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1150900230467544192?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1150900230467544192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1150900230467544192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1150900230467544192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1150900230467544192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-with-tods-new-staff.html' title='The One With The Tod&apos;s New Staff'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4664142612609699594</id><published>2009-01-15T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:06:34.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where I Got To Say " Its 3 - 0 baby"</title><content type='html'>Yes, we trashed the hell out of Chelsea. And yes, it was 3 - 0 baby. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx to Vidic, Rooney and Berbatov. And of course , Giggsy, man of the match performanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet we still got a game in hand. And yes , we won again against Wigan last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure will be on top again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill update bout my work at Tod's later. Probably malam ni. Sabar ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man United.&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/5333626925855666417-4664142612609699594?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4664142612609699594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4664142612609699594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4664142612609699594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4664142612609699594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-where-i-got-to-say-its-3-0-baby.html' title='The One Where I Got To Say &quot; Its 3 - 0 baby&quot;'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3549962710654833528</id><published>2009-01-10T00:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:26:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Rabieka Can Rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;7th January 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it once and i will say it again. KARAOKE BEST GILA NAK MAMPUS. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay over. But seriously, it was FUUUUNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of going to karaoke was planned since , err i cant remember when , but dah lamaaa laaa. And finally we did find the suitable time.But before that , Rabieka said that she probably couldnt make it. But I told her she has to be there as well since she's like the glue that stick the 7 of us together. ahah. and so me, Naim and Roslyn kinda forced her to go bcos this could be the last time we all hang out together before she leaves. and yes she did make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, 3 hours and 20 minutes of karaoke is not enough. Told you we have to arrive there at 11. Kalau tak boleh karaoke 4 jam. ish. haha. Poor aryl , he wanted to sing the yesterday song by the beatles so bad but since we were running out of time, he dont get the chances to sing it. takpe lah , nnt aku belanja kau cd karaoke the beatles aryl , kau nyanyi  dkt rumah puas - puas ye?.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with a slow , jiwang , 90s songs like Shape Of My Heart , My Baby You  , Everyday I Love You  and yes, thanx to me, we sang all those jiwang song. haha then we ended up singing various type of song. From Shape Of My Heart to Rollin , I Wanna Spend My Time Loving You to The Reason , Wannabe to Zombie ( eh it rhymes? ) haha . Basically we sang various type of song genre. And yes we had A LOT OF FUN. Especially when we sang Bye Bye Bye , Only One , Zombie , For You I Will and nah , i cant decide which. Semuanya seronoklah :D. haha and oh did i told you Rabieka can rap? yeah , she raps for Eminem's Mockingbird. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the 3 hours of karaoke-ing, which was not enough btw, we went to watch YES MAN. Yes, ive watched the movie before but since the others want to watch that  movie , so terpaksalah. But i think its quite worth it lah. Bcos the movie was good. Jim carey was damn funny in that. And Zooey Deschanel is cuuute :D. hehe. Okay enough talking and here are some pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeMjnwFPSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yFiIeWss_6g/s1600-h/l_e1667184e2f54f6f800ab44e4c9eed85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeMjnwFPSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yFiIeWss_6g/s320/l_e1667184e2f54f6f800ab44e4c9eed85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289350830963899682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstreets Back Alrite ? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOtD2VsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5DCqHNNSokc/s1600-h/l_dc375dfea6cb4b958ed4e0023f64dd4e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOtD2VsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5DCqHNNSokc/s320/l_dc375dfea6cb4b958ed4e0023f64dd4e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289349372100105922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabieka &amp;amp; Roslyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOp3EcEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/U-aD6uFHep8/s1600-h/l_69a03ff448be42d0b03c3ad92c301028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOp3EcEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/U-aD6uFHep8/s320/l_69a03ff448be42d0b03c3ad92c301028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289349371241197634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOw0eKvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3LJQ2eKQqfs/s1600-h/l_184b344812f846c5bbf241bdccde9825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeLOw0eKvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3LJQ2eKQqfs/s320/l_184b344812f846c5bbf241bdccde9825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289349373109349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PEACE !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ; Rakan - rakanku, Jom lah pergi karaoke lagi :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-3549962710654833528?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3549962710654833528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3549962710654833528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3549962710654833528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3549962710654833528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-where-rabieka-can-rap.html' title='The One Where Rabieka Can Rap'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SWeMjnwFPSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yFiIeWss_6g/s72-c/l_e1667184e2f54f6f800ab44e4c9eed85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1304737871151412519</id><published>2009-01-06T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:41:55.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Joey's Magic Trick</title><content type='html'>Have I told you how much I love the friends tv show? Oh I did? and it annoyed you that i kept repeating the same question eh? haha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i not like the show? The show is freakishly hilarious and it teaches us how to appreciate our friends. I always wish that i have a friend like Joey , Chandler , Ross , Rachel , Monica and Phoebe. I kinda regret that i dont watch this show earlier because i want to feel what the other friends fan felt when the show is over. I know it was a sad feeling. I still feel sad whenever i watched the last episode of friends. Especially when Joey and Chandler said goodbye to each other. The strong bonding between the 6 of them make me love them. I know this may sounds silly but i kinda think that I love these 6 people more than i love most of my friend.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering why do I love this show so much, i think this few videos can explain to you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZzB_XoUpd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZzB_XoUpd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOrdxRz7Y8o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOrdxRz7Y8o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G45aOt3DM3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G45aOt3DM3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be there for you. Cos you're there for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1304737871151412519?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1304737871151412519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1304737871151412519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1304737871151412519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1304737871151412519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-with-joeys-magic-trick.html' title='The One With The Joey&apos;s Magic Trick'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1538557109850820594</id><published>2009-01-01T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:36:54.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Beginning Of A New Era</title><content type='html'>Ye , mmg saya saja memilih tajuk yg poyo. kenapa? ada masalah? peduli apa saya. hahaha ( gelak orang jahat )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah 2009 pun kan. Cepat sungguh waktu berlalu. Pejam celik pejam celik dah setahun. Oh sebelum itu, saya rasa saya ingin menyeimbangkan penulisan bahasa melayu dan bahasa inggeris di blog ini. mengapa? tah saje jee. tp tgk lah, saya akan menulis dalam sesuatu bahasa itu, mengikut mood saya lah. haha boleh pulak ikut mood kan. ala betul la ikut mood , takkan ikut kanan jika memotong pulak.. tak lawak pun sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah jauh menyimpang. balik semula cerita tahun baru. Matlamat tahun baru mestilah nak menjadikan tahun ini tahun terbaik. haha. sangat cliche ayat itu. Dah la selalunya tak pernah terjadi pun. Tunggu je lah penghujung tahun ini saya akan mengeluarkan post post emo yg mengutuk ngutuk 2009.haha tapi harap harap tidak lah. Biar lah 2009 jadi tahun best. Best mcm tempe. Tapi tempe takde lah best sangat. Twisties lagi best. oh sebut pasal twisties, ramai yg ckp nk belanja saya twisties tapi tak tunaikan lagi. okay ni mmg cerita lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakap pasal tahun baru semua org mesti ada azam baru eh. Azam saya masa tahun 2008 pun tak tercapai lagi. Azam 2008 ialah untuk membeli belah di Tesco Ampang. Okay mmg la masa tu ckp nak buat lawak je. Tp yg peliknya , sampai sekarang tak sampai lagi tesco ampang. Kenapa? haa yang tu yang kita tak tahu tu. Tapi 2009 tak tahu lah nak apa. Oh dah tau. Saya nak tambahkan berat badan dan akan mulakan rutin bersenam sbb saya nak ada badan yg cantik mcm Jehan Miskin ataupun Randy Orton. haha kalau tak kenal sila google. Payah pula nak letak gmbar dkt sini. tapi itu cita2 je. Nnt tengok2 saya masih lagi kurus. Tak best lah. Nak makan byk cuti ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gain weight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dapatkan kerja&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HOLIDAY HOLIDAY. nak pergi mana2 la yang best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cari girlfriend? haha ye la tu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;eh tu je kot. Hari tu macam banyak.Lupa lah. Selalu mcm tu. Banyak makan semut agaknya. Dah tu takkan nak salahkan semut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau nak ikutkan saya takut juga nak masuk 2009 ni. Ye la, byk new things punya lah nnt. Dah tak sekolah pulak tu. Masuk university nnt mesti mcm lain punya. Mesti rindu pengetua SAB. Okay tak baik menipu. Rindu kawan- kawan? oo , ada la sesetengah yang akan saya rindu. Yang baik dgn saya , saya rindu la. Yang sombong dgn saya buat apa nak rindu. haha. Lagi satu nak kena buat kawan baru lagi . Ish ssh. Kalau saya friendly takpe jugak. Saya dah la confirm confirm pemalu. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la, tak baik meleter panjang panjang. Korang pun malas nak baca. Baik korang baca novel twilight yang digilai remaja masa kini kan. Saya harap 2009 akan menjadi tahun yang baik untuk semua orang. Untuk kawan - kawan, semoga berjaya dalam apa je yg korang pilih lepas ni. Kolej ke university ke or kalau ada yang tak boleh terima takdir sekolah dah habis sampai nk masuk form 6 balik ke , good luck lah korang. Dan janganlah lupakan saya oh. keep in touch eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, nak bgtau ni. Contact lens saya hilang sebelah. haha tak sampai sebulan pakai dah hilang. ish. apa lah. okay dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye 2008. Hello 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1538557109850820594?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1538557109850820594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1538557109850820594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1538557109850820594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1538557109850820594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-with-beginning-of-new-era.html' title='The One With The Beginning Of A New Era'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7377051161244030711</id><published>2008-12-31T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:57:53.