<?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-6508018921651764595</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:31:32.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written In The Stars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7864280858540299300</id><published>2012-01-01T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:17:20.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons learnt in 2011</title><content type='html'>1)Once we lose trust, relationship is impossible. We can compromise it, and stick around for the ride but the truth is, once trust is gone, love can't flow.So pls dunt lose that,because tho u cant hear it break,it really hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I didnt spend enough time with my close friends and that was entirely my fault.In 2012,Im gona fix this and spend more time with them:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)My responsibilty is towards my family and bringing things back to normal,so this year Im gona go all out and achieve my goals in Score A.Im not gona take my foot of the pedal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)If you have the mindset and the strongest of heart,you can accomplish anything:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nU_mNevwqsE/TwAycCTbN5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/_axjQgVlN0E/s1600/392728_10150403350721947_543781946_8648636_2125546305_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5093492214258597113</id><published>2012-01-01T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:09:59.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3-Reality hurts..</title><content type='html'>Life was going good up until June..trust is something we all value in our lives and we all have certain people in it we wud trust against anything..sadly you saw fit to break that..from the most unexpected person.The effect of it took me a while to bounce back from and never in my life had I felt so alone,and abandoned..and it really hurt..at tat time if it wasnt for my friends..i dunt know how i wud have pull through but I did thanks to them:)..What happen was something I shud have seen coming I guess..but it still gave no reason for it to happen but nonetheless u cant change the past.Admist all this hurt and pain,I focused on my work and with the support of my loved ones I achieved the milestone that had prove elusive for me up till that point in Score A.I became a Top Income Earner in September:)..and gt the award at Diwali Nite:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRoN74opTTA/TwAs1W_OfEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CbitXkD6WxA/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRoN74opTTA/TwAs1W_OfEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CbitXkD6WxA/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599224211766338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDj80-tkaAQ/TwAs0kxxCoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FVK5nuI3Upo/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDj80-tkaAQ/TwAs0kxxCoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FVK5nuI3Upo/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599210733537922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b18xHLS9avc/TwAs0QdwbFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RAEzwWCWyFU/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b18xHLS9avc/TwAs0QdwbFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RAEzwWCWyFU/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599205280902226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the happiest feeling because my parents were there and I know how much it meant to them,and it meant alot to see their faces there:)..and I was happy that instead of crumbling down,I managed to channel everything to a positive vibe and achieved this!..of this is only the beginning and I hope with the blessings of those around me there will be more nights such as this:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R--BurvPifI/TwAthzxaxPI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oJGETV2q254/s1600/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R--BurvPifI/TwAthzxaxPI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oJGETV2q254/s400/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599987852723442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lZociB4_0o/TwAthUUYHNI/AAAAAAAAAas/7QEdAJg3J9Q/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lZociB4_0o/TwAthUUYHNI/AAAAAAAAAas/7QEdAJg3J9Q/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599979409415378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vgh4n39VC5U/TwAthJFaVtI/AAAAAAAAAag/v8rqJAPZInE/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vgh4n39VC5U/TwAthJFaVtI/AAAAAAAAAag/v8rqJAPZInE/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692599976393856722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was alrite at that point but there was still this hollow feeling and something was just not right..thats when Natasha invited me to Tash's 21st party and when I was there I realised theres no point sitting down and thinking bout the past.Live life to the fullest:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RtebAT_jVjQ/TwAuoEeRmoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GBOqfJKAbdc/s1600/184046_10150281398467241_514657240_7462934_1492656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RtebAT_jVjQ/TwAuoEeRmoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GBOqfJKAbdc/s400/184046_10150281398467241_514657240_7462934_1492656_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692601194926676610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfqRvEPb9ck/TwAun0be72I/AAAAAAAAAbE/gS4jciSziAY/s1600/284762_10150281396507241_514657240_7462927_3013184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfqRvEPb9ck/TwAun0be72I/AAAAAAAAAbE/gS4jciSziAY/s400/284762_10150281396507241_514657240_7462927_3013184_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692601190620000098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats wat I did after that as I just went about doing things as usual and following the flow:)..i did miss you but the hurt was greater..and it spurred me on and was a reminder to what was at stake and I didnt want to lose it..as much as it hurts,locking it up away inside ur heart is the only choice I had..and life after that was just simple and fun:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mwu1dXsw5U/TwAvc7qHJjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/dh3zZ8MfmoY/s1600/307681_10150336046306947_543781946_8340315_1612844685_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mwu1dXsw5U/TwAvc7qHJjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/dh3zZ8MfmoY/s400/307681_10150336046306947_543781946_8340315_1612844685_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692602103093470770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm0XjTVyfcM/TwAvb0Ikv-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/pfg7cdKsiLw/s1600/292893_225219150867874_100001393724740_711531_433371250_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm0XjTVyfcM/TwAvb0Ikv-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/pfg7cdKsiLw/s400/292893_225219150867874_100001393724740_711531_433371250_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692602083893886946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbuVHoMVfy0/TwAvbiwO7KI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SHUygWUy_L8/s1600/267739_10150724282640393_710470392_19944800_5419577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbuVHoMVfy0/TwAvbiwO7KI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SHUygWUy_L8/s400/267739_10150724282640393_710470392_19944800_5419577_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692602079228390562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as0YeyRe-aA/TwAvbhpH1QI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VlynHoits7U/s1600/263973_10150724282805393_710470392_19944805_1131146_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as0YeyRe-aA/TwAvbhpH1QI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VlynHoits7U/s400/263973_10150724282805393_710470392_19944805_1131146_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692602078930130178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in late October one conversation changed things..remorse can be hurting too and everyone in makes mistakes..Forgive I can,but forget is almost impossible.Nevertheless if things are meant to be then it will happen,if not then well least there will be no regrets.As such life rolled on from there and things at home started getting a lil worse..but as a family we did out best and managed to pull out of it and now 2011 is nearing an end alredi..and it has been a really hard year for me this year but the lessons were worth it and im gona make 2012 the best year possible.Of course not without the support of those who matter most:)..bye bye 2011 and welcome 2012:)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5093492214258597113?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5093492214258597113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2012/01/part-3-reality-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5093492214258597113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5093492214258597113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2012/01/part-3-reality-hurts.html' title='Part 3-Reality hurts..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRoN74opTTA/TwAs1W_OfEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CbitXkD6WxA/s72-c/IMG_0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5277121126140846453</id><published>2011-12-29T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:34:27.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2-Sky is the limit</title><content type='html'>We continue back in May:)..my favourite month of the year always!:)..this time Im turning 20 years old,gone are the teen years as adulthood approaches.But lets just rewind a lil bit back,the last few months of being a teenager certainly had its fair share of drama and fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After New Years,&lt;br /&gt;I was off the blocks early in Score A and wasted no time in building back my network and overall it was a success and I got into my stride pretty fast:)..in the midst of my work tho,thinks started to get a bit pressurisin as I started to learn the up and downs of bussiness.Before I knew it tho,Valentines Day had come around:)..This year was gona be special because I actually had a Valentine to spend it with..haha!:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as ever ready,Natasha helped me out to pick the gifts to buy for Chandima and trust me it wasnt easy as we went from Bangsar Shopping Centre to Sunway Pyramid!Haha..the best part was Chandima didnt even knew I was getting her anything:)..eventually after i gt the gifts,I met up with Nilesha to pass the gifts and she helped decorate them up!:P..and she went and hid it at different places at their home:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night,she came back pretty late and I called her up to wish her,she probably that was the best she was gona get but I remember when I told her to go to each hiding place and recover the gifts,her screams and delight made my day:)..tat was wat it was all about..showing ur special someone how much u love them:)..and it was just so sweet!U can check out this link to check out the gifts and read her version of the events at the early hours of the 14th of February 2011:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://candybloggergirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-best-i-ever-had.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that time flew by and work just took its toll on me and sadly i cudnt spend time with many of my friends but i always made sure I had time for those closest to me eventho I know sumtimes it wasnt enough..but im glad they understood me:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eo_B-uEJpA/TvxCFM9jvOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/avGeGe7vObM/s1600/63660_10150099609556197_595646196_7197047_1935020_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eo_B-uEJpA/TvxCFM9jvOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/avGeGe7vObM/s400/63660_10150099609556197_595646196_7197047_1935020_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691496686235663586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...but we still squeezed in moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8n7xeqRcraI/Tvw-YUyUswI/AAAAAAAAAZU/j5e2e25xaUY/s1600/154295_10150099609866197_595646196_7197057_1127291_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8n7xeqRcraI/Tvw-YUyUswI/AAAAAAAAAZU/j5e2e25xaUY/s400/154295_10150099609866197_595646196_7197057_1127291_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691492616707027714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AUiPmYckSo/TvxBBepVj1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/z4iFAwXCYdo/s1600/163017_10150099609231197_595646196_7197034_8141322_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AUiPmYckSo/TvxBBepVj1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/z4iFAwXCYdo/s400/163017_10150099609231197_595646196_7197034_8141322_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691495522751582034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;March 31st was our 1st year anniversary and after being with someone that long,all you have is love and trust:)..and my only wish was that there would be more anniversaries to come:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May came around at last and 20 was the number of the month!This year was a pretty low key birthday tho,but nevertheless all the messages and calls i received just made my day:)..and bussiness wise it turned out to be a challenging month tho..as sales dipped even further..after flying high for a while the drop down was hard but it definitely woke me up..I strived to work harder and that was exactly wat I did.Not without sacrifices tho..The pressure at work got to me and the only thing keeping me sane was my gf and friends..without them I would have probably crumble..but i managed to bring myself up again and brought my back to a stable state.Everything else beside bussiness was perfect..or so it seemed..if only I had realised it sooner..but what was about to come,changed my outlook on things in life forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5277121126140846453?