<?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-1681354870020507278</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:27:47.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aufa Danial</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-6234140505227865590</id><published>2007-06-26T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:16:17.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn go to school today. HAd a fever that kept me up the whole night through. I knew something was wrong with me when i came back from school. came back at around 3. then slept all the way till 7. had tution till arnd 9.30. then got back to sleep. first day of rather second for me, was rather fun. hafizah and annisa fight fight together in class. then later on i got poowfed with kodomo powder dunno hw many times la. then i and syafiq socialized in english. the England english nt singapore. very hard to sustain. haha was fun overall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from bangkok on mondae, skippin one day sch coz theres no flight that comes back during the weekend. was great in bkk there. my father is nw 60. he had his birthday on the 23rd. hes still strong and working, but he has high blood pressure and for that im afraid. on the night of his birthday, he and his friend and i went to the pub to relaks. i was a good lil boy drinking coke. haha. and then played a bit of pool and got back home arnd 5. i was flat straight away. my dad was the same. he had quite a headache the next day. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-6234140505227865590?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6234140505227865590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=6234140505227865590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6234140505227865590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6234140505227865590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/06/didn-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-1515123033429965</id><published>2007-04-30T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T03:49:08.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.. long time since i blogged..&lt;br /&gt;just came back from cutting hair with shafiq.. &lt;br /&gt;went jammin before that..&lt;br /&gt;haha stupid shit sey tadi..&lt;br /&gt;first thing was that, got one puddle of air kencing on the side drain la.. then it never move along the drain. so clever arif go and blow it to make it move. to do that he had to bend down ah. so happen to be that his HP and my pen was in his chest pocket. so u cud imagine wat happened... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SPLOOSH!&lt;/span&gt; Dah hp dia bau air kencing.. hahahaha... and my pen was gone in the carnage.. then later on we went to take 27 back to sk kan, there was this girl in another bus bhind us. then she was standing near the driver (we were at the back seat) then arif go and smile2 at her and waved. then suddenly she n her fren stared at us. we just ducked low and started laughing.. after that when the bus moving the same thing happen. stupid shit man.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today was boring in school.. i and Shafiq pass pass msg during physics.. eheheheh.. gatal ah dia.. then i asked him on the letter la, u sayang i brape banyak?. then he replied back, sebanyak word yang i tk le baca dkat whiteboard. then i burst out laughing bcoz Ms Low was rushing (on a train as she says it) and her handwriting was bad.. but still bttr then mine haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-1515123033429965?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1515123033429965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=1515123033429965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/1515123033429965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/1515123033429965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-305577674879671056</id><published>2007-04-18T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T05:34:54.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was boring shit. was feeling tired the whole day.nervous abt today's practical. i forgot to bring my cup just nw for the drink but luckily kind Ding Jie lent me his glass. i cooked garden salad, tomato soup and some pasta with spaghetti sauce on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4GzUIo_I/AAAAAAAAABo/b0-PHoUEU10/s1600-h/PV0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4GzUIo_I/AAAAAAAAABo/b0-PHoUEU10/s320/PV0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054718952530813938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my drawing so cacat. i was nv good in art anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4bDUIpAI/AAAAAAAAABw/bYIrb98JWfc/s1600-h/PV0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4bDUIpAI/AAAAAAAAABw/bYIrb98JWfc/s320/PV0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054719300423164930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tasted nicer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4vDUIpBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lqc-8qI4sjI/s1600-h/PV0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4vDUIpBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lqc-8qI4sjI/s320/PV0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054719644020548626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX49DUIpCI/AAAAAAAAACA/LmoAKDPDkYg/s1600-h/PV0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX49DUIpCI/AAAAAAAAACA/LmoAKDPDkYg/s320/PV0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054719884538717218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yea tats it. forgot to bring the candles and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i fared ok. 17/24 is nt tat bad. just hope i pass overall. and YES the class is getting decorated. rainbow theme is nice. wats missing is just the aircon. hais. nvm, just wait for next year. kept on sneezing in class today. i think im getting sick. maybe my bullshit allergy is coming back. B.A.I(Bullshit Air Index) today quite high arh. dunno why. nvm, i will just take my allergy pils and bear with it. tats wat matured ppl shud do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and arif masaked two IKAN BAWAL today. black lak tu. haha last minute PANIC! then Sofeeyah must tolong him. then his fishball soup is sweet and salty. haha. but ultimately it tasted nice. i haven try his ikan bawal yet. but i heard it was nice. 15 mins two dish. nt bad eh arif eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liah today cook cool sia. her decorations were so nice. her dishes were nicely decorated. ur chocolate hangus spoiler la beb. haha. but serious shit, it was really nice ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan nv come today. but Sofeeyah came. ksian dia ada fever, but she came today bcoz of practical. haha. went to Munira's hse ytd. was quite fun. she had a lot of soft toys and a cool Patrick toy. We have the same spongebob doll. then she showed me her brothers cool SLR. we just stayed in her room and joke arnd. my sides are full of her pinch mark. she definitely needs more soya bean. haha! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-305577674879671056?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/305577674879671056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=305577674879671056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/305577674879671056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/305577674879671056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-boring-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RiX4GzUIo_I/AAAAAAAAABo/b0-PHoUEU10/s72-c/PV0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-2037183574613338618</id><published>2007-04-12T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T05:36:16.