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The End Of 2008</title><content type='html'>So yeah , today is the last day of 2008. Hows 2008 for me ? Well i can say that 2008 had an awful start but it do have an okay-ish  ending . One thing for sure, a lot of things happened to me this year. Things changed, and PEOPLE TOO. Yes, this statement is too cliche and i do think that ill write the same statement anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM should be the main highlight this year. I do think it could have been a better year if not bcos of this stupid exam. heh. A stressed year , I shall say. But 2008 sure did bring a lot of impact in my life. 2008 give me a lot of memories. Good , bad and some that might changed my life forever. haha over. okay dah , malas ckp banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Good Memories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met some wonderful people this year. There are a few. But ive to thank this one girl ,who I don't think she realized how much she helped me this year. If it wasn't because of her, my 2008 could have been more dull and pathetic. heh. And oh no, i dont want to mention her name here. sbb dia suka perasan lebih.haha But again, thank you wonderful friend. To syamira asyiqin, thank you for being such a good listener and of course, a good friend. And to "Chibi Maruko" pun , thanx jugak lah.hehe And to those who been good to me this year, thank you so much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be part of the prom committee was a memorable moment for me. The experienced to organised such an event was priceless. And to know that the event was success, i couldnt be more happy . 19th December 2008 is no doubt one of the best night in my life. oh shit , i miss prom already. :( haha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 Jaya best. haa. Quoting Tan Wei Kiat " 5 Jaya is the best class, forever" . haha. I cant ask for a better class than this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The last year of school. YAY!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tak terpilih PLKN. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;urgh, i got a few more but dah lupa apa. haha so ni je la.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt; Bad Memories &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Many To Be Listed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Memorable Conversation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eh apa kata korang jadi perempuan for one day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- yeah? then apa nama perempuan i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Kamilia Naimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- haha. i punya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- u jadi **** ( okay lupa apa nama )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- tak nak la. Dah alang2 jadi perempuan, bg i nama best sikit. I nak Syamira Melissa. Panggil I Mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Eh what is transformer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-A device used to transfer electric energy from one circuit to another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- oo, transformer tu bukan Optimus Prime ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- what the hell man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-apa azam tahun baru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- azam tahun baru nak cari kawan nama azam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this one restaurant in KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- Eh jom la. Suruh kira la ni. Mintak bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- eh korang bayar kan i punya dulu. My mum suruh beli ubat nyamuk jap ( I WAS JOKING . Obviously. kononnya tak nak bayar la bil tu )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-eh kenapa nak beli ubat nyamuk dkt klcc. Tggu la dkt ampang point nnt u beli. ( and she didnt get it) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7377051161244030711?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7377051161244030711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7377051161244030711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7377051161244030711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7377051161244030711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-end-of-2008.html' title='The One With The End Of 2008'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1074475870503754937</id><published>2008-12-30T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:56:18.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Generation</title><content type='html'>Tagged by ; Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged as to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Help Me - Nick Carter.&lt;br /&gt;-haha ye la tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;I Told You So - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;- Gila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Almost Here - Brian Mcfadden ft Delta Goodrem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Stolen - Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;- You have stolen my heart . haa boleh jugak laa. aha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Better In Time - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;So Long Sweet Summer - Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;- eh betul.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Fly Away - Nelly&lt;br /&gt;- haa , ada kena mengena habis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Hanging By A Moment - Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's Me - Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;- Try answer this during ur exam . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Kerna Ku Sayang Kamu - Dygta&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha sayang ke? haa boleh laa. sayang jugak lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Lips Of An Angel - Hinder&lt;br /&gt;- oh oh oh oh. padahal takde kena mengena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Boston - Augustana&lt;br /&gt;- baik california lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Who Needs The World - Nick Carter&lt;br /&gt;- Who needs the world when i got you, switch of the sun , the star and the moon. hahaha er, true la kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;In Fate's Hand - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;- dah jodoh la kira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Jangan Bersedih Lagi - Anuar Zain&lt;br /&gt;- i doubt ppl will be that sad tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??&lt;br /&gt;Your Call - Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;- sadly , no one is interested to call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;My Eyes Burn - Matchbook Romance&lt;br /&gt;- haha takut mata terbakar eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Wait For You - Elliot Yamin&lt;br /&gt;-eee , mana tau ni? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere - Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;- Oh i need a vacation . So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Picture Of You - Boyzone&lt;br /&gt;- I got a picture of you in my mind . tenet tenet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Generation - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;- LISTEEEEENNNN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag People&lt;br /&gt;- Rabieka Aliya&lt;br /&gt;- Syamira Amir&lt;br /&gt;- Hazimah Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;- Shafira Madina&lt;br /&gt;- Natosha&lt;br /&gt;- Qistina&lt;br /&gt;- Err siapa siapa nak buat, buat je lah sebenarnya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1074475870503754937?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1074475870503754937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1074475870503754937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1074475870503754937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1074475870503754937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-generation.html' title='The One With The Generation'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6143789685640719288</id><published>2008-12-24T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:12:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With One Of The Best Night In My Life</title><content type='html'>19th December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why 19th December was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Prom Was Awesomely Awesome. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Male Best Dressed :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is always the best feeling when u got to prove those who doubt you that they were wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The lighting that night was superb. It makes u feel that you were dancing in the night club. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night walk in Bukit Bintang with wonderful people. You can help to but to love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am still at Bukit Bintang at 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 people in the same hotel room ? what's not to like about it? haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We all looked grown up. It make me feel great. :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Possible reasons why it wasn't great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have a date. *%##@*#. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know how to dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't get the chance to enjoy the food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not the Prom King. :( .hahahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becka and Shafira at least found 2 hot guys. And I don't find any. haha well i know there's a lot of hot people there but ive known all of them and how do u expect me to flirt with people i already know?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But to think back, it is actually better if I don't have a date bcos i kinda free to walk and dance with whoever i want , and the light was dim when everyone was dancing so i don't think people notice that i dunno how to dance and i know i dont eat a lot but I can maintain my slim figure haha. As for the "im not the prom king" , i don't have to carry the big hamper that won by the prom king. And for the hot girls, its not like i'm going to make any move if there is any pun kan?. haha. So basically everything about 19th December was greaaat. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6143789685640719288?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6143789685640719288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6143789685640719288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6143789685640719288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6143789685640719288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-one-of-best-night-in-my-life.html' title='The One With One Of The Best Night In My Life'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2094299028840715869</id><published>2008-12-24T21:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:37:58.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The PROM - tastic</title><content type='html'>Sab Prom Night 08’ was awesome posseme. In fact its better than my expectation. And I bet most of the people who came feel the same way too. Its definitely a night to remember . And the best part is we got to prove to all the people who think this event will be a disaster that they were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;To The Committee&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had an amazing time working with you guys. All the stress , sacrifies, especially the money we spent to buy the handphone credit haha, and to some of the committees, tears shed by them( you know who you are haha) are totally worth it now. This prom wouldn’t be a success without you guys. And special credit to the Head Committees . She was a great leader. I don’t think we are able to organise such an event without her leadership. And yes, you deserved to be the PROM QUEEN.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To The People Who Come&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for supporting us or at least for coming. And thanks for being such a wonderful crowd. I really hope all of u guys had a wonderful night. Sorry if the night wasn’t as good as you expect it to be. Special credit to those who kindly sponsored us no matter what kind of sponsor it was. Naim, Syafiq Khamis , Ifkar , Tan Shirley . Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To the DJ, Emcee , and Performer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping giving us your full &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;commitment for this event. DJ Flicko, Wanku, Mr. Vishnu , Childhood Dreamers, Badass Soldier , and Afiq Fauzi , Thank you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Okay I should stop talking and let the picture do the talking.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFSejNHmI/AAAAAAAAAds/MDdbr0QlgPA/s1600-h/DSCN4569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFSejNHmI/AAAAAAAAAds/MDdbr0QlgPA/s320/DSCN4569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361496599699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;DJ Becka Lecko?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFsBpvTdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OYOrZNDEfdM/s1600-h/l_ec2007f8f32b438ba46a9c2e6e85541d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFsBpvTdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OYOrZNDEfdM/s320/l_ec2007f8f32b438ba46a9c2e6e85541d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361935519075794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Part of the Committes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFT4P806I/AAAAAAAAAeM/oaMNQQ3vI8Q/s1600-h/l_3c9407fe85f1420e9990023c8f9f23df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFT4P806I/AAAAAAAAAeM/oaMNQQ3vI8Q/s320/l_3c9407fe85f1420e9990023c8f9f23df.