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5277121126140846453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eo_B-uEJpA/TvxCFM9jvOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/avGeGe7vObM/s72-c/63660_10150099609556197_595646196_7197047_1935020_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-150703506943705329</id><published>2011-12-29T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:38:35.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1-The Beginning</title><content type='html'>2011 started off with as much enthuasism and confidence than I've had in all the years before!Never had I had so much optimism so far for the year ahead!This was largely due to the reason that I welcomed the New Year with all the people I hold so closely to my heart:)..The best New Year I had in my life:)..I had my best friend there,my best mate there,my pet sister and of coz I had my girl there with me:)..what more cud I have asked for:)..&lt;a 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i42O3LpBy9s/Tvv4bJWn28I/AAAAAAAAAXw/wHznmFeso60/s1600/165708_1641133582454_1060246265_1692497_4559737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i42O3LpBy9s/Tvv4bJWn28I/AAAAAAAAAXw/wHznmFeso60/s400/165708_1641133582454_1060246265_1692497_4559737_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691415699363716034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a night full with fun and excitement,and wih a lil bit of mayhem made it near perfect!haha..Natasha,Sharmilia,Isabell,Aswin,Sanjay,Nilesha,Nandini,Tharma,Thevin and Ajay!hope I didnt miss anyone out!:)..Thanks for a wonderful night(I know its a year late!HAHA:p)..&lt;br /&gt;Of coz not to forget the one person that I had most look forward to ushering the New Year in:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewYOU30Gq6U/Tvv7ycKBZxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/U4a53oXc4Ak/s1600/162941_1641150742883_1060246265_1692607_7458362_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewYOU30Gq6U/Tvv7ycKBZxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/U4a53oXc4Ak/s400/162941_1641150742883_1060246265_1692607_7458362_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691419398083012370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XblJct2qSbk/Tvv7xo1T3cI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gZfUkK1lzZs/s1600/166315_1641143822710_1060246265_1692564_3375828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XblJct2qSbk/Tvv7xo1T3cI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gZfUkK1lzZs/s400/166315_1641143822710_1060246265_1692564_3375828_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691419384305933762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girlfriend:)..&lt;br /&gt;Once the nite was over,I only had 2 resolutions this year..To become a successful bussinessman and to spend time with my loved ones and share more memorable moments with them:)..&lt;br /&gt;What happen next??to be continued..;)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-150703506943705329?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/150703506943705329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2011/12/part-1-beginning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/150703506943705329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/150703506943705329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2011/12/part-1-beginning.html' title='Part 1-The Beginning'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkV8HfpZPZ0/Tvv4bX_GRDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bB1LLHehEcY/s72-c/164751_1641142142668_1060246265_1692555_371584_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-6520507846499062748</id><published>2011-12-28T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:22:19.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjGmG5XPu-Y/Tvrtd6swX7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/1zAU6hcJKpQ/s1600/goodbye-2010-hello-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjGmG5XPu-Y/Tvrtd6swX7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/1zAU6hcJKpQ/s400/goodbye-2010-hello-2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691122177365008306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality can hit you hard;)..to be continued..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-6520507846499062748?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/6520507846499062748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6520507846499062748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6520507846499062748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjGmG5XPu-Y/Tvrtd6swX7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/1zAU6hcJKpQ/s72-c/goodbye-2010-hello-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5600855008871951971</id><published>2011-12-23T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:08:53.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEvw7vF6QoI/TvrqruV_y9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/iKz6hPhf6i4/s1600/brokenglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEvw7vF6QoI/TvrqruV_y9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/iKz6hPhf6i4/s400/brokenglass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691119116031609810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the effort,dunt leave me hanging.Make me feel appreciated cause it hurts when im just another person.Lies after lies leaves me chasing after winds,and falling flat on my face.Emotionally im drained,the battles are lost even before it starts.Trust we must build again as only u can.For at times you make me seem so small.Fragile and weak i am now.Not worth your thought.A shattered glass I am.Never the same will I be.Yet this is a beginning.To what may come.Listen to your heart.For in there you will find me.And to your question you will find the answer.Seconds flow by.Like a plane in the sky.You and me??Even the sky cries ocassionally.Its tears as pure as pearls.For it knows wat we not.I can only hope it washes away the past.Beautify the present.Purify the future.Is love still in us they ask.Laughter in my eyes as I say,if this is nt love,then wat is?..Love is beautiful at its best,and painful at its worst.The only time you can truly hate someone so much and yet love the same person as much.Me and you??The spark is as bright as ever,just nt visible to ur eyes but felt by the heart.Listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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glass'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEvw7vF6QoI/TvrqruV_y9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/iKz6hPhf6i4/s72-c/brokenglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-4437378582669937974</id><published>2010-09-09T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:28:40.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey mates!=D</title><content type='html'>HEY HEY!!!Gosh its been ages!!!dunt even know whether anyone follows tis blog anymore..=P...oh well...all of a sudden i have a sudden mood to blog again..heh..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a real eye opener this year for me..i got myself involve in network marketing...started out in January and from that day on everything change in me..i mean..i know most guys and friends my age will be enjoying every second of their life now coz they know they will never get this back..but i made a decision to sacrifice all tis just for a lil while so that i can enjoy for a lifetime..=)..and so far it has proven worth while friends..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost touch with many of my friends,i know..but i've kept the ones closest to my heart around me..you know who u are..=)..been through alot this last few months and with added responsibility been forced to grow up pretty quickly and go tru a lot of things u wudnt expect a guy my age to do..haha..but hey i love it..every minute of it..=)..Score A has changed my life and showed that u can earn while doin something u love..TALKING..haha!!!=)..sadly many of my friends chose not to join me..=(..pity..but hey everyone has their opinions..i know most people must be wondering where i've dissapeared to..lol..been busy helping change peoples life..nothing like seeing the tears of joy in a moms face..and people making it big..knowing u contributed to that moment..its great..=)..thanks to all those who've supported me thus far..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year its been pretty much business and nothing else..but ya know..there has to be that one lil spark that keeps u going..=)..i always told ma frens and knew deep down my heart that when i finally find that right person,i can accomplish anything in this world..because i wud have that person by my side..and my girl has certainly proved it..=)..I love her so much!and she keeps me going on tough days..and whenever i hear her voice all my trouble just seems to go away...=)..and you know everytime i see her..she just seems more beautiful..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/TIfGRv-rqRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/DHjZgKYHmZI/s1600/Snapshot_20100820_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/TIfGRv-rqRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/DHjZgKYHmZI/s400/Snapshot_20100820_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514594276977912082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/TIfGRAs262I/AAAAAAAAAW8/s0F9iJE6P5M/s1600/46772_429809238219_636853219_5028559_4520592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/TIfGRAs262I/AAAAAAAAAW8/s0F9iJE6P5M/s400/46772_429809238219_636853219_5028559_4520592_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514594264286686050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else can i say?Earning a gud income..driving an awesome car(waitin for it to arrive by end of the month..;)..)..and having the best girl in the whole wide world in my arms!=)..I love 2010..I love YOU..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time friends..adios!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-4437378582669937974?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/4437378582669937974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-matesd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4437378582669937974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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one..=)</title><content type='html'>Signs u've found that special someone..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you're together you feel like you've come home.&lt;br /&gt;2. You feel like your partnership was meant to be, as if kissed by destiny.&lt;br /&gt;3. In your communication with each other there is a rapid "knowing" of what each of you means.&lt;br /&gt;4. You have a shared mission in life, perhaps a cause, a career, or the creation of a family life.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you're together the world seems like a better place.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your mood is elevated when you're together. It's not necessarily passion or excitement, although that's there too at times.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you look at her you see a part of yourself that's been missing. Perhaps it's her assertiveness or his joy of adventure. But it's something that when added to your life, makes you feel more complete.&lt;br /&gt;8. Being together makes you more hopeful about the future you are creating.&lt;br /&gt;9. You can be more authentic and fully yourself around your partner.&lt;br /&gt;10. Being together makes each of you work harder on overcoming bad habits and becoming more loving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u baby..=)..Mwah!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-3232115285459172333?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/3232115285459172333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3232115285459172333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3232115285459172333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-one.html' title='The special one..