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rh4ZJ_ieCvI/AAAAAAAAABY/Zt__qr4iziM/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rh4ZJ_ieCvI/AAAAAAAAABY/Zt__qr4iziM/s320/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052503491421801202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;Long time nv update. Sorry. Ive been busy with SYF. &lt;br /&gt;And so today was the day. The day we have been practicing for ages. &lt;br /&gt;Todays SYF. Yea. So i reached sch at 7 and straight away reported to the band room.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the ppl were there. Yea so we were just making some noise while waiting for Mr Kenneth Lun(Conductor) to come. At last he came arnd 8. Then we started tuning and all. Tuning is the most boring time for percussionists. We dun have anything to tune. Perhaps the Timpani maybe. Anyway we did the starting and the ending of the piece quickly and headed for the buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was boring in the bus coz i didn have my hp wid me so i just listened to my mp3. We arrived and registered at the SCH on time and everything went fine. We had lesser then 10 mins in the warm up room. And who shuld i find in the warm up room but Deborah's Cousin. Haha she worked there. She was the timer or some sort. After that we were called to get ready to go into the concert hall. We were the first band after the break so i didn noe if thats good or bad. The judges may feel happier and more lenient after having something. On the other hand, the food and refreshments might wake them up a little and make them more alert. This is bad coz they wuld hear all our mistakes with our articulation, dynamics and timing clearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the staff signaled us percussionists to set up our instrument first. We quickly arranged the instruments as planned and headed out quickly. It was still break time so we still had to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the moment came and and we moved into the stage in an orderly manner. We were standing on a riser and it was nerve wrecking coz all eyes were on us. I was shaking but actually im glad i was shaking bcoz it helped the rain stick's bead go down faster. Haha. I remembered all my parts and did everything well. It wast that hard actually. The song was quite easy for me. Just the rain stick part. Anyway overall we did very well and we didnt forget to swell like how Mr Ora thought us to. And the trumpets were good with holding their note. Go Zoe!! Lol. Anyway after both pieces, we were led outside the hall for a debrief. Mr Lun was proud of us. He also told us that this yrs judging panel is VERY strict so he told us not to expect too high. I was expecting a just pass Silver because of wat he said. After that, we went into the hall to watch other schools perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one school's (I shall not name) Clarinetist was so funny. She was swaying to the beat like she was going to vomit but it nv came out. She kept on jerking her head and we were giggling. Because u see its not wrong if u do that but the problem was all the rest of the members were stationary. So its like a drunk girl in one corner swaying like hell and all the rest were still. My god u shud have seen it. Haha. Enuff with that. I think they got bronze or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last band performed, we were led outside. We waited for the results for quite a while. Arif's hair is still there btw.. Grr.. A few mins of waiting then finally the speaker said something.. At first the person introduced the Judges. After that they thanked so many ppl and companies. It was like " We would like to thank...." then, "And we would oso like to thank...." "Not forgetting the....." Everyone at that area were BOO-ing and SHHH-ing. Finally the results came out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SILVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised la. And it was a high one too. 4 points short of Gold. 4 POINTS.. Hais.. It was better than Bronze anyway, and better than 2 yrs ago i think. Because the Panel of Judges were nw stricter but we still got a high Silver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Annisa u idiot, ur prediction came TRUE! Lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Band will resume on the 14th Of May with the Sec ones. Bye2 Fitri and Shermeen. Gonna miss u both.. Nw i have all the main parts all for myself. Hehehhe. Lol jking, i wun forget the rest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah, thats all i wanna say. Oh ya one more thing, CO ppl, can u get out from my site pls. Ur causing riots in the tagboard. The matter is resolved, ive canceled away the "offensive" part. So wats done is done, im sorry if i offended u guys in any way. Ok, now tat thats settled. I dun think i have anything more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, on the way back from SCH i played XiaoTing's clarinet. Haha so hard to play sia. i cannot even hit tuning note. Haha. My lips were all torn. Im not used to it. Tsk2. I was sitting bside irritating Mr. Know-It-All. He thinks he's so clever. Im so glad hes goin. There wud be more peace and quiet in percussion. Hais2. And its nt Fitri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to see more results and all the schools Pieces, go to www.sgbandfusion.com, they have it all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah ppl, tats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bye  Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-2037183574613338618?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2037183574613338618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=2037183574613338618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2037183574613338618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2037183574613338618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rh4ZJ_ieCvI/AAAAAAAAABY/Zt__qr4iziM/s72-c/DSC00856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-2729492975191372499</id><published>2007-04-06T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:37:14.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RhZ9w0AzSnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ibk26uptybw/s1600-h/IMG022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RhZ9w0AzSnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ibk26uptybw/s320/IMG022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050362309691787890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word:         blog&lt;br /&gt;Definition:   an online diary; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a personal chronological log of thoughts&lt;/span&gt; published on a Web page; also called [Weblog], [Web log]&lt;br /&gt;Example:   Typically updated daily, blogs often reflect the personality of the author&lt;br /&gt;Etymology:   shortened form of Weblog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow wat a day siul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gi Pasir Ris beach ngn Munira sume.. Umm Fifi ada, mazlan. Minah Tudong, Aine, Nini, Faisal, Mushlihin, ntah laki mana, lagi atu Tudong-ed girl, Khairunisa, hykel ngn bdk2 lain. Best sey pat situ.. Pernah dungar minah tudung pakai low cut?? Kalau ada bende nk show-off tkpe la eh? Tapi ni tkde.. Abe tergolek2 kat grass kene cake nye cream. Haha rabak sey. Ok tkpe, kite main frisbee yng senget bile wind tiup sikit. Den kene smack dkat face ngn cream frm fifi n minaci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that kite mkn2 nengok Norbit sikit abe da la..