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361520678130594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus , Fatin , Rabieka , Syahmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFS8mNbfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MJYd-iCN3FQ/s1600-h/DSCN4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFS8mNbfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MJYd-iCN3FQ/s320/DSCN4573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361504665366002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rabieka , Sanjay , Syahmi , Marcus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFTqH9jcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WOXq9YFJKac/s1600-h/DSCN4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFTqH9jcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WOXq9YFJKac/s320/DSCN4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361516886527426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shafira Madina:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFTMIqjQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/dGc9zbmTBmM/s1600-h/DSCN4571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFTMIqjQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/dGc9zbmTBmM/s320/DSCN4571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361508836412674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ainul Nadiah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFspnEUMI/AAAAAAAAAec/BKjgsJ9v1Dg/s1600-h/l_7e40a78e452d4c60bafe1a8031d068f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFspnEUMI/AAAAAAAAAec/BKjgsJ9v1Dg/s320/l_7e40a78e452d4c60bafe1a8031d068f3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361946245288130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prom King and Prom Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFs0NRfII/AAAAAAAAAek/rtm4Il0Bq7I/s1600-h/l_76d138c9f8124342b1e5db0e00d51438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFs0NRfII/AAAAAAAAAek/rtm4Il0Bq7I/s320/l_76d138c9f8124342b1e5db0e00d51438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283361949089889410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prom King And Male Best Dressed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2094299028840715869?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2094299028840715869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2094299028840715869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2094299028840715869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2094299028840715869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-prom-tastic.html' title='The One With The PROM - tastic'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SVJFSejNHmI/AAAAAAAAAds/MDdbr0QlgPA/s72-c/DSCN4569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6156807699677773358</id><published>2008-12-24T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:28:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Jessica Alba Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Syahmi Abd Rahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Names that people call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Syah , Mi , JT , Obama ( org takde sivik calls me that)  haha , Roo , Tribianni .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Born date/place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12 October , Johor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Your favourite colour and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greenish Green. Because i love to eat pizza. haha mmg takde kena mengena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Quality you seek in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Understanding , mature , Smart and Jessica Alba's type. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;List it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. 5 of your favourite hangouts and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KLCC : kinda near to my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD which located less than 500 metres from my house = Refer to the first point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My House : Bcos it is more comfortable than your house. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ali Bistro : Mak becka belanja makan.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah i cant think of any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. 6 of your favourite girls and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rabieka : She is amazingly nice. A wonderful friend , she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa'diyah : We're friend since we were standard 1 and we're still a good friend till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Syamira : A good listener :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aishah : err, dia pandai kawad? haha&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shafira : I got her vote for the prom king.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hazimah : Share kredit. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. 5 of your fav things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Winning Eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love shopping, really. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. 5 of your fav tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phantom Planet - California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan Cabrera - True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm Just A Kid - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I Have To Give - Bsb&lt;br /&gt;Wherever You Will Go- The Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Go ahead, tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;Hazimah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Denise Richard&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Adam Levine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Describe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is black in colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;comfortable enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choosy , when it comes to food and girls. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Your addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot girls. hahaha&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/5333626925855666417-6156807699677773358?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6156807699677773358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6156807699677773358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6156807699677773358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6156807699677773358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-jessica-alba-type.html' title='The One With The Jessica Alba Type'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3210472583087177263</id><published>2008-12-06T02:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:56:05.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Things That You Might Not Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am shy , really&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a VERY negative person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got nervous easily and i tend to smile when im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont eat veggies and i hate onions more than Tom hates Jerry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I speak to myself more than i think i would&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britney Spears is my first celebrity crush. And yes i still like her. See how loyal i can be? haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am an observer. I observed people and i kinda think that im good in it tho.  :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think too much. And I can be easily distracted when people say any bad things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have issue in trusting people. So basically, its hard for me to trust anyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I USED to be very coward. VERY VERY COWARD. I used to hate night time because i think dark is scary. And yes, i used to be afraid of the wrestler, UNDERTAKER too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I listen to punk and emo songs because I'm angry. I listen to sad and jiwang songs because my love life sucks and mostly the lyrics in those songs remind me of myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoy reading people quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes ,when i see Beckham, Rooney or Solskjaer playing football, it made me feel like I wanna be a footballer. When I see Matt Leblanc in Friends, it made me feel like I wanna be an actor. And when I see Ryan Atwood in The O.C , it made me feel like i wanna punch the face of people who messed with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember when there was time where i always convince you to be brave to face every obstacle in life but i always scared to face mine? No, its not because i only know how to talk rather than do things. You have to realize that there is one big difference between us.Because you are just scared but im always TOO scared.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I eat A LOT. Yes, trust me, i do eat a lot. But im very choosy when it comes to food. so it kinda explain why am i still slim kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started to think that people don't see me as a boyfriend material. haaa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont have a date for prom. Anyone? haha &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;pathethic&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Note to self :&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dont fall in love. You're not good in it.&lt;/s&gt;&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/5333626925855666417-3210472583087177263?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3210472583087177263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3210472583087177263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3210472583087177263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3210472583087177263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-things-that-you-might-not-know.html' title='The One With The Things That You Might Not Know'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8068726472405627942</id><published>2008-11-29T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:09:01.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Blah</title><content type='html'>Nothing is important in this post. But i just wanna tell here that ill miss my friends in SAB no matter how few they are. I noe ive been there for 1 and a half years only but i managed to find good friends which i really appreciate. They kinda help me a lot to fit in this new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive to wait until the last 3-4 months to be close to some of them. And there are also some who were my friend before but no longer close now. But it doesnt matter really. And to all my classmates in 5 Jaya, im glad to enter this class. The best Sab's form 5 class in 2008 I shall say. Thank you all. And sorry for all my wrong doing that might offend or hurt u. I wish you all the best for the future hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u, i kinda miss you tho. I know the school is just end but i dont think we have a good ending this year. We dont even say goodbye on the last day. Last year school end is obviously better than this year. Way better. Well i dunno about you, but for me it is. But its fine now. Good luck in for ur future, and take care .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8068726472405627942?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8068726472405627942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8068726472405627942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8068726472405627942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8068726472405627942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-with-blah.html' title='The One With The Blah'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6044959853705423370</id><published>2008-11-29T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:20:23.