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5901913521397931454</id><published>2010-04-04T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:14:08.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The love of my life..=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/S7hlzY3SALI/AAAAAAAAAWs/nkNZhjGXutw/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/S7hlzY3SALI/AAAAAAAAAWs/nkNZhjGXutw/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456222882081407154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Flash back to Form 5.April 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gettin ready for my school Interact International Understanding Day in my 17th year.And I had been postin buletins on Friendster back then to promote it..So then a few days after i'd posted it,this girl adds me.Sampaya Maithrige Chandima Wijendra.=)..So i was like.."wow..beautiful girl..=P.."..so den approved her..and she was like "Hi!I wanted to ask about ur school IU Day"..So i gave her the details den we chatted a bit..added her on msn all..however eventually she didnt come for my IU day..=(..But we still kept in touch of coz..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always chatted of the randomest stuff..haha..and she wud tell sum stories from her life and like wise from my side.She used to think i was emoish..lol..she still does i guess..haha..we eventually also exchanged messages..just smsin bout hows life n all..she was a gud frenlah..=)..the best part was i still hadnt seen her..tho it never reli bothered us both..we were perfectly happy with that..she was my msn friend..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of coz the next 2 years since we met on Friendster..we both had our own life paths..both goin in and out of liking sumbody else..normal i guess..But we constantly kept in touch..there was just sumtin between us even den..just keepin us attached..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's workin in Bangsar..=)..so i took some time off one day to meet up with her.We met up at Old Town White Coffee.And when i first saw her..For the first time!!lol..and we had known each other for 2 years mind u...I remembered i was like..she's reli gorgeous..=)..but i left it at tatlah...and obviously we both were glad to see each other..=)..and we were just chattin away..her fren Ashwin and another dude was also therelah..So after tat we met up again..one morning..those 2 girls quit their job..haha!and we had drinks..and I dunt know maybe it was den..but i felt a lil different wif her..But again i chose to ignore it..haha..=P..den i dropped them both at MV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we smsed consistently..haha..almost everyday..and den we met up again in February..She was at Mid Valley to celebrate her friends Trisha's birthday..and alrite this time when i saw her..i definitely knew there was something..=)..sumtin bout her..i just cudnt stop smiling..so we den went and lepak together..ate ice-cream..talk and chat..it was nice..den wen it was time i sent her and her frens back to Sentul..=)..and i remember this clearly..i sent her off last..and as we hug..she kissed me on my cheeks..=)..I was suprised..but all the same..i liked it..=)..and after that..my mind was racing..ya know..wats happenin??Am i startin to like her??If so how much do i like her?..gosh..haha..and i tot well lets just follow the flow..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We smsed more after that...and den everynight i started to call her..=)..and we got closer..more intimate..=)..and den she told me she was gona go study in Puchong..which means we cud meet up..and we dint know how things were gona be wen do meet up..coz it had been a while since we last met..and obviously we had gotten a lot closer..=)..and then we did..On the 31st of March..and..before i met her i was nervous..and wen i saw her..i was like..shit im fallin for her..but i dint know whether the feeling was mutual..wait i tink i did..lol..=S..so yeah and she came into my car..we chatted then i took her for a ride..and well we went to places..i'll skip the details..eventually there came a moment..where..I looked down into her eyes..and i saw this blazing look..almost daring me to take the next step..and i did..I kissed her..=)..And i asked her.."I love you..but i dunt know whether u do"..lol..and she said.."If i didnt i wudnt have kiss you"..awwww..=)..and it just happened..=)..We coupled up..I was truly in love..and being loved..=)..31st March 2010..and the irony in the whole ting was..IT WAS MY PARENTS WEDDING ANNIVERSARY..=)..doesnt that just sum up the whole ting!!!!gosh..its like some perfect romance tale..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life i was waitin for that right girl..Everybody around me knows my story..I was a romantic..i believed in true love..But when even i was about to give up on it..She came along and brought the life back into my world..=)..She's my past,my present,my future,My Everything..=)..I love her sooo much..and i know she knows tat..now u all no tat..=)..haha..i reli am runnin out of words here..&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;A stranger you were once.&lt;br /&gt;Then, with a gentle look you took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;As our lives engaged,&lt;br /&gt;you lit my life and I held both your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Now that time has passed,&lt;br /&gt;ours souls have indeed become one.&lt;br /&gt;How fortunate we are&lt;br /&gt;that we have found the love so true&lt;br /&gt;that everyone dreams about...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/S7hlcw2AqnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HE9zCyE2b7U/s1600/My+boo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/S7hlcw2AqnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HE9zCyE2b7U/s400/My+boo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456222493381536370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling I love u soooooo much!!!!!=)..Mwah!!!!!!!..You complete me..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5901913521397931454?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/S7hlzY3SALI/AAAAAAAAAWs/nkNZhjGXutw/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-165455315207160334</id><published>2010-02-01T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:54:50.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while..=)</title><content type='html'>HEY HEY HEY!!!Yeah i know its been ages since i updated my blog..my bad..been pretty busy wif alot of things..nways now to get back into the groove..first of all..i know this is fuckin late..but heck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!=P..hahaha..2010 is gona be great and i know it!lol..Its currently the end of February and my life has drastically changed..ALOT..I've joined a network marketing company..Score A..and been busy in it..Life changing i tell ya.i've taken a year off to concentrate on it..i've had lots of criticsms thrown at me..people talkin behind my back and even losin some frens..but hey i stick by my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are reckoning tat Score A is pretty darn a scam..well so did i at one point..But after i met the RIGHT people..turns out its the most amazing business around..currently im earning nutin less than RM1000 a week..u do the maths..and life is great..Granted i've had to put my party life and social life on hold for a while..but its just a while tho...i still am 19 after all..haha..=P....i've finally found a place where i belong..=D..and where i do sumtin i like earning cash..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short messagelah people..we study so hard to be a doctor and engineer or lawyer n all..but have ya ever thought about ur STARTING salary..doctor maybe 4k..engineer 2.5k..around there..Get tis..How long will it be before u reach say 8 k?1 year?2?5?10 years?..okey fine..lets take it as 10..by which most of us wud be in our early 30s..and then wat happens?u work and work from 9-5pm maybe..everyday..100% effort..for that 8k a month..the working system out there is a pyramid system..u work hard ur boss gets the benefits..nobody is gona promote u coz u do a great job at ur current position!Of coz im not sayin this happens everywhere just sayin this a type of scenario wif gota consider..Coz we're spendin 100 of thousands on our studies for salaries of just 2000-3000 at the beginning..watever happens after tat is a IF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i decided to do network marketing was coz its easy..u meet new people everyday..i like tat..and my pocket gets bigger too..u tell me am i gona enjoy workin at a hotel as say a PR manager(Hospitality is an industry i wanna work in..=D.)..earning 4k a month and also an additional 10k from my network marketing a month..OF COZ I AM!!!well tats wat im gona do..and im gona make sure i do it..Life's all about takin the next step..i did it..and i know i wont regret it..=)..Just gona sacrife a lil now for a better life later on..=)..To all those who tink i wud fail..check me out at the end of the year..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite!tat was long..my bad..too many things i needed to let out!!haha..nways many friends are goin to further their studies or just goin sumwhere tis months..well im gona miss u guys,..and hey keep in touch people!!man..we're all growin up..=S..life's a circle and we shall meet again!!haha..love life has had some developments..but i shall indulge into tat here..hehe..everytins gud tho..just followin the flow..well i gota go now..lunch lunch..till the next time..cya!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-165455315207160334?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5146343531182827035</id><published>2009-12-04T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:13:27.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuet Et La Grace-Prom Night 2009!=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiMCFJXKvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9vUPnZhECwY/s1600-h/16758_1251074911231_1060246265_777722_5353899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiMCFJXKvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9vUPnZhECwY/s400/16758_1251074911231_1060246265_777722_5353899_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411228919654722290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th November 2009&lt;br /&gt;College prom!!=D..I took a day off from work tat day..went with kumar to check out the rehearsals..stuff to do..prom was at Sime Darby Convention Centre..Nice place..when i saw the hall,i thought it was a lil too small..but it was kind of cozy tho..=)..After settlin some stuff went wif Kumar to PJ for breakfast..he took to some place of his..Pretty gud..The day passed by pretty quickly actually..and before i knew it was nearin prom time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my shower everything..got redi then left my house at 5.30..prom was around 7.30..but i had to go pick Natasha from subang..so i figured that mite be a jam and we wud reach SDCC around 6.45..same time as most people..turns out the road was empty..=S&lt;br /&gt;so i reacher her place around 6.10..freakin early..oh well..true enuf natasha was at her dazzling best..dressed up in a red dress..=)..then we were off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiA6ooTq1I/AAAAAAAAATY/8KDg3G_vB5o/s1600-h/16758_1251037110286_1060246265_777514_6273133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiA6ooTq1I/AAAAAAAAATY/8KDg3G_vB5o/s400/16758_1251037110286_1060246265_777514_6273133_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411216697112898386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we reached the place kinda early..so took natasha for a drive..showed her my colz and the hartamas area..then we arrived at SDCC around 6.45..And boy it was packed!!haha...then of coz i was seekin out for some familiar faces..and sure enuf found them..and pictures followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiBoZ4ZZ5I/AAAAAAAAATo/e3MDb6ni7tk/s1600-h/15932_219497728495_619648495_4209605_7740901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiBoZ4ZZ5I/AAAAAAAAATo/e3MDb6ni7tk/s400/15932_219497728495_619648495_4209605_7740901_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411217483427833746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiBoCbgwoI/AAAAAAAAATg/VADNkwYdvLo/s1600-h/15345_220456455154_635325154_4606990_1972439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiBoCbgwoI/AAAAAAAAATg/VADNkwYdvLo/s400/15345_220456455154_635325154_4606990_1972439_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411217477132665474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then few more people arrived and everyone got all chatty..=D..but that didnt mean there was no time for pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiCCgYX_jI/AAAAAAAAATw/9UbS5GCqwbE/s1600-h/16758_1251054830729_1060246265_777677_947182_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiCCgYX_jI/AAAAAAAAATw/9UbS5GCqwbE/s400/16758_1251054830729_1060246265_777677_947182_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411217931849170482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and beautiful prom date..