&lt;br /&gt;Then gi tan jap ngn Mazlan(nengok kat pic)&lt;br /&gt;Then arnd 2.30 si bacen paksa me to antar her balik to sk bile i want to duduk there till arnd 6. Abe dia paksa me antar her all the way to her blok. Then she amik my hp and do things with it sey.. Tak baik kan? Then in the bus me tkle manage my impulsivity. Tau pun teguh. Dah la amik bag orng abe paksa naik bus.. Abe tolak me into LRT pulak tu.. Tkpe2.. I really enjoyed smacking that cream on ur face n making u fall. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la itu all je i want to ckp.&lt;br /&gt;Bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;N its a pity some ppl dunno malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-2729492975191372499?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2729492975191372499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=2729492975191372499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2729492975191372499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2729492975191372499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/04/main-entry-blog-definition-online-diary.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RhZ9w0AzSnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ibk26uptybw/s72-c/IMG022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-3869593941535560534</id><published>2007-04-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T05:36:56.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing The Shadows</title><content type='html'>I feel like crap today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headaches and stupid thoughts well up inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like smackin Ora's head with the rain stick.&lt;br /&gt;hes so nt funny but im just laughing at him to lighten up inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;but didn really work. N hearing stuff abt things gt me more worried tat im being cheated. The cons of stuff became more obvious to me? I dunno la.. Im still a bit blur.. And its called a rain stick ppl.. It makes a noise like tis raining when u turn it arnd.. Stupid rite the conductor? 3 more practices to SYF and they just bought it today and expect me to master all my parts in the song by SYF.. Crap.. Tkpe tkpe i let it go by nw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir SYF - 25th (Long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band SYF  - 12th (Short)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLDDS SYF - 10th (even shorter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO SYF    - Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and today is my adeks berfday..&lt;br /&gt;Happy berfday idiot.. Make sure when u grow big u will earn a lot of money so that i can embezzle u of some ok?.. Yawn.. Tired la.. After writing this post i feel better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i miss her.. yea.. miss holding her and all.. These few days only gt a glimpse of her.. Just nw during lit.. But didnt noe where shes sitting.. Stupid ML and SSP.. Stupid band too.. If we nv get gold or silv im nt comin for band the rest of the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u all later then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Now i know how it feels,&lt;br /&gt;to be a bird in a cage,&lt;br /&gt;trapped from the outside world,&lt;br /&gt;only managing to catch a glimpse of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m kissing the shadows you surround me with,&lt;br /&gt;to feel my pain vanishing away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Your touching the shadows I`m surrounding you with,&lt;br /&gt;so together in peace we shall be.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-3869593941535560534?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3869593941535560534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=3869593941535560534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3869593941535560534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3869593941535560534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/04/kissing-shadows.html' title='Kissing The Shadows'/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-8923606011345748834</id><published>2007-03-30T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:26:32.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so happy to finally have a &lt;S&gt;kitten&lt;/S&gt; cat in my hse..&lt;br /&gt;Came as a surprise though..  It was actually my mothers colleague's cat but he and his wife is going back to Taiwan. So he had a cat which i think is a good breed which he bought overseas. Then he have to give it away to someone.. But he had no heart to give it away bcoz it was like his precious cat n all.. So my mum was planning to get a cat and since she saw the opputinity, she seized it.. The owner (an American) was more than happy to give it to my mom.. She rather give it to my mom than to a total stranger.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. thats hw we got the cat.. its 2 years old.. adorable lovely eyes.. orange fur.. and he sneezes like my sis.. exactly human-like.. the owner sent it here ytd.. i think it was scared bcoz if the new environment..  i pity the owner n his wife.. they were crying when they left.. so sad.. i promised them to take good care of him.. oh ya n hes trained.. i saw him pee in kitty litter and he was like looking at me while peeing.. then after doing his bizness he covered the spot he peed with kitty litter.. kinda like a dog covering his bone.. he did it all by himself.. gd boy.. oh and the name is Jingles btw... Dun ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd he was hiding bhind the kitchen cabinet the whole day but nw he juust only started to explore a bit.. hes under my bed nw.. he walked arnd n peed a while.. drank a bit of water then ran back under my bed.. hais.. hope he gets to adapt to his new lifestyle.. if u wanna seeit u can ask me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today munira came over to my hse.. yea again.. and also annisa, hafizah and arif.. and yes u can imagine hw kecoh it was.. they were screaming and shouting.. and munira was being the good girl by keeping quiet.. they created havoc in my room while i n munira were in the other room throwing soft toys at each other.. it was sweet of her to be there.. and she kept on pinching me.. lol.. they are marks u noe?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i think this is enuff la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-8923606011345748834?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8923606011345748834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=8923606011345748834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/8923606011345748834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/8923606011345748834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-so-happy-to-finally-have-kitten-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-6636443527051353957</id><published>2007-03-28T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T01:15:06.