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where The End Is Not Near , Its Here</title><content type='html'>Yes, the school is finally over. How do you feel about this? Sad, happy, disappointed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'm actually glad that the school is over. However, something is bothering me since yesterday. I cant really tell what and why. Probably because im afraid that my result will be bad. Bcos i kinda think i did badly during exams. Maybe that is. Or something else. I really dont want to thing about that now and please dont come to me and tell me that biology , physics , chemistry and add math is easy. Bcos it'll kill me , so dont.Anyway, lets forget about SPM okay. Its too late to regret anything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other teenager, i dont really have a wonderful life as a teenager. You can say that im a failure as a teenager tho. Thats why i said im glad that the school is over because i suppose that there wont be another high school nightmare. But it will be a lie if I said that i wont miss anything bout school.The environment, people , and others , i definitely will miss some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started as a Victorian and end in SMK AMINUDDIN BAKI. Yes , i know ppl from SAB is call Sabian but i dun really prefer to be called a Sabian. Don't ask me why. Anyway,I know ive told you that leaving VI is one of the wrong decision ive ever made. But hey, relax. I do regret my decision to leave VI but i dun think enter SAB as a wrong decision. It turns out to be a great decision. Meaning, i do regret leaving VI but joining SAB after leaving VI is a good decision. The one thing that make me think this as a good decision is because of the people here. Some of them i mean. This few people should be the reason why i can survive in this school for the remaining 1 and a half year. Thanx guys. Ill wrote something about u guys in the next post. Wait okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things change in 5 years actually. Even if i put it in the smaller scale ,2 years , referring to the period im in SAB, still a lot of things changed. People change really scares me. It make you realize that u cant really trust anyone. But i do learn a lot from both school. Especially in Vi. Ive learn to differentiate which is good or bad , which can be done and which cant, a lot of stuff. Basically school taught me a lot how to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend told me that she's scared that the school is over bcos the future will be tough. She's definitely right. But i don't want to think bout that for a while. For now, i want to enjoy my freedom bcos life after this should be tougher eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6044959853705423370?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6044959853705423370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6044959853705423370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6044959853705423370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6044959853705423370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-where-end-is-not-near-its-here_567.html' title='The One Where The End Is Not Near , Its Here'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2084910341259706262</id><published>2008-11-29T05:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:16:57.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The New Nick</title><content type='html'>Ive create a new nick name, which is ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATTHEW SCHWEINSTEIGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, i dont create this nickname because im emo or something. I just feel like doin it and definitely not because i hate my name. I love my name. Its great. Its SYAHMI. :P. I just think that u all will see the different side of Syahmi here so why dont give 'him' a name. I probably will change it again when i get bored with this current nick name.Before this I am Atwood Calrissian but now, i am Matthew, Matthew Schweinsteiger. It pronounces as SHER-WONS-TAI-GER. haha. Since i can choose any name, i decided to go for a unique name. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-2084910341259706262?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/2084910341259706262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=2084910341259706262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2084910341259706262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/2084910341259706262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-with-new-nick_29.html' title='The One With The New Nick'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8886287509910770309</id><published>2008-10-28T23:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:56:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Senior Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVENT  :&lt;/span&gt; SMK AMINUDDIN BAKI PROM NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;VENUE :&lt;/span&gt; GRAND BALLROOM, GRAND MILENNIUM HOTEL, JALAN BUKIT BINTANG, KUALA LUMPUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DATE    :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;19 DECEMBER 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TIME    :&lt;/span&gt; 8 PM til Midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;PRICE    :&lt;/span&gt; RM 120( single), RM230( couple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;DRESSCODE : &lt;/span&gt;FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;THEME : &lt;/span&gt;Tonights Dream, Tomorrows Memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Committees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RABIEKA ALIYA ( 5M)&lt;br /&gt;-SYAHRIL ( 5 C)&lt;br /&gt;-FATIN NADHIRAH ( 5 C)&lt;br /&gt;-SANJAY ( 5 J )&lt;br /&gt;-SHAFIRA MADINA ( 5 B )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-SYAHMI ( 5 J)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AMEELIA ( 5 B)&lt;br /&gt;-HARIZ ( 5 C )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ticket will be given once you have fully paid. Which is , after SPM. The deposit payment can be done when the school is reopen ( 30 October 2008 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** U can make the payment to  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SYAHMI ( me ) , SHAFIRA , AMEELIA , SYAHRIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://sabprom08.blogspot.com"&gt;www.sabprom08.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8886287509910770309?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8886287509910770309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8886287509910770309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8886287509910770309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8886287509910770309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-with-senior-prom-night.html' title='The One With The Senior Prom Night'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7076815405669495852</id><published>2008-10-25T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:33:53.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Big Force Is Applied On The Area</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELL MAYBE I AM JUST A LITTLE FUCKED UP,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE'S JUST A LITTLE FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH, I dunno why, but I tend to swear A LOT this past few days. The SPM pressure made me. I got tensed , fed up and anger so easily. Im just tired. Very. Biology is driving me crazy. Physics, Chemistry and Add Math too. Imagine u try to read the freaking book for two freaking hours and u dun understand most of the thing u read. It feels like im wasting my freaking time . Haish. I am happy because the school is finishing soon, but to think dat exam is very very near, it makes me feel scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother just bernikah today. It went well. Great. And next week will be their ceremony. I really hope my helping wont be expected a lot since well, then i got another excuse to skip study which is definetely not what i wanna do since the exam is 17 days and so. And when i said another excuse, the first excuse would be my laziness. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell u that I dun really like going to wedding ceremony? It will reminds me that i wont have the same ceremony , reminds me that ill die alone . Yeah, wedding reminds me that i wont get the chances to get married. why? sbb takde org nak la..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i wont be update much now since SPM is freaking near. But probably ill post something bout prom. Will tell u bout the details here. So just wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7076815405669495852?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7076815405669495852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7076815405669495852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7076815405669495852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7076815405669495852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/10/tow-big-force-is-applied-on-area.html' title='The One Where Big Force Is Applied On The Area'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-451225403749373364</id><published>2008-10-17T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:21:07.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Unused Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Have A Lot Of Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lot Of Plans Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Who Am I To Judge ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Even Have Friends&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/5333626925855666417-451225403749373364?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/451225403749373364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=451225403749373364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/451225403749373364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/451225403749373364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-with-unused-plan.html' title='The One With The Unused Plan'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6382568338473193578</id><published>2008-10-12T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:08:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Seventeen Ain't So Sweet</title><content type='html'>Yes, i'm 17 today and no, i dun have a wonderful day. Thank you for asking btw.  But thanx to my family ( im not sure who order the cake) , i finally get one cake my birthday. The last time was when i was 6 years old i guess ? Theres nothing much to talk here. Im sure the title of the post explains everything eh? Anyway, i wanna say thanx to those who wishes me ; well this is until 7 pm , 12 october 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( not in order btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa'diyah, Rabieka , Hazimah , Aiman , Sarah Zetty, Megat Abd Rasyid , Tan Wei Kiat , Safhan Audrey , Syamira , Aishah Odenan, Elaine , Natasha , Aisyah ( sarawak ) , Marcus , Eza Faiqa , Syamel , Shafira Madina, Teh Shin Mun , Safiah , Lam Win Nie , Zarifah Saidah , Ainaa, Hazim , Arda , Ariff Kadir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx . At least I know there is still people who remember my birthday. haha :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want for my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;too many to be listed. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6382568338473193578?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6382568338473193578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6382568338473193578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6382568338473193578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6382568338473193578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-where-seventeen-aint-so-sweet.html' title='The One Where Seventeen Ain&apos;t So Sweet'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6617056660423246766</id><published>2008-10-11T00:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:38:23.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Rebellious Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special&lt;br /&gt;You think you're special&lt;br /&gt;You do&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see it when you laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Look down on me&lt;br /&gt;You walk around on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more fight&lt;br /&gt;About your leadership&lt;br /&gt;And I will straight up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leave your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:150;" &gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've had enough of this&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a let it all come out&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a stand up and shout&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a do things my way&lt;br /&gt;It's my way&lt;br /&gt;My way, or the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more fight&lt;br /&gt;About a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;And I will give up everything&lt;br /&gt;To be on my own again&lt;br /&gt;Free again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a let it all come out&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a stand up and shout&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a do things my way&lt;br /&gt;It's my way&lt;br /&gt;My way, or the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day you'll see things my way&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know&lt;br /&gt;Where, you never know&lt;br /&gt;Where you're gonna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more fight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be history&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will straight up&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LEAVE YOUR SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be the one who's left&lt;br /&gt;Missing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a let it all come out&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm 'a stand up and shout&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a do things my way&lt;br /&gt;It's my way&lt;br /&gt;My way, or the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day you'll see things my way&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know&lt;br /&gt;Where, you never know&lt;br /&gt;Where you're gonna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6617056660423246766?