=)..&lt;br /&gt;Then i spotted Bells and Sanjay!!Went to disturb Sanjay..nice chap..haha..and Bells as always was at her dazzling best..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDElMlQDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7REZMoLm_AA/s1600-h/15847_189149192197_568097197_3107498_3751258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDElMlQDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7REZMoLm_AA/s400/15847_189149192197_568097197_3107498_3751258_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411219067013251122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally they opened the door to the hall..and there was just a cosy feeling to it..=)..i likeeee..and we all went to our table..but Bells cud not join us coz she was in the commitee and they have their separate entrance..haha..poor Sanjay..oh well..we guys had some catching up to do nways..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDnsR0I8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/1DPANEqg--Q/s1600-h/16758_1251068071060_1060246265_777716_2457570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDnsR0I8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/1DPANEqg--Q/s400/16758_1251068071060_1060246265_777716_2457570_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411219670209668034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDnQ_ibaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/SLEPjErm0AM/s1600-h/15847_189152307197_568097197_3107520_6638554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiDnQ_ibaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/SLEPjErm0AM/s400/15847_189152307197_568097197_3107520_6638554_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411219662885252514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome meets handsome??haha...(According to Bells..=P..)&lt;br /&gt;At last prom finally started and it was wif all those speeches and stuff..and then they had some nice shows lined up..Basically each prom nominee couple had to come up with something..it was pretty gud..Pics pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEwS0_53I/AAAAAAAAAUg/1T2WUGHG7UI/s1600-h/16758_1251067991058_1060246265_777715_3659584_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEwS0_53I/AAAAAAAAAUg/1T2WUGHG7UI/s400/16758_1251067991058_1060246265_777715_3659584_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411220917508368242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEwK19p3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/jxm6Gu2iPi4/s1600-h/15847_189149242197_568097197_3107506_6862542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEwK19p3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/jxm6Gu2iPi4/s400/15847_189149242197_568097197_3107506_6862542_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411220915364931442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEv9w5-VI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_4WSsfj-v7g/s1600-h/15847_189149247197_568097197_3107507_3733787_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiEv9w5-VI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_4WSsfj-v7g/s400/15847_189149247197_568097197_3107507_3733787_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411220911854057810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gettin hungry so were everyone else..=P...and then it was dinner!!The food was great!!Not bad reli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiFVnhCuJI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2YtrKp86E5g/s1600-h/16758_1252504586972_1060246265_782280_5939825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiFVnhCuJI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2YtrKp86E5g/s400/16758_1252504586972_1060246265_782280_5939825_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221558716971154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmmmmm..=P..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiFkCkGZ-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ceqnh1KuIXg/s1600-h/15847_189152332197_568097197_3107523_1085606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiFkCkGZ-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ceqnh1KuIXg/s400/15847_189152332197_568097197_3107523_1085606_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221806495721442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She liked it..haha..she was the first!lol..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiGCru3dnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/g1Lrf2t9LeQ/s1600-h/15847_189152297197_568097197_3107518_7311307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiGCru3dnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/g1Lrf2t9LeQ/s400/15847_189152297197_568097197_3107518_7311307_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222332942808690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey and Henry..&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we were all waitin for Bells performance..she was a nominee..no suprise there..they had each of us cast our votes..i ticked like 10 times on box allocated to bells name!!!!=P..it mite have helped her nick iT!..=P..finally she went to do her skit..it was freakin awesome!!!the best of the night..no kiddin!!sanjay loved it..he was squating on the floor..=P..she was tat great eh?haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiHQB4hpJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/78O4_qBzCUM/s1600-h/12938_189935039015_744199015_3174233_4654761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiHQB4hpJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/78O4_qBzCUM/s400/12938_189935039015_744199015_3174233_4654761_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411223661738828946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bells and David grooving it..=D&lt;br /&gt;After that she came back and we were all just estatic at that point...prom was going great!=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiHwv3wivI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9adW1MhlH7Q/s1600-h/16758_1251070711126_1060246265_777718_2148227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiHwv3wivI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9adW1MhlH7Q/s400/16758_1251070711126_1060246265_777718_2148227_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411224223839455986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best picture of the night..taken by natasha..freakin beautiful..haha..;)&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to annouce the results..and David won prom King..and wen it came to prom Queen..we all had our fingers crossed..and then they said.."Prom Queen?ISABELL!!!!..we all were thrilled for her..=)..so was Sanjay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiIi1w8AeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1sRk7bIuX38/s1600-h/16758_1252504626973_1060246265_782281_1982531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiIi1w8AeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1sRk7bIuX38/s400/16758_1252504626973_1060246265_782281_1982531_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411225084414919138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while..the dancefloor was open..we all had a great time dancin around..and some drama happened..but i shall indulge into the details..besides that it was great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJtyxFD_I/AAAAAAAAAWI/qn9dTUpaDoM/s1600-h/16758_1252521587397_1060246265_782307_3117380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJtyxFD_I/AAAAAAAAAWI/qn9dTUpaDoM/s400/16758_1252521587397_1060246265_782307_3117380_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226372100394994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJtnlvrWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FiI9Mwya2WA/s1600-h/16758_1252521547396_1060246265_782306_2682225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJsx8ASvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BAtaFomU_sY/s1600-h/16758_1252514227213_1060246265_782298_5806182_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJsx8ASvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BAtaFomU_sY/s400/16758_1252514227213_1060246265_782298_5806182_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226354697915122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJscEvJZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/veZaLUTHJAM/s1600-h/16758_1252509187087_1060246265_782294_4013980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiJscEvJZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/veZaLUTHJAM/s400/16758_1252509187087_1060246265_782294_4013980_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226348828960146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a night..finally it was time to go back..went out said our goodbyes.saw henry and audrey..still had time to take another pic..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiKSbJtjtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/DbQfW64GGjQ/s1600-h/16758_1252514307215_1060246265_782300_4233484_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiKSbJtjtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/DbQfW64GGjQ/s400/16758_1252514307215_1060246265_782300_4233484_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411227001416421074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom was just mesmerizing..i had a great nite wif Natasha..=)..and my frens..It was just great..Great year..great frens..great people!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5146343531182827035?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5146343531182827035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuet-et-la-grace-prom-night-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5146343531182827035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5146343531182827035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuet-et-la-grace-prom-night-2009.html' title='Fuet Et La Grace-Prom Night 2009!=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxiMCFJXKvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/9vUPnZhECwY/s72-c/16758_1251074911231_1060246265_777722_5353899_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-3258684137226000748</id><published>2009-12-01T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:12:19.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doof!!!!=D</title><content type='html'>Hey thereeeee!!Its literally been a month since i've updated!!=S..Kinda lost the mojo for blogging in a while and was busy wif lots of stuff..nways aite a a brief recap of what has gone on..well i've finished my exams!!!!!!=D..So tat means im off college!!Fuckin happy tat exams over but at the same time a bit nostalgic when i remember all thos gud times spent in colz..=(..One year passed by so quickly..wat the hell..i mean last year i was finishin SPM..now im done wif colz!?..life is movin so fast we're just strugglin to grab on..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssss..you probably think that i've been hanging out wif frens and just clubbing all night long..well i havent..mhmmm..i started work on the 18th November..at BV..well i needed cash for the langkawi trip im gona be goin so yeah..and people..I HAVE THE COOLEST JOB AROUND!!!seriously!!i mean its so chilled..i worked at doof industries and they sell beanbags..but the bosses are fuckin awesome..coz their all in their early 30 except taiko chantelle whos 26..Below are some picsss..of the people i've been around tis last 2 weeks..fun fun..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSEQGtZZVI/AAAAAAAAASI/k2oileASDYk/s1600/10729_176772877322_175764912322_3756987_5042709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSEQGtZZVI/AAAAAAAAASI/k2oileASDYk/s400/10729_176772877322_175764912322_3756987_5042709_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410094464592602450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bosses..very scary..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSFN_vC7II/AAAAAAAAASg/xotz04OnmVQ/s1600/11245_206295882322_175764912322_4038222_1974409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSFN_vC7II/AAAAAAAAASg/xotz04OnmVQ/s400/11245_206295882322_175764912322_4038222_1974409_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410095527872359554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain!!my co-worker..u'll be suprised how old she is..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSF9-vRMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/PuFD7MT6nVk/s1600/11245_210925992322_175764912322_4078151_7905533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSF9-vRMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/PuFD7MT6nVk/s400/11245_210925992322_175764912322_4078151_7905533_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410096352238580162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and Nina..neighboursss..