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Monkey Ball Kick-Off</title><content type='html'>hey ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play this game its fucking addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://www.miniclip.com/games/monkey-kick-off/en/&lt;url/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best       - 4465m UPDATED - 4781m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafeeq best  - 4300+m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razif best    - 4512m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafizah best  - UPDATED - 4340 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY IT! N tell me ur score :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-6636443527051353957?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6636443527051353957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6636443527051353957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-ppl-play-this-game-its-fucking.html' title='Super Monkey Ball Kick-Off'/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-7103372046073413428</id><published>2007-03-27T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:51:16.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;today was boring shyt.&lt;br /&gt;school went by so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;with the stupid chem teacher finally realizing that he keeps on repeating wat he alrdy thought us over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he threw a bunch of wksheets at us n expect us to do it?&lt;br /&gt;hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arif, Hafizah, Zypedee and gang went to Old Changi Hospital today.. They asked me to come but i didnt want to go coz there are pontianaks and ghosts in there and they say that 3rd floor is the most hanuted part.. Anyway i had tuition at 3 so i cudn go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking back home wondering whether to go buy a new earpiece at CP or not.. Then i saw Mengshi.. She and her bag LOL.. Then i asked her where she was going and she said she was going to CP so i asked her to accompany me to go buy earpiece.. Then when i reaced there i didn have enuff money.. But kind Mengshi lent me money.. Its a nice earpiece.. Like Hafizah's but only diff is tat its black.. Olive Black to be exact.. After that i said thanks to her and we went our own seperate ways.. I half ran back home because i was late for tuition and it was starting to drizzle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition i went to pick up Munira frm school.. I waited at the hall in front of school.. Finally she came with her PE shirt.. Then we talked while walking to her hse. I finally remembered the way. :D Sent her up to her blok then she kissed me n i kissed her and then she went up n i walked back home.. I almost got knocked dwn by a car again.. Thank god for horns.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all la..&lt;br /&gt;Nt really in a mood to update a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe nxt time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-7103372046073413428?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7103372046073413428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=7103372046073413428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/7103372046073413428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/7103372046073413428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-ppl-blogging-for-sake-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-3478542096105372216</id><published>2007-03-23T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:15:04.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ PREVIOUS POST FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, i wun be such an asshole n build up the suspense.&lt;br /&gt;After she gave me the present right..&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her.. &lt;br /&gt;On the cheeks tat is.. &lt;br /&gt;Sweet..&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to be the most perfect thing to do at that time..&lt;br /&gt;Ok lol..&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to see the tagboard..&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-3478542096105372216?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3478542096105372216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=3478542096105372216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3478542096105372216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3478542096105372216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-lah-i-wun-be-such-asshole-n-build-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-6859595992629363157</id><published>2007-03-23T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:18:04.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so how was the performance by the band today??&lt;br /&gt;Im in band btw for ppl who dunno.&lt;br /&gt;N im in percussion.&lt;br /&gt;Go to dictionary.com if u dunno wth is tat.&lt;br /&gt;So yea..&lt;br /&gt;How was it?&lt;br /&gt;I was playing some loser stick in the first song (Queen's Park Melody).&lt;br /&gt;But i was playing the Bongo and Conga in the second song (Cant take my Eyes Off You) which is a much bigger part.. Im suppposed to play the drum set for Queen's Park Melody but that sebok Fitri forced me to play a pair of sticks.. N he gets to play the biggest part.. Not fair right?.. And hes been playing drum set all along.. He and Shermeen.. One gang.. Anyway cant wait for them to step down from band.. I will be so happy coz i have all the main parts for myself.. Coz number one, once Fitri n Shermeen is gone, im the only one who can play the drumset to their standard. And number two, the rest of the Sec 3 percussionists are all girls.. So yea..&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;im sooo evill.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a lot of people said that i dropped my sticks during the 2nd song solo. &lt;br /&gt;This is not true because i have to use different sticks to play the conga and bongo..&lt;br /&gt;So i was bending down to get the other pair of sticks.. Lol.. Ok now this is cleared up.. A lot of ppl thought i dropped it.. Even Mr Selvarasoo and some other teachers..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conducter was angry with us just nw.. He said smth like we were tired we really played badly i the band room. I mean like, we just had an on stage performance and we had to bring our instruments up and down. Its very tiring.. So we played like shyt n we somehow pissed the conductor off.. Then he walked out on us... How very cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway band finished at 6.45 today instead of the usual 8pm.. Im nt complainin.. After band i went to the shops outside the general office and saw Munira.. I then waited for her for a few mins.. Then it started to rain.. Then it got heavier.. But after waiting for quite a while and being entertained by the pervertic boys there, it finally subsidised n we quickly went out of sch.. It was fun u noe.. We splashed water at each other.. It doesnt really affect me coz im wearing long pants :P And anyway she got scared later on and she didnt dare to walk on front of me.. Lol.. We walked n talked till i reached nearby her house.. Then she gave me a little gift.. Teddy Bear lol.. Then right .. AND THEN RIGHT... Oops, look at the time. &lt;br /&gt;Continue tmrw&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-6859595992629363157?