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6617056660423246766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6617056660423246766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6617056660423246766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6617056660423246766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/10/check-check-check-check.html' title='The One With The Rebellious Note'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6006463343176334342</id><published>2008-09-30T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:28:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Raya Wishes</title><content type='html'>Hai, hari ini saya membuat keputusan utk menulis di dalam bahasa &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; pula. Mengapa ? mungkinkah kerana saya &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;cuba&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menawan hati cikgu bahasa &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; saya ? oh tidak, kerana dia,, err, tidak perlulah saya menyambung kerana takut akan melakukan dosa di hari yg mulia ini kerana mengutuk dia. hehe. Saya pun tidak tahu mengapa. Saya cuma terasa untuk menulis dalam bahasa &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum itu, ingin saya menjelaskan di sini bahawa tindakan saya untuk menulis blog ini di dalam bahasa inggeris bukanlah kerana saya malu berbahasa &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; , kerana, saya sebenarnya bangga dengan bahasa negara saya sendiri. Dan juga bukan lah untuk menunjuk - nunjuk . Saya juga sedar kemampuan saya berbahasa inggeris tidak sehebat mana. Malah terlalu jauh untuk dibandingkan dengan hebat. Saya masih kerap melakukan kesalahan tatabahasa dan banyak lagi kesalahan yang membolehkan anda menggelakkan saya. Tetapi saya tak kisah, eh sebenarnya saya kisah tapi harap2 jangan lah teruk sangat bahasa yang saya gunakan ya? Dan harap2 , tidak lah awak menggelakkan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin tujuan saya menulis di dalam bahasa inggeris kerana ingin memperbaiki bahasa inggeris saya? tp itu cuma mungkin. Saya rasa saya menulis di dalam bahasa inggeris kerana saya lebih selesa bercakap tentang perkara2 serius di dalam bahasa inggeris. Tambahan lagi, saya sering &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;BERMONOLOG DALAMAN&lt;/span&gt; mengenai perkara2 serius di dalam bahasa inggeris terutama sekali ketika memikirkan masalah. Dan ketika saya marah, dan melepaskan kemarahan di dalam hati, saya juga menggunakan bahasa inggeris kerana ,, saya selalunya menggunakan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PERKATAAN F &amp;amp; S&lt;/span&gt; itu ketika marah, jadi ia akan berbunyi kelakar jika dicampurkan dgn bahasa malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mungkin juga saya menggunakan bahasa inggeris kerana sedar bahawa blog saya ini boleh di baca oleh manusia seluruh dunia, jadi saya mengharapkan orang2 seperti &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;KEIRA KNIGHTLEY&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;JESSICA ALBA&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;MISCHA BARTON&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ANNASOPHIA ROBB&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAYLEY WILLIAMS&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;JENNIFER LOVE HEWWITT&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JOJO&lt;/span&gt; dan ramai lagi selebriti pujaan saya untuk membaca blog bakal kekasih mereka ini ? haha ye la tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sebenarnya sudah lari daripada tajuk. Tujuan saya menulis hari ini adalah untuk mengucapkan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR BATIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;kepada semua umat islam. dan kepada yang bukan islam, err, saya ucap sama juga lah, apa salahnya, kita &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt; rakyat &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? hehe. apalah yang saya mengarutkan ini. kepada yang bukan islam, selamat bercuti. Tetapi janganlah mengambil kesempatan untuk belajar ketika cuti ini, kerana saya sudah semestinya susah untuk belajar di hari raya ini, jadi saya akan rasa bersalah jika anda belajar dan saya tidak. hehe. Saya bergurau sahaja, saya tau anda akan belajar ketika cuti ini, kerana peperiksaan SPM pun sudah dikelilingi penjuru ? ( just around the corner ) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara kesimpulannya, saya ingin memohon maaf kepada siapa yang telah saya sakiti . Saya bukan lah sempurna. Kadang - kadang saya tersalah kata yang menyinggung perasaan hati orang lain. Saya juga memohon maaf jika saya TERkutuk, TERpukul atau apa2lah lagi yg menyinggung hati anda. Di harap anda memaakan saya. Terima kasih &amp;amp; SELAMAT HARI RAYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt; Syahmi Abd Rahim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6006463343176334342?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6006463343176334342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6006463343176334342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6006463343176334342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6006463343176334342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-raya-wishes_5798.html' title='The One With The Raya Wishes'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4558404814671150766</id><published>2008-09-28T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:13:09.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Highlight Of The Week</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, Rabieka, Aryl , Nabil , Wan, Sanjay , Asykal , Asykal's brother , Roslyn (she's becka, nabil and aryl's friend) and I went to berbuka puasa at KLCC . I went there with Asykal and Sanjay, thanx to Asykal for the ride. And yes, i do feel jealous when he can actually drive the car. And when i told my mum about this, guess what she told me? "Tu lah, siapa suruh lahir lambat? '' ngee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we berbuka puasa at Chilli's. I ordered a burger. And yes, eating chilli's burger in front of girls is not something dat i like to do, bcos the burger is very very big and yes, ive to maintain my reputation in front of girls so ive to try to eat it as neat as possible.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After berbuka puasa we walked to Pavillion to catch a movie there. We watched DEATH RACE. The movie is very cool. The plot is interesting and different from the other movie. The movie finished at 11 .30 PM. And we were planning to return home with nabil's car ( asykal and his brother didnt join us for the movie), so again we have to walk to KLCC bcos he parked his car there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the night was fun. We talked , laughed and even gossip.haha. But the best part is when we were walking from KLCC to Pavillion and have to walk back to KLCC. I love windy night. It just feel relaxing. And yes, since everyone is busy with their "date" , i got the chances to walk alone, and i did a lot of thinking during the night walk.So yes, the night was really great. Especially when i had a tough week. What a way to ,at least forget about it for a while right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-4558404814671150766?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4558404814671150766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4558404814671150766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4558404814671150766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4558404814671150766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-highlight-of-week.html' title='The One With The Highlight Of The Week'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7280909368020779106</id><published>2008-09-28T15:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:20:06.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Award That I Didnt Get.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SN83tV3lfiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yEnxpbivcG0/s1600-h/olympic_gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SN83tV3lfiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yEnxpbivcG0/s200/olympic_gold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250976942641217058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SN83tuFlAaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yDPWx9JQ8Fg/s1600-h/triathlon_silver_medal-728810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SN83tuFlAaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yDPWx9JQ8Fg/s200/triathlon_silver_medal-728810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250976949142356386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, again, the famous ANUGERAH PENGETUA was held to appreciate those who got good result during trial. And yes, i didnt get . I was quite sad,really. Its not that i wanted the award so bad, but to think bout my "dream" to be one of the best student in KL, it sounds more like a stupid joke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like ignoring the ceremony at first. And yes, i was sulking the whole morning. And i didnt even want to see whos the recepient bcos I just dont care. But it will be unfair to them since they deserved a credit for their achievement. And yes, they deserved a round of applause from the crowd. And, i did clap for them after that. But again, i dissapointed myself by not getting the EMAS or PERAK award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THE BEST NEWS of the week. Im officially downgraded to PERAK 1. I think downgraded me to this class is the SOFTer way for Latifah to tell me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"hey syahmi, i think i just put u in the wrong class before bcos, NO u didnt have a potential to get straight A's in SPM"&lt;/span&gt; Thank you, its really a "moral boost" for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-7280909368020779106?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7280909368020779106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7280909368020779106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7280909368020779106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7280909368020779106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-award-that-i-didnt-get.html' title='The One With The Award That I Didnt Get.'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SN83tV3lfiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yEnxpbivcG0/s72-c/olympic_gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-3351286369367632996</id><published>2008-09-25T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:51:17.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Sick Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SNtLwYInuLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/S9G1GxO-Zq8/s1600-h/2256300748_3916969630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SNtLwYInuLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/S9G1GxO-Zq8/s320/2256300748_3916969630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249873085114857650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick and tired of the people around me. Im just tired dealing with their behaviour. They make me feel like i wanna throw a punch at them. Yes i mean it.  U underestimate me too much people. I had enough. Just because im quiet doesnt mean i weak and doesnt mean im scared of you. I will punch you if I want to, but i noe, its not even worth it. So just stop irritate me before i make u wish dat u never met me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hypocrisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Why people why? Why do u have to be like this? Can we just respect and treat everyone else normally? Fine, u might say im just being too sensitive, but hey, i can deal with sarcatism, but im not dat naive to noe whether ure trying to be sarcastic or ure really underestimate me. Bad news for you, i kinda like it when u underestimate me, bcos when i got the chances to prove u wrong, its the best feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, just when i thought ure the only person who can help me to go through this cruel world, but u seems to play this game which i  call as the "Avoiding Game".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-3351286369367632996?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/3351286369367632996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=3351286369367632996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3351286369367632996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/3351286369367632996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-sick-note.html' title='The One With The Sick Note'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SNtLwYInuLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/S9G1GxO-Zq8/s72-c/2256300748_3916969630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-4918479528774274428</id><published>2008-09-24T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:53:22.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7 Days to Raya&lt;br /&gt;40 Days to my brother's wedding&lt;br /&gt;50 Days to SPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;66 Days to the SPM final paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108 Days to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello world. Im Syahmi and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DUMB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;DORK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DULL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PATHETIC.&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/5333626925855666417-4918479528774274428?