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSGL-ZSPDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cyDX96PscCc/s1600/ain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSGL-ZSPDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cyDX96PscCc/s400/ain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410096592664542258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSGLa80h-I/AAAAAAAAATI/DSzrPBbAwsw/s1600/11245_213924212322_175764912322_4105601_2108960_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSGLa80h-I/AAAAAAAAATI/DSzrPBbAwsw/s400/11245_213924212322_175764912322_4105601_2108960_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410096583149914082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun workin here..and been encouragin frens to come over and chill..doofing around...haha..lucky me..=D..lucky chantelle,johnny and kelvin too..=P..haha..so yeah i've been at work most of the time but i've been catching up wif old frens and goin to movies and wat so..been alrite..on the personal life stage however..so much drama..haha..tat pretty much sums it up..=)..so now we're into december!SHIT!damn fasssssssttttt...and admidst workin and lepaking..i gotta figure out my future..=S..man..im still lookin at my options..seeing where they take me..gt a few job offers lined up..coz i will not be startin anytin until next july..so yeah..lots of time to work things out..and u tink growing up is easy..being the eldest just adds to the whole thing..;)..oh well..so i guess tats pretty much wats beebn happenin for now..owh yeah prom night was just a couple of days ago..but i'll wait for the pics before i blog yeah..;)..see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SxSEQGtZZVI/AAAAAAAAASI/k2oileASDYk/s72-c/10729_176772877322_175764912322_3756987_5042709_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-4829048007165281518</id><published>2009-11-01T06:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T06:31:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll love u till the end...=)</title><content type='html'>I just want to see you&lt;br /&gt;When youre all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just want to catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be there&lt;br /&gt;When the morning light explodes&lt;br /&gt;On your face it radiates&lt;br /&gt;I cant escape&lt;br /&gt;I love you till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you nothing&lt;br /&gt;You dont want to hear&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for you to say&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you just take me&lt;br /&gt;Where Ive never been before&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to hear me&lt;br /&gt;Catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I love you till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be there&lt;br /&gt;When were caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see you laugh not cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;When the night puts on its cloak&lt;br /&gt;Im lost for words dont tell me&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I love you till the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-4829048007165281518?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/4829048007165281518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-love-u-till-end_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4829048007165281518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4829048007165281518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-love-u-till-end_31.html' title='I&apos;ll love u till the end...=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-6838433337207177236</id><published>2009-10-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:04:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamster!=P</title><content type='html'>Octoberrrrrrrr!!!Dammit...time has certainly flew by alrite...finals are in 2 weeks..Im DEAD.YEAP I AM.Oh well wtv happens..happens for a reason so wat the heck..mite as well give it my all..=D..I assure ya..i WILL...=)..Nutin much been goin on coz well been busy wif exams..Nways on a lighter note..Its birthday wishes for SHAMITA JAGANATHAN!!(I can say ur dads name..=)..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Stxd8YtlHmI/AAAAAAAAASA/JJP3CMQXdIc/s1600-h/sham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Stxd8YtlHmI/AAAAAAAAASA/JJP3CMQXdIc/s400/sham.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394289745690173026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR!!!!=)..Finally 18th..sobs..=P..I took her out for lunch..nothing fancy..went to Victoria Station..just felt like goin there...omg!!She looked freakin effin beautiful..=)!!!!!...haha..no seriously she did..tat dress she had on...just suited her..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nways..Shamitaaaaaaa...where to start..Met her last year in tuition..Quiet person if u dunt know her well..if u do..haha...she can be a mouthful..=PP..haha..But shes cutelah at times..i know i can count on her..we've been tru alot..and learned alot too..=)...I can write lots about her..but most of the people around me..u people know bout her as much alredi...a truly wonderful person to meet..Hey she changed my life!!literally!!=D...To sum it up..my lucky day wen i stepped into tuition last year..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure she had a great 18th..all of her wishes will come true =)..and heres wishin her a wonderful 18th again!!!!Pity i only knew you for a year of ur life...but its been a wonderful year sweetheart..ur now finallllllyyyyyyyyyyyyy..LEGALISED..haha...ur a PESS no more..=))..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-6838433337207177236?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/6838433337207177236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/10/shamsterp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2696192571902041822</id><published>2009-09-06T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:06:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my lil "sis"..=)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqMjMGX7YoI/AAAAAAAAARI/blbVULTL20M/s1600-h/Bells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqMjMGX7YoI/AAAAAAAAARI/blbVULTL20M/s400/Bells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378181070786880130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly!!!!!!!=P..Ur finally officially legal...18 at last...=).. Isabell Zubinsha Melvin..Lots to tell about her...Lets get started..I met her on the first day of colz tis year..first impression i got was..hmmmm..gud lookin gal..from private skewl..maybe a bit sombonglah..just a bit..lil bit..=P..but of coz..she's not!!An extremely down to earth person indeed..as i got to know her i found out she's reli reli reli talented..She's an actor at KLPac..and she's awesome i tell ya..i've been to all her plays...seriously breathtaking...she can reli give speeches..no wonder she's one of the ambassadors of Taylors Hartamas..She and Audrey are the heads of TCSHMUN...which comes with big responsibility and they've done a great job..Oooh did i mention she can sing too?its freakin awesome...i've nv heard her sing 'officialy'..but on the occasions we just belt out melodies..my my my..beautiful voice..haha...she's reli sum person eh?I shud be honoured just to be her fren!!=D..&lt;br /&gt;She's been a the sweetest of friend too..=)..always been there wen i needed help..i can always count on her..every single time..=)..Man..i can just keep goin on and on bout tis woman..=)..haha..u know i luv ya dear..and i know ur gona have a blast of a day..make sure u enjoy it to the max..=)..take care and god bless ya!!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqMl6h-4n5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/YaRDbHFcxiA/s1600-h/belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqMl6h-4n5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/YaRDbHFcxiA/s400/belly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378184067495272338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i swear i wasnt drunk i was pullin off tat expression..for fun...seriously!=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Happy birthday my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;                           Amazing times, we always spend.&lt;br /&gt;                         Laughter and jokes are common place,&lt;br /&gt;                           Since we built that solid base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Special friend that I hold dear,&lt;br /&gt;                           Always wish to have you near.&lt;br /&gt;                         We get along, like bread with honey,&lt;br /&gt;                           A friendship worth, much more than money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         If you stumble, count me there,&lt;br /&gt;                           Gratitude; no need to declare.&lt;br /&gt;                         Your thoughts are clear, in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;                           Understanding we always find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Happy birthday my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;                           This birthday poem, is just for you,&lt;br /&gt;                         A great big smile is overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th belly!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2696192571902041822?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2696192571902041822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-my-lil-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2696192571902041822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2696192571902041822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-my-lil-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday to my lil &quot;sis&quot;..=)..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqMjMGX7YoI/AAAAAAAAARI/blbVULTL20M/s72-c/Bells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2470720404982370033</id><published>2009-09-05T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:31:16.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September babies..</title><content type='html'>Trials are comin up..so moods been reli bad..grrrr...nways on a lighter note..a post dedicated to the newborn babies of tis week..=P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqHY3mvRAGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3_DljrXkads/s1600-h/sampaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqHY3mvRAGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3_DljrXkads/s400/sampaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817879860281442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Sampaya Maithrige Chandima Wijendra!!!!!(long name write?=P)&lt;br /&gt;We actually got to know each other last year...she added me up on friendster to enquire bout my school IU Day..which she eventually didnt turn up for..and from then on we just chatted online and stuff and became gud frens indeed...She's a pretty nice lad...amusin most of the times..helpful girl too..she has a passion for acting..and how many of us actually do rite?well she does and she's willing to pursue it..so hats off for tat..ya know the best part is..i've never met her?haha!Its been over a year and half...and we havent even cross each others paths..Maybe after her spm..shud plan sumtin..Nways heres hoping u had a blast of a day and all ur wishes come true..=)..Happy Birthday again hun!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 4th..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqHZmiOdTfI/AAAAAAAAARA/XxZC2uM3v14/s1600-h/geral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqHZmiOdTfI/AAAAAAAAARA/XxZC2uM3v14/s400/geral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818686102785522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Geraldine Andrea Gayondato!!!(=P)&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh..tis one and I go way back actually..i met tis one at a kem pimpinan way back in primary skewl..i was 12.she was 9...haha..so i guess i've know her for 6 years of her 15 years life..=D..nt too bad..she's definitely grown from wen we first met...but heightwise..still the same..=P..and she still has tat bubbly face..=)..Wen it comes to describin tis one i dunt know where to start..she's funny..extremely..cracks me up real bad sumtimes..she maybe 15 but she's pretty matured for her age..which is gud of coz..psst..(she has scary teeth..=S)..dunt tell her i told u tat aite?=P..haha..nways Happy Birthday hun...halfway towards 30 eh??=P..ahahh..im sure u had a blast...may u have an awesome time hereafter..=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh..theres one baby which is gona be born tmrw..i'll write bout tat "one"..later..=)..tc all...see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2470720404982370033?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SqHY3mvRAGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3_DljrXkads/s72-c/sampaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5010446738551157435</id><published>2009-08-31T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:43:11.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!-Dedicated to Aveena..=P..</title><content type='html'>Been reli lazy to blog lately...nt inspired i guess..=P...so lets see...wats happen over the last 2 weeks...hmmmm...well been busy wif tests in colz..and trials are up in 2 weeks...