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6859595992629363157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=6859595992629363157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6859595992629363157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/6859595992629363157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-so-how-was-performance-by-band-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-396726476802963878</id><published>2007-03-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:09:16.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band just now.. Full dress rehearsal for speech day arh.. Quite fun. I forgot to bring my band uni to school so i had to go home quickly after sch to get it.. and mr leong kok kee was at the gate interrogating each n every person who wanted to go out of school. Coz it was only 1.30 and students participating in the speech day event got released at 1.30.. So after convincing mr leong tat i was in band, i arif n hanuram headed back to my place.. i quickly changed into my long sleeve shirt and singkat pants while hanuram wailed about bringing the wrong pants to school. and btw he left it at my hse .. the idiot.. after that i decided to wear high cut cuz i will look like mr bean with my seluar singkat and big mcdonanalds leather shoes.. then we had band bla bla bla and then that hot n sexy happy feet danced.. wow..i juz luv the way they crawl on the floor... So hot.. Ok enuff abt that.. Then bla bla n bla n bla then i saw her walk past me outside 1T8 just nw. Arif cannot keep his mouth shut screaming like that.. aiyo.. But nvm.. after that we were dismissed and sent back home.. I was so hungry.. Whole day nv eat.. N im sitting in front of the pc here eating my mothers low fat strawberry yoghurt with my back aching like hell.. ow.. I need a massage.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.. and arif i hope u noe wat i mean by 100% PASHMINA.. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-396726476802963878?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/396726476802963878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=396726476802963878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/396726476802963878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/396726476802963878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-9222756709035045796</id><published>2007-03-15T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:47:53.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfoy4n4vo5I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZERdYTVtzhA/s1600-h/beraye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfoy4n4vo5I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZERdYTVtzhA/s320/beraye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042398681155740562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year or the year before that the Hari Raya! Though we are all in different schools we stick together! Yea ok last time we all hiphop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year hari raya shuld be the best.. Hehe... Cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently straightening my cousins hair... Poor guy.. He has hair worst then a sheeps fur.. He told me that if his hair never gets straight he wuld nv get married n get a girlfriend.. So i just happened to still have some Wella hair straightener cream... So now hes halfway through final development and hes so excited.. Good for him anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see googly bear before band on Wednesday.. I was a nervous wreck i tell u.. I sucked on my bttm lip till it was swollen.. Googly bear was waiting for me at Starbucks with her fren.. I was walking to CP when i saw Bryan.. He wanted to follow me.. But i said no.. He went to Sentosa after that with his frens anyway.. When i walked into Starbucks her fren walked out.. Then i sat down on front of her and we started talking.. It was scary as it was the first time we actually met face to face.. So we talked and takled n talked for quite a while like 45 mins like that.. Then she wanted to go home.. So i sent her home.. She took the LRT back.. And she has nice smelling shampoo.. Lol.. Sent her to her block(blue) and went to band after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i n my cuz played Blackjack... Yeap.. N we played with Monopoly money.. Not because we have no money or anything, its because i just loved to say things like " I will bet 50 on that!" and " I will add another 100 to the pot.. Are u with me?" . Lol, n we talked with english or british eccent. So it was kinda like a rich mans game... Anyway in the end i won overall.. Cause i had like 2000 dollars more than him.. Haha.. We finished playing around 2am.. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-9222756709035045796?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/9222756709035045796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=9222756709035045796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/9222756709035045796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/9222756709035045796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-year-or-year-before-that-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfoy4n4vo5I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZERdYTVtzhA/s72-c/beraye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-8902142125859826855</id><published>2007-03-13T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:26:08.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfal6X4vo4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MLTiSklMOEs/s1600-h/P3110016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfal6X4vo4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MLTiSklMOEs/s320/P3110016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041399255150863234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Sister last Sunday(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the Zoo last Sunday. My sister bugged my mom to bring her to the zoo.. And so she planned that we wuld go on Sunday. I didnt wanna go because i wanted to go on MSN. But oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up at 10 sey.. I usually wake up arnd 1 on sundays.. We reached the zoo at around 12+.. First thing i saw was ah meng.. Then there was the cockatoo... Then all the animals in the zoo after that.. Btw, bring ur own water if u wanna go to the zoo coz a bottle of coke costs 3 bucks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just nw went to cut hair with Syafiq.. Accompanied him to the polyclinic before cutting. Kecoh sey at the Polyclinic, with the stupid doctor that keeps opening and closing the programme he is supposed to use.. Then type with one finger sey.. Kan Syafiq kan? After he gt a cream which is 2.5% Selenium Sulphide we hopped on the bus to go cut hair at Hougang there. Then the guy potong Syafiq hair like ah beng like that. But he cut thin la which is good. Did the same to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we hopped back on the bus that brought us back to SK. While on the bus i and Syafiq talk about his matair la hw can go beach n use her as surfboard la. A lot of things we talk abt.. Then we kept on laughing at this guy. I dunno why it was so funny.. I think because of the way he sits and behaves. It was obvious we were laughing at him bcoz he was in front of us n we were like lookin n laughing. Then suddenly he looked at us. Then i pretended to laugh at the polyclinic plastic bag that Syafiq was holding. Lol! It was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached SK we went our separate ways.. I quickly ran home bcoz i cudn wait to get online.. When i gt home i went online a while then did my tuition hw.. But he didnt come bcoz he had smth on.. So i wasted my bloody time doing hw when i culd have been talking to her instead.