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/4918479528774274428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=4918479528774274428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4918479528774274428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/4918479528774274428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-countdown.html' title='The One With The Countdown'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7422094348845771834</id><published>2008-09-15T17:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:48:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Book Review</title><content type='html'>Well to be honest, nothing to talk here. Just dat when u dun read too much book, and u got to finish one, this might happen.haha.. Ok, its not really bangga la. But yea, i got to finish this book, and it took me almost one week to finish the 400++  pages book. I noe im not dat professional as u guys who can read it in one day , but its quite okay la kan? :P ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4rPbGubqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_P_fW-lbf8Y/s1600-h/Wish+You+Were+Here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4rPbGubqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_P_fW-lbf8Y/s320/Wish+You+Were+Here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246178159907204770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish You Were Here is the title. Its about a guy, Charlie who were trying to start a new life after being dump by his gf. ( sounds familiar to u eh?)heh. and he got 2 friends Andy and Tom. Thanx to Andy's idea , the three of them went to a vacation in Crate Island. Although Andy and Tom were supposely went to this holiday only because they wanna help Charlie to find a new gf,  they actually have their own agenda. Tom was trying to deal the fact that he could have a cancer ( but no he didnt)  and Andy were in dilemma with himself bout  whether he should still be together with his gf or not. Overal the story is interesting and a lot of unexpected things happened which make the story become more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boring review were made by AMATEUR reader,&lt;br /&gt;SYAHMI ABD RAHIM&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/5333626925855666417-7422094348845771834?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7422094348845771834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7422094348845771834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7422094348845771834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7422094348845771834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-book-review.html' title='The One With The Book Review'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4rPbGubqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_P_fW-lbf8Y/s72-c/Wish+You+Were+Here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-7136501395043752399</id><published>2008-09-15T16:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:06:05.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where The Jaya Class Is Now  A History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4n8ikvF-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IiN7FUVU0a0/s1600-h/321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4n8ikvF-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IiN7FUVU0a0/s400/321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246174536959727586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 5's people are now reshuffled into a new group. But no, im not gonna write anything about dat. I just want to write something about my old class, 5 J. or 5 JAHAT .haha no,its JAYA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, ive to say dat i kinda hate the class when i was told dat 5 Jaya is my new class. I have like , no friends there. I know Wei Kiat is there, but i also know he will be "busy" with his chinese friend.haha So yeah, the first few month, the class was amazingly very boring. Well at least for me. But as the time move on, i got the chances to get to know the people here better. We are getting closer and closer each day. So yeah, now from only talk to people who sit besides me and in front of me only, i can talk to everyone in class . Including Ho Yan Zheng and Ong Eu Jin, who were in the same class with me last year, but no, we dun even talk to each other last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher is also fine. Well i noe our "BM"  teacher is always moody cold to everyone, but i do think shes better than our neighbour or "smart class" BM teacher. :D. u know who i mean kan? hehe. And yeah, we also have everyones favourite, SHABBY as our chemistry teacher. and how to top that ?haha . Last but no least, our ,i shall say cheerful class teacher Pn Normizan. Her cheerfulness somehow made add math looked less stressful than it suppose to be.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, our "racist" and "gedik" MONITOR, TAN WEI KIAT. He's the class backbone. ceh..haha He's like the representative from our class who stop the domination of the "K" students for the top ranking in school. Yet , he is very humble and he claimed that his 89 marks for add math was only bcos of luck. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blah laa&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.  Oh i forgot to mention, with his 5 Year experience as a monitor, hes no doubt the best monitor in SAB. sorry audrey. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 5 Jaya is now, a history . One think for sure, I think 5 Jaya has to be the best form 5 class i could ever enter in SAB 08.  5 Jaya Rocks!!! Dont they? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4mHXpCVDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/WVM46kT-qtc/s1600-h/DSCN1473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4mHXpCVDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/WVM46kT-qtc/s320/DSCN1473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246172523980280882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4my4Q6j1I/AAAAAAAAAWM/-pzRV2KUiKQ/s1600-h/P8012027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4my4Q6j1I/AAAAAAAAAWM/-pzRV2KUiKQ/s320/P8012027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246173271471853394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4my5M64yI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rEZ-7UbaqTw/s1600-h/DSC04998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4my5M64yI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rEZ-7UbaqTw/s320/DSC04998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246173271723533090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4njY2WKdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/0aVvPg8msuk/s1600-h/P8012031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4njY2WKdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/0aVvPg8msuk/s400/P8012031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246174104852507090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 J'08. I was holding the "SYAHMI ROCK ! " sign btw. :)&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/5333626925855666417-7136501395043752399?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/7136501395043752399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=7136501395043752399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7136501395043752399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/7136501395043752399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-where-jaya-class-is-now-history.html' title='The One Where The Jaya Class Is Now  A History'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SM4n8ikvF-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IiN7FUVU0a0/s72-c/321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8100007950800307679</id><published>2008-09-05T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:04:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Old Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SMFlpJkbGCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4SDnGfYDYqs/s1600-h/CCI08042008_0000123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SMFlpJkbGCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4SDnGfYDYqs/s320/CCI08042008_0000123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242583198853699618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahmi Abd Rahim, 1996.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, thats Syahmi when he was 5 years old. Looking back at all his pic when he was small made him smile. Why? It reminds him of his "happy time" . Back then , Syahmi is known for his cheerfulness and oh, he is  amazingly active too. Im sure he dun even noe what sadness is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suprised him how things could change dramatically in just 12 years or so. Now, hes well known for his pessimistic , and pretty much emo. To be honest, he dont even want to feel the way he's feeling now. But situation made him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he got his trial marks exam. Well it is far from good. Its worst. And the best part is, it is 2 months from SPM and he still dun show any sign of improvement. Yes, he felt like giving up at times. Being around smart people in his class make him feel worst. He cant help but feel stupid. Can u blame him for dat? when ppl around him is struggling to get at least an A and hes struggle to only pass the paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe this sounds typical to u. U might say everyone will feel the same. But in his defence, he's not trying to compete with ppl level of sadness. So technically it is a different story. He's lost. What he really need is some motivation. Not a normal one. Something different. Something that can inspire him. Will there be any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u think Syahmi is only try to win ur sympathy, then he suggest u to stop reading. Because he's not and he's sick of people who tend to critize him. Maybe u might say im only noe how to talk the talk rather than walk the walk. Maybe. Maybe bcos hes just scared. Very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , I purposely put myself as the "third person" here.I know this post sounds very pathetic to u. But hey its better than keep it in myself. I just miss my childhood time which I described as , Happy time. Its funny when i was a kid , i always wanted to be a grown up as fast as i can so i can make my own decision and it just look cool and maybe easy. But its not. Life is getting harder everyday. I always wonder whether i can catch up with it or not. Ive failed as a teenager. Will my life get any better in , well lets just say, 5 years? i dunno. I cant really guarantee anything. But one thing for sure, ill try not to let ppl who believes in me , down. Ill try my best to repay their faith back. But like  I said, i cant guarantee anything. So lets just wait what will happened in future bcos i sort of done with planning things for future. Bcos based on what happened in my life, almost everything i planned didnt work out well. So whats the point of planning , right? Now, i prefer to wait. Let the future decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Suprise me with your life, future Syahmi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-8100007950800307679?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8100007950800307679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8100007950800307679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8100007950800307679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8100007950800307679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-old-picture.html' title='The One With The Old Picture'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SMFlpJkbGCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4SDnGfYDYqs/s72-c/CCI08042008_0000123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8716487870000052540</id><published>2008-09-02T00:34:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:38:42.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Food Fiest</title><content type='html'>Actually i dun really know what to write here. Just feel like writing something . School is starting tmrw and ill get all my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;low marks exam pap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er too. &lt;/span&gt;2nd trial is coming and i really have to start study. Will I? I dunno.  Apparently Mr Syahmi a.k.a Mr. Atwood is famous with his laziness. :). but hey, will try my best. SPM is in 70 days or so ,and im still not ready to make "the last push".  Probably will make it when I realize how stupid I am to get a very low marks in exam . Yea, most probably. I havent finish read the book i lend from Sanjay. WISH YOU WERE HERE is the title. The book is about 3 friend. Charlie , Tom , and Andy. Charlie kinda remind me of myself. Really.haaa. why? ask me personally. Its hard to explain here.haha. Song call " Something Pretty" by Patrick Park is nice. Cannonball by Damien Rice too. I think thats all for now since i realize everything i wrote here is not related at all. So im afraid ill crapping and ull feel bore. So yeah, enough for now. Anyway, for all the muslims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwh8r8wYGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/E5OCCDevjN4/s1600-h/pic_types_of_sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwh8r8wYGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/E5OCCDevjN4/s200/pic_types_of_sushi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241101392825835618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwhyLFykrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/N0XZPZZvstk/s1600-h/PepperoniPizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwhyLFykrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/N0XZPZZvstk/s200/PepperoniPizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241101212206666418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwij1KbhnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/EyDDdBq-SIY/s1600-h/2404748988_1c4e12bc73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwij1KbhnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/EyDDdBq-SIY/s200/2404748988_1c4e12bc73.