=S...i gotta tell ya..its so freakin pressurin...more than SPM...i just cant wait for it to be over...last week was alrite i guess...thursday was awesome...had 3 hours break so rohan,ganesh,ash,ridz and I went off to a cc near ttdi...played cs and need for speed...damn lifeless rite?haha...&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;I had physics presentation..wasnt too bad...after tat i took bells home..then lepak at her place for a while..=)...went back home around 8ish...oooh then the most bizzare thing happened...i was on the way back from sentul..then tis bike guy gets hit by a lorry..in front of me..i was behind the lorrylah...the lorry then swerved to its left..i just went on straight..highway wat...but then i saw sumtin on the ground rollin..it was the guys helmet..=S...and the problem was i cud nt avoid it..it was rite ahead of me..if i turn left or right..i'll get hit by the oncoming cars...so the helmet wen underneath me car..and i was drivin at 80..had some problems controllin it..i cud hear the helmet..so i hit my double signal..and slowed down..thank god the cars knew my problem..eventually i managed to shake the helmet off..thank god i cud control my car...if nt...who knows..=)..stuff like tis have been happenin alot to me lately..maybe the writing is on the wall..u nv know..=)..so i headed back home..checked my car...all gud..=D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;Nutin muchlah..just lazed at home..wash the car...gt a haircut...watch some MJ tributes on telly..then the night was awesomelah..United won 2-1 at assnal...rocked my weekend alrite..slept pretty late around 4ish(after match hyperness)..can u believe there are ppl up so late..playin poker on fb?=P..tsk tsk..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early..around 7...goin wif family to gentings..gt redi n all..then we were off...reached gentings around 9.15ish...Genting was alritelah..nutin to brag about..but it was a fun family outing..been a while since we had one..=)...so it was a fruitful day i guess..Todays a holz..gona cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Merdeka!!=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like tis one..=)&lt;br /&gt;"Yes we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter.  I wouldn't mind washing up beside you, dusting beside you, reading the back half of the paper while you read the front.  We are friends and I would miss you, do miss you and think of you very often.  I don't want to lose this happy space where I have found someone who is smart and easy and doesn't bother to check her diary when we arrange to meet. ~Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body, 1992"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5010446738551157435?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5010446738551157435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back-dedicated-to-aveenap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5010446738551157435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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shamita at 12ish...the worst part was..i had to iron my clothes,wash my car and shoes and buy my bro lunch!!!=SS...all tis in one hour..and i did it!!yes i did..then i went and got the cake at secret recipe...it looked plain so i added some design on top..=)..then i went off to bangsar lrt station to pick up shamita...tat was around 12.30...i was actually pretty tired by then...but hey..no big deal..and she lead the way..she's gt gud memory alrite..=)...we were in sunway by 1.30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to TGIF..found our way there(thnx to shamita!see i'm givin ya credit)..ask them to keep the cake and checked the booking...then we headed off to buy her a present..eventually we gt her a necklace..reli nice one..=)..come to think of it..natasha didnt say whether she liked it!!!=D..haha..then we had time to kill..shamite and I...just walked around...eventually sittin down at some place..drinkin some choc shake or sumtin...we were just talkin bout the randomest of stuff..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 2.45..headed off to TGIF...made sure the places were redi..and we just waited...it was suppose to start at 3.30..but as usual everytin gt delayed...oh well eventually is started at 4.30...gosh the look on her face..and then she saw me..she screamed!!literally...haha...wont forget tat momentlah..reli sweet...she had tears in her eyes...and wen i saw tat..i reli felt saD!haha...i mean dunt like seein her cryin..=(...but she said its tears of joy...=)..but still...everyone had their meal den..and she certainly enjoyed herself..then i gave her the necklace...hope she liked it..=)..then shamita and I headed off..natasha was reli pleased..=)..felt so happy for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7zYkGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eVXqjcmVxKg/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7zYkGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eVXqjcmVxKg/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371663840755195186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7ySkaQsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4Obg6F6Z_80/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7ySkaQsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4Obg6F6Z_80/s400/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371663821966033602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7xxFle6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/7iflow17MiU/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7xxFle6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/7iflow17MiU/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371663812978375586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7xYwrAQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2owwwRUXtgc/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7xYwrAQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2owwwRUXtgc/s400/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371663806448206082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat she called me..thankin me n all...the stuff she said..was reli touchin..haha...seriously..love her a lot..=)....dunt have many frens like her..=)...Happy 18th dear!!!muax!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Suprise!!!=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sov7zYkGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eVXqjcmVxKg/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-3896497898489466699</id><published>2009-08-19T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:45:48.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday sweetheart..=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos7nVDdyrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ajHlQd4MYb8/s1600-h/her+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos7nVDdyrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ajHlQd4MYb8/s400/her+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371452527422065330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh its been a long time since i last updated..just been out of ideas lately to blog..Nwayssss..I'm gona dedicate this post to a close fren of mine..its her 18th birthday today..=)..Happy Birthday Natasha!!!=)..Ours is a funny story actually coz we use to loathe each other..yesh u heard me right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined her tuition in February last year...Well the first time i saw her..i was like..wow..tat girl's reli gud lookin...just as other countless guys wud have done the same..dunt wori i dint fall in love and get my heart broken wif her or anytin...i noe where i stand..i assure ya.=)..she's way out of my league..so then well wen i did spoke to her..there was rather tis sense of cockyness in her..and she was from assunta and i was from VI..i hated her skewl coz of some past incidents..and tat sums it up..we were at each others throats every time we met...screamin at each other..throwin insults...literally worst than cats and dogs..yeap...never for a second did i imagine we wud be close as we are now...i remember sometime towards the end of last year..she liked tis guy..and i liked tis gal...i was goin all out tryin to win tis gal...well else she alredi coupled up....in fact i met that idiot in one outing we had..then last week of the year...she broke up...and I...well i didnt even get started...so there we were both heartbroken...and i remember gettin a call from her..haha...wen she told me..she was reli reli down..and suddenly my prob wasnt important anymore...i wud rather have the old fightin natasha then tis one...after a couple of days...she was alright..=)..haha...tats wen it started..as fate just played its part..suddenly we were the closest of frens..=)..i know here pretty well..she noes me nt too bad herself..=)..Funny right...how tings can change in an instant..but tis time..i actually like it..who know wat else mite happen in the future eh btw us...like i just proved to ya..life is full of suprises..=)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos74uBXpNI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Oi5tddQsEjs/s1600-h/her+wif+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos74uBXpNI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Oi5tddQsEjs/s400/her+wif+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371452826181936338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i reli got to know her...turns out she's a sweet girl..one ting i like and hate bout her is tat she's so goddamn honest!!!!she tells her parents everytin..sumtimes i feel guilty wif mine!!!=S..haha..ooh yeah she gets kinda blur at times..but its her!!tats the best part bout her..hahaha...she's pretty talented too..dancin is her passion...the only classical show i ever went to was for hers..=P...it was gud..Haha..so much to write..but then it mite take 2 or 3 posts...haha....i hope u have an awesome birthday dear...always surrounded by ppl who love you and care for you..turnin 18 is just the first part...its after that which is th best part..Love you..May god bless ya always..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos9CNOocbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2h_QmFVwZrk/s1600-h/Wif+her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos9CNOocbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2h_QmFVwZrk/s400/Wif+her.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371454088689512882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hariish-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-3896497898489466699?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/3896497898489466699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3896497898489466699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3896497898489466699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-sweetheart.html' title='Happy Birthday sweetheart..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sos7nVDdyrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ajHlQd4MYb8/s72-c/her+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-264084218338568782</id><published>2009-07-20T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:15:53.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/7-Malaysia vs Manchester United!!!=D!!</title><content type='html'>Match day!!!!!!!!Aite i woke up at 10 in the mornin..then i gt all my man utd scarf and shirt on...and i was set to go!!I met up wif segar at the monorail around 11 am..then we were off..arrived at hang tuah at then headed to bukit jalil..it was still early so there were no crowd just yet..We arrived at the stadium at 12..called jason and jiva up..they were on the way..jiva tho said his gona cum later...so den segar and i gt sumtin to eat..then ong met up wif us..we went walkin around..then around 1pm we went to our gate entrance..i was all for sittin down there and waitin like the hundred ppl who were alredi there!!1But my frens didnt allow me..they knocked some sense into me..and then dragged me along the soccer safari..pfffft..so we went there just looked around by the time we went back it was 2 pm!and the gate was already crowded!!!!!Thank god i insisted on goin back...=D...so then we just stood in the line..under the scorchin sun..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKSLSUkZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hSpKq1Y8Bnc/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKSLSUkZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hSpKq1Y8Bnc/s400/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360491132605469074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKR49QLxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GR5L9F8l5vc/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKR49QLxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GR5L9F8l5vc/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360491127685263122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKRv8CJpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vMKIvNjBPD8/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKRv8CJpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vMKIvNjBPD8/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360491125264230034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKRLdhwLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qYc5_2DKKZw/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRKRLdhwLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qYc5_2DKKZw/s400/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360491115472601266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv tat banner!!haha...so while we waitin there were like a few chelsea or assnal or liverpool fans...all gt jeeered and booed...one dud was actually in the middle and he was hoistin the chelsea banner!!!!he gt jeered and screamed at!!!!i was like FUCK U DUDE!!!THROW HIM OUT THE LINE!!!!!!but u gota admire his guts and passion...hats off..