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently having a flu, sore throat and a fever. But its getting better.. Thnx to Doctor Munira! Haha! Drink lotsa lotsa water.. Yea.. And a massage.. I still need that u noe :P ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is gonna sleep over at my hse tommorw. Cant wait.. Hes 1 year younger than me.. When he comes tmrw we gonna jam till morning! :D&lt;br /&gt;And yea that reminds me tmrw theres band.. Hais.. Wish i didn join band.. Shuld have joined Hockey or smth.. Its less stressful..&lt;br /&gt;But SYF is in April.. School wants us to get Gold.. But i think we would be lucky to get even near Silver. Oh well all the best to all CCA's that have SYF this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ttyal!&lt;br /&gt;N thnx for reading. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-8902142125859826855?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8902142125859826855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=8902142125859826855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/8902142125859826855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/8902142125859826855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha-step-cool-wearing-shades-was-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/Rfal6X4vo4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MLTiSklMOEs/s72-c/P3110016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-2757670763155159459</id><published>2007-03-10T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T04:46:42.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RfKCaH4vo1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uuWPsOwrfjw/s1600-h/DSC00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RfKCaH4vo1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uuWPsOwrfjw/s320/DSC00044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040234318286267218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! A pic that i took wid Shafeeeq at Matilda House. Anyway, i, Shafeeq, Hafizah, Ariff and Arif went there for pure fun. I actually didnt want to go coz im afraid of ghosts and pontianaks but arif force me to go. But i told him i wuld stay outside only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reach there the hse was so friggin scary. Every corner we turned i expected to see a ghost or pontianak, but luckily dun hv. The house was fenced off, to keep ppl like us from going in. But did tat stop us? Nope. They climbed over the fence and onto the balcony. I was like standing at the foot of the fence not sure to climb it or not. Then arif just haaaad to open his big fat mouth to say that the ghosts follow the group of ppl tat were odd. As in the number of ppl la. 1,3,5,7 blah blah. So if i were alone outside, the hantu wuld definetely get me sey. But i still didnt want to go. Then they say that if i didnt go up there i wuld be the next hanuram. So i of course go la. The house was quite big. Got tiles here n there. Scary. Then there was  a lot of graffiti on the walls. We went to the rooms there. We were walking in single file so i was the 2nd last one. I didnt want to be the last one because hafizah say the last person always gets it. Den i didn want to be the first person because later when we see hantu the first person would be the slowest to run. So i decided that 2nd last one is the best. I will be the first one to run thru the door. And i will nt get disturbed by the ghosts bcoz im nt last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway later while we were lepaking on the balcony this group of Hillgrove Sec ppl headed for the hse la. I saw them walking. They were 3 person la. N we were like 6.&lt;br /&gt;So 6+3=9 which is an odd number. So one of the hillgrove student was scared n ran away. Then arif go n robohkan the papan all and give the hse more light. Then took pictures of us. But nth hppned. No sign of ghosts, pontianaks or supernatural activities. Lucky me. After that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we went to punggol park. No, not to play football but for a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fieldtrip&lt;/span&gt;. Yea man u heard it right, we went to friggin &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Punggol Park&lt;/span&gt; for our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Literature trip&lt;/span&gt;. So not fair.. Geog students went to Labrador Park. And the Hist students went to Sentosa. Now tell me is that fair? No right. But what can we do? This is all LKK's doing. That idiot.. Lit students r like the outcasts of society man. And LKK told Mrs V to bring us to a place thats free. What a nuthead. Anyway we went to Punggol Park as planned and tried to write a poem. But i cudn find anything to write about. We ended up playing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Then we went back to school and wrote a poem. Heres my poem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Like a Carnation in winter,&lt;br /&gt;You were a sight to behold,&lt;br /&gt;Underneath your brilliant exterior,&lt;br /&gt;Secrets lay untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your small little inhabitants,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes peek a look at me.&lt;br /&gt;If the Children ever got a glimpse of them,&lt;br /&gt;They would have jumped in glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, good things dont stay.&lt;br /&gt;Your lovely gleaming skin,&lt;br /&gt;Has faded to gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your glorious days are over, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, you poor lone River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was that man?&lt;br /&gt;How was taat?&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't easy i tell you, took me a long time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;And it was supposed to be a pond but i just cudn find anything that rhymes with over to go wid Pond. So i just did River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school we had fun trying to translate a song by Muse called Starlight into Malay. The first few lines went like this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away,&lt;br /&gt;This Ship has taken me far away.&lt;br /&gt;Far away from the memories..&lt;br /&gt;Of the people who cared if i live or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Malay version goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juah giler...&lt;br /&gt;Sampan ini bawak aku gi jauh giler..