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241102065314006642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwh8ZGhkYI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HCN1skb92aw/s1600-h/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwh8ZGhkYI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HCN1skb92aw/s200/burger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241101387766534530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5333626925855666417-8716487870000052540?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8716487870000052540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8716487870000052540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8716487870000052540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8716487870000052540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-food-fiest.html' title='The One With The Food Fiest'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLwh8r8wYGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/E5OCCDevjN4/s72-c/pic_types_of_sushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-2651296794225625424</id><published>2008-08-31T01:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:45:39.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLmE9iygFiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4ed183CMWzY/s1600-h/MalaysiaFlag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SLmE9iygFiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4ed183CMWzY/s320/MalaysiaFlag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365834267792930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? 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I do. Life in sitcom is obviously more easy, theres not really the sad feeling, bcos usually, they'll make a joke on anything even if it could sounds unappropriate for us, as an audience. But did u realise dat the ending of sitcom will usually be "neat and tidy". Ya, i cant find a suitable word other then neat and tidy.haha u know what i mean la kan? heh. So will it be better? Maybe it will. Unfortunately, around here things don't always end as neat and tidy as they do in sitcoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets look at the bigger perspective here. Lets not focus on SITCOM only. Lets talk about all the life in the TV character.Do you want to live in the life of ANY TV CHARACTER uve watched? I do. I really am. and if u need to know why, being syahmi isnt really interesting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which TV character i want to live in?  Its hard to decide, since i find most of the tv character especially in the show dat i love to watch looks interesting. okay lets combine all of them and create a new and better character.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;JOEY , CHANDLER,ROSS ( FRIENDS) , JD ( SCRUBS ) , BARNEY ( HIMYM ) , SHAWN ( PSYCH ) or maybe SETH ( OC ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; like RYAN ( OC ) or SHAWN ( PSYCH )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;MICHAEL SCOFIELD ( PRISON BREAK ) RYAN , SETH COHEN ( OC ) , ROSS ( FRIENDS ) SHAWN (PSYCH) or TED ( HIMYM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt; haha..- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;like SETH COHEN ( OC ),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"COOLNESS"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;RYAN ( OC ), MICHAEL SCOFIELD ( PB ) , SHAWN ( PSYCH ) , TED ( HIMYM ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONFIDENCE  WITH GIRLS &lt;/span&gt;:P -&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; JOEY ( FRIENDS ), BARNEY ( HIMYM ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TALKATIVE&lt;/span&gt; ( well by this i mean, the 'ability' to create an interesting conversation) - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SHAWN ( PSYCH ), SETH ( OC ) , TED ( HIMYM ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont u start wonder how will Syahmi look like if he has all this quality ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to the girl, hehe. i like a girls like SUMMER ( OC ) , ROBIN ( HIMYM ) , RACHEL ( FRIENDS). but i have to say that,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; i really want MARISSA COOPER to be MY GIRLFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;.haha :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it comes to relationship.  I think RYAN AND MARISSA should be the perfect couple. i know they broke up a couple of times, but hey even when they're not couple, they're always a couple. i mean, they're always there for each other. and they should be the best couple ahead of SETH and SUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If i ever have a girlfriend in future&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; i want 'us' to be like RYAN and MARISSA&lt;/span&gt;. :P. haha &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;as if i ll have a girlfriend kan? heh.&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/5333626925855666417-1034883473713898390?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1034883473713898390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1034883473713898390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1034883473713898390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1034883473713898390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-with-life-in-cameras_23.html' title='The One With The Life In Cameras'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-8512493027239898714</id><published>2008-08-19T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:23:12.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Warm Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just when I taught hiding things from people is the best thing to do, i was completely wrong. Hiding this ''thing" from you turns out to be the most hardest thing to do. How I wish I could just let this thing out so you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I do think a lot  - Typical Syahmi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is less than 100 days, and I REALLY CANT wait for that. I didnt get pick for National Service which is very very great. I have made A LOT of plan people. You bet i cant wait to do all those stuff. Ill write bout my plans here after SPM bcos i dun want to get too excited for that. I'm TRYING HARD now to concentrate on my SPM paper first rather than think bout all those plan. But trust me,its hard. Very .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 NOVEMBER 2008, please come quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently stuck to Jason Mraz's Beautiful Mess. The song is nice, relaxing and the lyric is good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've got the best of both worlds,&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,&lt;br /&gt;And lift him up back again,&lt;br /&gt;You're strong but u're needy,&lt;br /&gt;Humble but u're greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont know how the ending will look like, but I hope its the way i hope it will be.&lt;br /&gt;And u'll be there.&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/5333626925855666417-8512493027239898714?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/8512493027239898714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=8512493027239898714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8512493027239898714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/8512493027239898714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-with-warm-up_19.html' title='The One With The Warm Up'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-6781212476923628748</id><published>2008-08-03T19:40:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:00:27.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Ole Testimonial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SJXbY3TKmYI/AAAAAAAAATs/zzf9Hd-ii3U/s1600-h/Solskjaer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230327762468379010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SJXbY3TKmYI/AAAAAAAAATs/zzf9Hd-ii3U/s320/Solskjaer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Solskjaer made his last appearance in Man Utd shirt when he played his TESTIMONIAL MATCH against Espanyol. I was a bit upset because they dont show it on tv and instead they only showed Rangers vs Liverpool and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ars-senal&lt;/span&gt; vs Juventus match. and yeah, if I live in Manchester, ill surely go to the match. Bcos Solskjaer had been a wonderful player especially when he played for Man Utd. His abilty to score an important goal. be at the right place at the right time and hes also an inspirational person. Solskjaer or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE BABYFACE ASSASIN&lt;/span&gt; who is retired from football last year's August, was given his own testimonial match as an appreciation to his big contribution to the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can forget the 1999 final goal against Bayern Munich who he scored at the injury time to let UNITED won their second EUROPEAN title? and who can forget the 4 goal he scored in 10 mins when he came as a sub when UNITED played against Nottingham Forest ? just to mention a few. But yeah tho he dun played a lot, he still managed to help UNITED even if he only played as a sub player. That explains why he was given a nickname as supersub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230326961100434306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SJXaqN-KK4I/AAAAAAAAATk/RxWaXJJebr8/s320/ole.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway UNITED won the game by 1-0 and unfortunately Solskjaer didnt score for the match. But yeah, from what i see from the YOUTUBE, heh he got a lot respect that he deserved from the crowd, a standing ovation and round of applause. Im wishing him all the best for his career as a coach ( hes currently coaching MAN UNITED reserved team).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;C'mon OLE GUNNAR SOLSKJAER, make us proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLE OLE OLE OLE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230328259622255714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SJXb1zV4vGI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5Mh0Gto82oI/s320/20legend.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;2&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0LE&lt;/span&gt;GEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-6781212476923628748?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/6781212476923628748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=6781212476923628748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6781212476923628748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/6781212476923628748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-with-ole-testimonial.html' title='The One With Ole Testimonial'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SJXbY3TKmYI/AAAAAAAAATs/zzf9Hd-ii3U/s72-c/Solskjaer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-5097746273222855311</id><published>2008-07-28T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:00:09.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Long Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;walking back from school to home = 1 hour of my alone time = Lots of thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea, i went home walking on the last friday. why? one of it is bcos i dun have transport to go back home. but yea its actually an excuse for me to walk home. I need my ALONE TIME people ALONE TIME.haha. ive been thinking a lot during the long walk but yeah, i dun think ill share them with people for now. heh. As if people are interested to know right? haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like Marcus said in his old post, being emo is addictive. I cant help but have to agree with him. And yeah, its not dat I LOVE to be emo. But the situation made me this way. Some said its fine to go through all this obstacles bcos eventually it'll make me stronger. Maybe its true but still, it actually make me become more inferior with myself. How did it help me?I let my future answer it. Thinking too much wont help me that much , so yea, for now, ill just go with the flow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway during my&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;"emo time"&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last week, i went to look for most of my old SIMPLE PLAN songs.haha. Well , i used to be their big fan and i bet my msn email surely explains it right? aha. So yeah, songs like &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;PERFECT, CRAZY , PERFECT WORLD , ME AGAINST THE WORLD , SHUT UP and WELCOME TO MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt; kinda help me a lot during last week. Especially the "me against the world" song. Yes, im ready to face the world. Even if no one supports me, and no one believes in me, ill make it on my own. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YEAH MAN!! ( copyright by Audrey)&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What i really want now is to avoid being  involve with problems with people, jusr being around with people who are actually appreciate me and do well in exams. Live life , i shall say. Well yeah, at least until the SPM finish. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BRING IT ON SPM. I CANT WAIT TO LIVE IN THE LIFE AFTER SCHOOL. well yeah, JUST BRING IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IF YOU SMELL WHAT SYAHMI IS COOKIN'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha (ok too much wrestling on tv syahmi, too much.haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We're not gonna be just a part of their game&lt;br /&gt;We're not gonna be just the victims&lt;br /&gt;They're taking our dreams&lt;br /&gt;and they tear them apart&lt;br /&gt;'Till everyone's the same&lt;br /&gt;I've got no place to go&lt;br /&gt;I've got nowhere to run.&lt;br /&gt;They love to watch me fall&lt;br /&gt;They think they know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a nightmare, a disaster&lt;br /&gt;That's what they always said&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lost cause, not a hero&lt;br /&gt;But I'll make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta prove them wrong&lt;br /&gt;Me against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We won't let them change how we feel in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We're not gonna let them control us&lt;br /&gt;We won't let them shove all their thoughts in our heads&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never be like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm sick of this waiting&lt;br /&gt;So come on and take your shot&lt;br /&gt;You can spit out your insults&lt;br /&gt;But nothing you say is gonna change us&lt;br /&gt;You can sit there and judge me&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to&lt;br /&gt;We'll never let you win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-me against the world&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/5333626925855666417-5097746273222855311?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/5097746273222855311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=5097746273222855311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5097746273222855311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/5097746273222855311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-with-long-walk.html' title='The One With The Long Walk'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1133519576486107957</id><published>2008-07-20T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:42:48.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Missing List</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; I miss being happy. Believe it or not, its been awhile since i really feel happy. Its either i'll feel normal or sad. and not happy.Why? My life sucks. Did that answer ur ques?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss my bestfriends, before they changed. I know people changed and im really sorry that im not, well at least i dun think i am. And im sorry that i dun get it when u guys made the "friends forever" joke. I tot u guys were serious when u said that. The plans we made, the roadtrip, futsal and all, everything sounds like a stupid imagination now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I miss being a Victorian. Being crazy in school , stupid prank , being sarcastic like hell, laughing the jokes made by 'crazy' ppl , PENDIDIKAN JASMANI with them are the best,doin haka with them , support our team( football band or wtv) , hearing the shouting from prefects, look ppl get scolded by prefects, being respect by juniors , "boo-ing'' ppl during assembly (haha) , i miss the environment and all. I miss VICTORIA INSTITUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I miss a "calm life". Life is too hectic and i cant really catch up with it. Selfish and hipocrite ppl made life become harder. I sometimes miss my childhood life. Things are a lot easier back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss being in love. To love someone and to be love. Its a very wonderful feeling. To think that there'll be no one who will fall for me, it doesnt make it easier. And please , dun try to make me believe the so call famous quote '' there will always be someone for everyone''. Bcos I dun think ill get one person to fall in love with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5333626925855666417-1133519576486107957?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1133519576486107957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1133519576486107957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1133519576486107957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/1133519576486107957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-with-missing-list.html' title='The One With The Missing List'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-984606110895157477</id><published>2008-07-15T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:15:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Song Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is actually a song dedication for some peoples. I dun want to mention any names. Take a guess. I might dedicate one of this song to you. Oh different colour means different people. And if u notice i used the same colour twice, that means i dedicate both the song to that particular people.Good luck,guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"And as we walk across this life time,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind what used to be,&lt;br /&gt;I hope u stop and smile&lt;br /&gt;Think of u and i&lt;br /&gt;and the dreams we tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Remember to remember&lt;br /&gt;you and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[remember to remember]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"I will remember you,&lt;br /&gt;and all of the things that we've gone through,&lt;br /&gt;There is so much i can say but words got in the way so,&lt;br /&gt;If we're not together&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I will remember you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"I'm falling even more in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;letting go of all i've held onto&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hanging By A moment]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Well I'm wanting to know you,I just want to be in your arms"&lt;br /&gt;"well I'm asking if you'll let me in,To your world where I've never been"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[In My Life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"No one could ever know me,No one could ever see me,&lt;br /&gt;Since you're the only one who knows, what it's like to be me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to face the day with,Make it through all the best with,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who always laughs at,Even when I'm at my worst,&lt;br /&gt;I'm best with you''&lt;br /&gt;''I'll be there for you,When the rain starts to pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you,Like I've been there before&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you', Cause you're there for me too''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ Ill be there for you ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;''So thank you for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship the good times we had&lt;br /&gt;You can have them back''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Thank You]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;''You think you know,What everyone needs&lt;br /&gt;You always take time, To criticize me''&lt;br /&gt;''You think you're special ,But I know and I know and I know and we know&lt;br /&gt;That you're not"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tell me what I should do,I don't wanna waste my time&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch you fade away''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shut Up]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THIS IS TO THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"No one cares&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to share&lt;br /&gt;I guess life's unfair&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody gonna save me?&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody tell me what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;If you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll see that something is wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Crazy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I'm a nightmare, a disaster&lt;br /&gt;That's what they always said&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lost cause, not a hero&lt;br /&gt;But I'll make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna prove them wrong&lt;br /&gt;Me against the world''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Me against the world]&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/5333626925855666417-984606110895157477?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/984606110895157477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=984606110895157477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/984606110895157477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5333626925855666417/posts/default/984606110895157477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-with-song-dedication.html' title='The One With The Song Dedication'/><author><name>Syahmi Abd Rahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14408376277969668423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5333626925855666417.post-1315438354076879255</id><published>2008-07-02T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:52:04.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Meaningless Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just save all ur flattering words, say it again when u actually mean it or dun say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all, Im always being the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who been left out.&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/5333626925855666417-1315438354076879255?l=ar-syahmi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ar-syahmi.blogspot.com/feeds/1315438354076879255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5333626925855666417&amp;postID=1315438354076879255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>After the larian, i went straight home since ive to rush because ive check the movie schedule for GET SMART and it will be shown at 1.45pm and i havent buy or book the ticket yet. So by 1 pm i took the bus from Ampang Point straight to KLCC which took me 10 mins. Then rushing to TGV CINEMA. And ah, i was very dissapointed to see the long queue. I just hope that people are not interested to watch the movie since a lot of blockbuster movie like WANTED , HANCOCK or HULK is still shown too. But no, by 1.25pm, when i was queing up with the others, i was again dissapointed to see GET SMART is full.. Haish. So i just decided to find another movie and I decided to watch SEPI. For those who doesnt know which film is this, its a malay movie directed by KABIR BHATIA and the cast are Afdlin Shauki, Vanida Imran , Pierre Andre, Baizura Kahar, Tony Eusoff, Nasha Aziz, Eja , Syed Hussein , Riezman and lots more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, im interested too watch this movie because Afdlin Shauki is in it and I think hes a great actor. 2nd is because Khabir Bathia is the director. I love his work in Cinta so im looking forward to watch his 2nd film which is this movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too be honest, im not really a fan of malay movie. Usually Ill only watch a malay movie at cinema if its Afdlin Shauki's work. I think hes one of the most talented Malaysians in this entertainment industry. Like what people always say, he's P. RAMLEE in the making. ( SYAMIRA, i noe ull never agree with me on this but yea, we can debate bout this anytime u want okay? haha). I have to agree with that statement. He is P.Ramlee in the making. Hes a good director, actor, comedian and he sings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back to the movie, SEPI. The movie is very good. Well obviously its hard to compare between this movie and other romantic hollywood movie like A walk to remember, Just Like Heaven or the others but i dun think its fair to compare since Hollywood have a better technology than us, and plus they have big budget. But yeah, i think the movie is good. The storyline is great. It has 3 different story in it and the way they relate the 3 different story to be in 1 film is very smart. and i can say that this movie is very beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217230033700261714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TIVJTo_v6kE/SGdTEtY0D1I/AAAAAAAAASs/T7pNNjkR4QI/s320/poster.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall the movie is about u have to appreciate ur love one, and dun take loves for granted. oh, another one, don't love someone because they love you. Love someone because u love them. oh shit, i sounds very jiwang..hahaha but wth, im SYAHMI. everyone noes im jiwang.hahahaha bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the movie, I just keep on walking , alone in KLCC. My parents are not at home bcause they went to my hometown in JELEBU, N9. So i think its fine for me to return home a bit late.haha and i decided to watch another movie, which is GET SMART for the 6.30 pm show. But the long queue to buy ticket stop me. Im very tired to queue again. So i decided to just keep on walking and have my dinner as early as 6 pm. After finish my meal, i go to BURGER KING to buy a burger for me to eat at home. yes, i do eat a lot. trust me. :p.. i went back home at 6.30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was very tiring laa. 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