=D..see i respect another fan..gosh ya now..the organiser are so god damn stupid!!!!they shud have let us in earlier..by 3.00pm the crowd was like in thousands and the gates were pretty small....my frens and I kinda made a plan..we were gona run in..go tru the second entrance...where the best seats were..we checked it out the day before..everyone wud go the first entrance u see..see we victorians know our game..so yeah..gosh the torrid time we had to go tru to push ourselves tru the game..man!!!eventually we survived and we ran and gt our seats!!!rite opposite the grand stand and close the field..perfect view..hahaahahha!!I luved tis banners too!!!and wen they showed in on the screen the crowd went wild!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdwWo2qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QL5KXDSlZbc/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdwWo2qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QL5KXDSlZbc/s400/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360494630069131938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdbMF2WI/AAAAAAAAANI/1Q1QWs2JgB4/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdbMF2WI/AAAAAAAAANI/1Q1QWs2JgB4/s400/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360494624387750242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdOurJTI/AAAAAAAAANA/lxlZZBmycaw/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNdOurJTI/AAAAAAAAANA/lxlZZBmycaw/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360494621043139890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNcmpQWwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BIDqW8A0EQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNcmpQWwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BIDqW8A0EQ8/s400/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360494610282994434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNcRHLN5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/RlO3hTJg-_U/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRNcRHLN5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/RlO3hTJg-_U/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360494604502906770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then jiva,ong and I went out to get some drinks..but there were none and ice-creams were out too..thnk god there was some guy sellin some drinks by the fences..we gt 5 drinks from him..then we headed back to the stadium..by tis time meng,dzarif and phang had arrived!!we were redi to rumble!!haha...then meninder smsed me...sayin she had problems gettin in...the players were warmin up den...so i went and fetch her...the guards werent allowin anyone in coz they said it was full..i said i had saved a seat for her..they let her in..so then we headed back to our seats!!!the crowd was screamin at tat time..managed to pull tru..phew!!we were alredi in the mood..now the pics are here!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQvkQcVXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BB_A3_ODYck/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQvkQcVXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BB_A3_ODYck/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360498234594448754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQvRAtFhI/AAAAAAAAANw/OgbUCVbpgtU/s1600-h/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQvRAtFhI/AAAAAAAAANw/OgbUCVbpgtU/s400/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360498229428164114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQu1RhZdI/AAAAAAAAANo/NhyEkUX9cJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQu1RhZdI/AAAAAAAAANo/NhyEkUX9cJ4/s400/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360498221982508498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQuQ-DR3I/AAAAAAAAANg/PHL6K6xig6U/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQuQ-DR3I/AAAAAAAAANg/PHL6K6xig6U/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360498212237166450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQt2G4yPI/AAAAAAAAANY/NQlz9MfkOU8/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRQt2G4yPI/AAAAAAAAANY/NQlz9MfkOU8/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360498205026470130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRStrDOikI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSqKy20qBn8/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRStrDOikI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSqKy20qBn8/s400/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360500401081584194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRStI6F6EI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HiHjeP3JE2U/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRStI6F6EI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HiHjeP3JE2U/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360500391916464194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSsuQxi5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UFlFWEOv69U/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSsuQxi5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UFlFWEOv69U/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360500384763841426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSsedP33I/AAAAAAAAAOI/sUXFNl05uO4/s1600-h/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSsedP33I/AAAAAAAAAOI/sUXFNl05uO4/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360500380521193330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSr0tT4aI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VGgcxAxt88Y/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRSr0tT4aI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VGgcxAxt88Y/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360500369314275746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u can see i cudnt stop takin pics...nways the match...aite my mates and I were cheerin united!!but everytime malaysia attacked we would scream as well!!!deep down we all want malaysia to rock rite!?i mean the reason we hate them is coz we want them to be gud!!!so rooney scored and we were screamin!!!!!then nani!!!!screamin!!!!then i told my fren..seriously aite no kiddin here..i was sayin look at van der sar his so far off his line!!i got a pic to prove it too!look below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRUMOkmHZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3yGBtRCRr7s/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRUMOkmHZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3yGBtRCRr7s/s400/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502025524485522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see the goal?see how far he is away from it?exactly..tat wat i thought..=P..So then amri gets the ball..and he kicks it up!!and for few seconds it was plain silent as the ball just went and went and went into the goal!!!!over edwin!!!OMG!!!!!!!!MALAYSIA SCORED!!!!!WAT A GOAL!!!!And tho the stadium was red it erupted!!!!!!!Shows tat we're all malaysian at heart!!!!WE SCREAMED!!!!JUMP!!!!!my god...then it was half time...phew!!!!wat a half..then stupid st johns band came to perform for the vips..just coz they won the KL Competition of bands..(VI DIDNT PARTICIPATE IN IT!hence st johns won after years!!!)...and for the record VI won the World Band Comp last week!!which means..st johns..Kl champions...VI?WORLD CHAMPIONS!!!!!and hu they call to perform..st johns..najib must be behind tis..st john idiot..they sucked btw..cudnt hear anytin..my frens and i were booing all the way...then the 2nd half resumed!!!Malaysia equalised!!!!OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!2-2 wif United!!!!so proud!!i had like a real bad sore throat coz i cudnt stop screamin..then fergie brought on the likes of owen and macheda,giggs and brown...eventually owen scored!!!and the game finished 3-2 to United!=D/=(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXXnDgf6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_8I7pLYQC3A/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXXnDgf6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_8I7pLYQC3A/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505519610036130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXXEi9pMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JwXLjIduFP0/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXXEi9pMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JwXLjIduFP0/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505510346728642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXW_2-XvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/s8RsZzABZpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXW_2-XvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/s8RsZzABZpQ/s400/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505509088485106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXWYuT8xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XSNiTSUA1lE/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXWYuT8xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XSNiTSUA1lE/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505498583167762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXWMNQ97I/AAAAAAAAAOw/t_VjF8Quxvw/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRXWMNQ97I/AAAAAAAAAOw/t_VjF8Quxvw/s400/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505495223334834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia was awesome alrite!!!!Hats off boys..we came for a friendly instead we saw a MATCH!!!United were reli pushin it the final 15 min or so..so it was great!!!!The atmosphere in the stadium was superb all night..it was full to capacity and there were fans outside too!!!!!no kiddin!!!Gosh wat a night!!!!!!And anderson and evra thrw their shirts into the crowd rite next to us!!Both of them!!!!why cudnt they throw at us!!!ARGHHH!!!oh well!!still idolise u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJ7hF0CI/AAAAAAAAAPw/o_0mtwKvSAw/s1600-h/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJ7hF0CI/AAAAAAAAAPw/o_0mtwKvSAw/s400/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360507483607912482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJYV8c1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/G-joRiv8aaA/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJYV8c1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/G-joRiv8aaA/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360507474165920594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJMl-piI/AAAAAAAAAPg/m1ANpM0Ybdg/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZJMl-piI/AAAAAAAAAPg/m1ANpM0Ybdg/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360507471011948066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZIkJs6EI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_-Ph6gPb854/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRZIkJs6EI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_-Ph6gPb854/s400/IMG_0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360507460155926594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that sent meninder off and my frens and I headad to carrefour at sri petaling..bout 15min walk..we ate dinner then headed back home...lrt was still packed..so we took a train to sri petaling so we cud sit down...then went back to jalil and on to hang tuah..(jiva's idea..sumtimes he has brains..=P)..match ended at 7.40 like tat...but i only reached home at 10.45!A long day..and one tat i will remember forever!!Glory Glory Man United!!!!!!=D!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-264084218338568782?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/264084218338568782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/188-malaysia-vs-manchester-unitedd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7335537687461533057</id><published>2009-07-20T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:13:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/7/2009-Red Tide at Bukit Jalil!!</title><content type='html'>I didnt go colz today..skipped it!=P..met up wif my school mates at times square..we went to watch Harry Potter..heres the breakdown..the movie just doesnt click man...expecially the last part..Honestly i only liked the 1st and 2nd movie..coz it actually pretty much followed the book..the rest have been medicore..oh well..movie ended bout 3.15..and the we were off to bukit jalil!!!the the train was jam packed alrite..and we were all excited..fine..i was excited the most!!=P...went the train stopped at jalil..virtually everyone came down!!!yeah!no kiddin!haha...then we went and get our seats..we got the one facin the grandstand..but directly in the sun!!yeap..but hey come on...anytin for United rite?haha..so we just sat and waited..the stadium was gradually fillin in..