&lt;br /&gt;Jauh dari keingatanku&lt;br /&gt;Dari orang yang kisah kalau aku hidup ke mampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL the last line is so not style. Planning to translate the whole song and jam it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of jam, yesterday I razif n arif went jamming at Tampines. It was cool la, my band members came along. Then we play some A7X and Muse songs. Then halfway i recieved a call from my mom. She asked me where i was. I told her i was outside school. I cudn tell her i went jamming coz im supposedly banned from it. Anyway i was supposed to be at Band(CCA) instead of Band(JAM). Then she told me that Miss Low Yoke Ling called her to tell her that i wasnt at band. I was like *middle finger* Miss Low fat mouth to match her butt. So i told Arif n we were like f-ck. We jammed for a few more mins and took a taxi to school. We were late and Miss Low counseled us. Blah3 i and Arif kept on lauging. She asked us why we kept laughing and i told her we were optimistic ppl. LOL. So we went to band and there was like NOBODY there. Sec 2 had camp and Sec 4 didn need to come. So they were only half the Sec 3's there. So we jammed Queens Park Melody and Can't Take My Eyes Off You which we are playing for Speech day. After that everything went as per normal nth special really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less tat was the interesting things tat hppned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Munira i didn forget abt u (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i was on msn just nw and somebody added me. It was Munira from 4e1. And wow great timing, i was just about to slam my head out of boredom. Then we talked n talked n talked then suddenly my mom came back. I had to switch off the PC quickly. So i juz pulled out the plug. Didnt have a chance to say bye to u. Srry ):&lt;br /&gt;Hope to talk to you tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N if u guys wanna hear Starlight go to this link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-c94VVU7zc&lt;br /&gt;Its their music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;Thnx for reading ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-2757670763155159459?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2757670763155159459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=2757670763155159459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2757670763155159459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2757670763155159459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha-pic-that-i-took-wid-shafeeeq-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RfKCaH4vo1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uuWPsOwrfjw/s72-c/DSC00044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-3752372550868064046</id><published>2007-03-05T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:57:14.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys i cant really update now.&lt;br /&gt;Im busy rushing on my f&amp;n.&lt;br /&gt;Srry guys.&lt;br /&gt;Its due today but im handing it up tml morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-3752372550868064046?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3752372550868064046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=3752372550868064046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3752372550868064046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/3752372550868064046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-guys-i-cant-really-update-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-4012188627395727975</id><published>2007-03-02T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:17:28.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RekeBtUOeKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0lsYkepXym4/s1600-h/PC220160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RekeBtUOeKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0lsYkepXym4/s320/PC220160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037590672883742882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im updating my blog today as ive promised. Above is a picture of me n my Cousin. Took it when i went to Finland last year December. N hell yea it was cold. But coldest was around 11 degrees. My aunt said it is supposed to be a lot colder this time of the year. Oh well. Missed Finland loads.. School is free there u know. I want to migrate there man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ytd was fun. Went into AVA room with e maths ppl.. Period right after recess. We bhorught a lot of food with us and shafiqah sat on my right n hanu on my left. Luckily nbdy burp. EH ANISA EH? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to learn a new song on the guitar. Its called The River by Good Charlotte. Difficult.. It has A7X innit btw.^^ Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah tats all.. Im nt writing a long one today coz nth much happened.&lt;br /&gt;Thnx for readin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-4012188627395727975?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4012188627395727975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=4012188627395727975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/4012188627395727975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/4012188627395727975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-updating-my-blog-today-as-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/RekeBtUOeKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0lsYkepXym4/s72-c/PC220160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-2991590223962480884</id><published>2007-02-28T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:29:54.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/ReaCRWJVtHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yCwqS76TRKk/s1600-h/Tasha+n+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/ReaCRWJVtHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yCwqS76TRKk/s320/Tasha+n+me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036856467774616690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt; Just found last years Hari Raya celebration pic wid my cousin. Shes a cute little thing. Half Chinese half Malay seh.&lt;br /&gt;Long time nv visti her alrdy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was yet another day ive not gone to school. Yesterday i was aparrently 'Sick' with migraine in the morning. And today i just simply could not wake up. I still have not handed in the Malay projek abt Pesta.. It was so hard to find a malay text. I was close to putting Pesta Perdana 9. But i found a small webpage which had information on a Pesta Flora (Flower Festival) in Thailand. So i printed some pictures and information on it and pasted it on green vanguard sheet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the tagboard is not meant to make people emberassed so pls do not do so. Those people who are not happy with this can kindly press the lovely red button on ur top right hand corner. If ur not sure wat im talking about, X marks the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i have just reformatted my PC. Apparently the windows im using is pirated so i have problems. So, i went to buy an original windows in Compasspoint. The shop is on the 3rd floor. Its called CyberActive. When i reached there, they told me that Microsoft has pulled Windows XP off the market and introduced Windows Vista which is the latest version of Windows. So i half-heartedly bought it for 155. Thats the basic home edition btw.&lt;br /&gt;After drinking a Caramel Snow Shake from Cup Walker in CP, i reached home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? The windows CD was actually DVD. And i had only a CD Rom in my pc. That means i cant install windows. So poor me had to go all the way to Sim Lim to buy a DVD Rom for $30 (i got it at a discount after haggling with the shop keeper). Soon after i reached home.I took a Taxi back. So i fought with my PC bcause it just wouldnt open. I had to use brute force to force open the opening where u can put the DVD Rom. After i stuffed it inside (with much difficulty) i connected the data cable and power supply to it. I switched on the PC and with much pride, inserted the GENUINE Windows Vista into my DVD Rom. Ok, now u people would guess that i would install windows rite? Sorry but that never happens to Aufa. When i pressed the "Install Windows" button guessed wat came up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;   "UNABLE TO INSTALL WINDOWS BECAUSE OF INSUFFICIENT RAM"&lt;br /&gt;               CURRENT RAM: 256MB&lt;br /&gt;               RAM NEEDED : 512MB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did u know how pissed i was? I almost bloody kicked the bloody CPU. Now the RAM was not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poor me had to go all the way to Sim Lim Square again. I went to the same shop too. The shop keeper was surprised when he saw me. I asked him for a DDR333 2.5CL 512MB RAM. Luckily, he got it. It caused like 60 bucks. So i happily walked away with my 512 RAM. Halfway to the MRT Station, I realised that he had given me a DDL333 instead of a DDR333. Big difference u know even though its just a letter. So poor me had to walk all the way to Sim Lim Square again. I went to the shop again. And guessed what i saw on the door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OUT TO LUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poor me had to sit on the door waiting for the shopkeeper to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later he came back looking rather fat. He was so surprised to see me. I half shouted in his face that he had given me a DDL instead or DDR RAM. He apologised and got the correct RAM for me. He gave me a HP sticker for compensation. Like wtf can i do with a sticker? I took the Bus back home because i had no more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached back home and opened my PC once again and slotted the RAM in the slot.&lt;br /&gt;So now my curent RAM is 256+512 which is 768MB. Thats more than enuff. Btw if u want to check ur RAM, for XP users, juz right click My Computer and click properties. For Vista users just go into the Welcome Screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sucessfully installed Windows and installed my Drivers. But there is still a problem with my Graphic Card. Windows Vista doesnt support my Graphics Driver. Oh well nvm, i will just buy a new one when i visit my father in Thailand for this March holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, theres no Microsft Word or anything so i will have to Stick to Microsoft Works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished downloading a load of Children of Bodom songs.. I dun really like metal but i love their Guitar. And they did a few Iron Maiden covers, like The Trooper, A different World and Aces High which really rocks. So overall they are not bad. And they come from Finland =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i think thats more or less what happened to me this couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will update on Saturday again la.&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;br /&gt;N thnx for visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Spendings for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD ROM       - $30&lt;br /&gt;512 RAM       - $60&lt;br /&gt;Taxi          - $16&lt;br /&gt;Bus fare      - $1.10&lt;br /&gt;Bubble T      - $2.10&lt;br /&gt;Windows Vista - $155&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL           $264.20&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-2991590223962480884?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2991590223962480884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=2991590223962480884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2991590223962480884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/2991590223962480884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-people-just-found-last-years-hari.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1cdtNiNIy4/ReaCRWJVtHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yCwqS76TRKk/s72-c/Tasha+n+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-5414300457528944678</id><published>2007-02-09T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:06:56.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.. New blog . Hahas! Ok... Now lets see hw to work out this shyty thing.. Ape seh confusing... Nisa pandai kan nisa? Tolong aku!.. Camner nk dpt yang tempat tepi dia tu... Yng ada C box sumua.. Abe boleh tag tag.. Camner?? Gerek sey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boboal sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Boboal lah aufa bobal...&lt;br /&gt;Step orang nk dtng blog kau je...&lt;br /&gt;Step orng nk tag je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tkpe, stop is sial aku post ni pun siape nk baca?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tkde orang kan?&lt;br /&gt;Then why am i posting?&lt;br /&gt;Aku tk tau..&lt;br /&gt;First time i have blog wat..&lt;br /&gt;Ye la tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i want to read my buku chemistry till i memorise the whole f-ing periodic table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can remember seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemicals that sublime (evaporate from solid to gas):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Iodine&lt;br /&gt;- Ammonium Chloride&lt;br /&gt;- Nephtelene&lt;br /&gt;- Mothball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok u got that? Good..&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it will help u in ur test n for general knowledge too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N also remember crude oil = &lt;strong&gt;SIMPLE&lt;/strong&gt; distillation not fractional ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiiss.. Chemistry is like so friggin better then physics... I dun even remember the accelration n deceleration formula.. v-u/t... I think so... Ala i salah pun saper nk btolkan eh?... Stupid ms low dunno hw to teach physics... If i noe i take bio sey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah aufa shaddup n study la... Mummy coming back in 15 mins time.. Remember u must study coz &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; told &lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt; that next week was &lt;strong&gt;CLASS TeST&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai aufa pandaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well tata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-5414300457528944678?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5414300457528944678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=5414300457528944678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/5414300457528944678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/5414300457528944678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681354870020507278.post-7475866927158413247</id><published>2007-02-09T02:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:30:19.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681354870020507278-7475866927158413247?l=theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7475866927158413247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681354870020507278&amp;postID=7475866927158413247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/7475866927158413247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681354870020507278/posts/default/7475866927158413247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theboywhocriedlalala.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Aufa Danial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i172/trawble/Guitarist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