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0O5osNtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sDYNq4suPuE/s1600-h/Me+hotness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0O5osNtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sDYNq4suPuE/s400/Me+hotness.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360466887072036562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0Oi1z1TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IWUdC_qQfow/s1600-h/The+two+diehard+fans...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0Oi1z1TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IWUdC_qQfow/s400/The+two+diehard+fans...JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360466880953046322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0OBKUlgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iJjRYn7jIsg/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0OBKUlgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iJjRYn7jIsg/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360466871912273410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQzOhFQj5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Z1hI1HRwU2Y/s1600-h/Before+enterin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQzOhFQj5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Z1hI1HRwU2Y/s400/Before+enterin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360465780969344914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the malaysian team came out..and the were given a big hand....But of coz we were all waitin for the big one..and sure enuf they came out..scholes followed by edwin and then brown..then rooney!!!!!!!!and the whole team!!!!=D!I'll let the pics do the talkin..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rz2lnoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SoT18cEvvj8/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rz2lnoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SoT18cEvvj8/s400/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469582759173762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rqAFTdI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-MO6caR46J8/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rqAFTdI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-MO6caR46J8/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469580114644434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rEs56vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/K119031gLBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2rEs56vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/K119031gLBQ/s400/IMG_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469570102094578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2q98vZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5jcEffg5hIc/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2q98vZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5jcEffg5hIc/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469568289465954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2qaWD_-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RZ03EN-vWpY/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ2qaWD_-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RZ03EN-vWpY/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469558731997154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ9AXw2H0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7IE-z1UxpWE/s1600-h/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ9AXw2H0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7IE-z1UxpWE/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360476533065916226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_y_veOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/tGZAt9KyuMo/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_y_veOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/tGZAt9KyuMo/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360476523196283106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_TpXluI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JXtdyCHbSak/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_TpXluI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JXtdyCHbSak/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360476514780944098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_GO8wVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4iXB8eHEWHI/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8_GO8wVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4iXB8eHEWHI/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360476511180472658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8-x2BEMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ne5L0lrPN9s/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ8-x2BEMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ne5L0lrPN9s/s400/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360476505707188418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the players came out i remember screamin like there was no tmrw!!!!haha..seriously!i met some of my frens there..deepak,michael,amrita,harris and mayurr..they were sittin nt too far from us..the united team just trained on possesion and passing..no shootin or anytin..it was damn kewl to watch..just players just being themselves..there were like 30000 ppl in the stadium!!just to watch them train!!!They ended their trainin session around 7 ish..then the stadium started to empty out..damn ya noe the lrt was freakin packed!thnk god i'm an old timer on the trains so i have my own touch n go!!!weeeeee..haha..so frens and i managed to get out easily..owh and i met meninder at the station too...nways the train was packed...by the time i reached jamek and headed to bangsar..it was alredi 9.00pm!!!!And i had to go to Kavi's party at halo bali sunway!!I was so tired and cud barely walk..but hey i made her a promise so i went on..cassie picked me up from bangsar and we headed to sunway!Kavi's party was awesome!!I noe my dear i didnt seem like i enjoyed much but tat was coz like i said i was dead tired..least i still blazed the dance floor..=D..i was the only person from Taylors there..im very unhappy ppl!!!Its kavi's party!!!!pffft...so yeah cassie and i headed back home at 1.00am..Some pics from the party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAP8C3pyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/aHcXPSYRcik/s1600-h/6289_122943521196_595646196_2965285_6371869_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAP8C3pyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/aHcXPSYRcik/s400/6289_122943521196_595646196_2965285_6371869_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360480099038111522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPsxJo1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pbQ6_MybmDY/s1600-h/6289_122943751196_595646196_2965325_4098664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPsxJo1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pbQ6_MybmDY/s400/6289_122943751196_595646196_2965325_4098664_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360480094937260882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPZcMvII/AAAAAAAAAL4/LyY6S5ypCtk/s1600-h/6289_122943701196_595646196_2965317_4834727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPZcMvII/AAAAAAAAAL4/LyY6S5ypCtk/s400/6289_122943701196_595646196_2965317_4834727_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360480089749109890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPAL72EI/AAAAAAAAALw/9NkJKocTvN0/s1600-h/6289_122943661196_595646196_2965309_6892767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAPAL72EI/AAAAAAAAALw/9NkJKocTvN0/s400/6289_122943661196_595646196_2965309_6892767_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360480082970007618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAO5dP1YI/AAAAAAAAALo/UxtWLh_Vqks/s1600-h/6289_122943656196_595646196_2965308_1212339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmRAO5dP1YI/AAAAAAAAALo/UxtWLh_Vqks/s400/6289_122943656196_595646196_2965308_1212339_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360480081163572610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u can see i had one hectic day..haha..well saturday was just beyond hectic it was just insane!!!!!Man it took a while to write these..been on the phone wif natasha all the while...see i can multitask!=P..apparently theres tis guy whos's stalkin her so i'm on the phone wif her so tat he doesnt come up and say hello..=S..haha..i guess if ur beautiful u gotta go tru all these ah dear?=)..haha..Next post-Match day!!!=D..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-7335537687461533057?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/7335537687461533057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/1772009-red-tide-at-bukit-jalil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7335537687461533057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7335537687461533057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/1772009-red-tide-at-bukit-jalil.html' title='17/7/2009-Red Tide at Bukit Jalil!!'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SmQ0O5osNtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sDYNq4suPuE/s72-c/Me+hotness.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-1975772267858946867</id><published>2009-07-15T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:23:47.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Walk To Remember...</title><content type='html'>Been wonderin tis last few days..the other day..i was joggin around my neighbourhood..and i saw tis couple at the park ya know..chinese pair..and they just looked so gud together...her head on his shoulder and his heard just gently touchin her head..andi cudnt help but smile to myself...and as i was joggin..i just went tru all the tings i went tru last year...the first time i liked someone..how it grew into sumtin deeper...then how it changed me...honestly ya know..wen u love somebody..its true ya know..u do change...everytin bout ya..only then do u realise urself...confusin i know but yeah...of coz tat part of my life didnt quite work out...but honestly up to tis day...tho i wish tings cud have turned out differently...i have nv regretted anytin i did...my actions or how i cud have handle tings differently...i knew i went about it the right way..and even after everytin didnt come off...i know acted the right way by moving away...but ya know...sumtin bout me definitely change in the aftermath of all tat...I dunt quite see the bigger picture anymore...u can say..the confidence isnt there anymore..and i just read any signs or wtsover anymore...deep down i guess i must have felt the impact hard...without realisin it till tis moment..I aint the same guy nymore..theres a fear...definitely...but of wat..i'm nt sure..fear of gettin to close to a girl?fear of making the wrong move?or fear of love itself?i dunt know...i have nv tot of all tis...i guess i just kinda locked it all away and kept it inside...Smilin on the outside...but slowly by slowly losin bits of me...i've always been one to follow my heart rather then my mind..but now its like my heart has lost sumtin...i'm clueless in love..i just dunt know anymore..i cant help myself..i doubt anybody can..its a situation i guess i brought upon myself..i guess only time can heal it...maybe tat one person tat can turn my life around...is nt to be found yet...maybe i gota learn it the hard way...maybe i havent earn the right to love someone yet...cherish someone..share my life sumone..well....if only i knew all tis answers..but then again...if i did..i wudnt be human....Dunt get me wrong...I'm neither emoing now..or desperate for a girl....life is great the way it is...i'm just wonderin..how i went so wrong without realisin..so deep without feelin the need to turn around..tho i know one ting..followin ur heart will nv let u down....maybe theres a bigger picture tat im nt seeing...well life goes on..the journey is still long...and for one thing i can be sure about..the train has left the station..=)..This post is just sumtin i felt like lettin out...keepin it inside hurts...and dunt want to burden anyone by pouring all these crap on them..i wud nv burden any soul...except mine..its a habit i cant get out of..=)....Its who i am..and i wudnt do it any other way..........i guess the walk was pretty refreshing in a way....heh.."Love is like the wind... You can’t see it, but You sure can feel it"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-1975772267858946867?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/1975772267858946867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1975772267858946867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1975772267858946867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk-to-remember.html' title='A  Walk To Remember...'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5719775156314777796</id><published>2009-07-13T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:59:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit and Run..pfft..</title><content type='html'>Some ppl are freakin fuck asses..seriously..my car gt hit..at the side..and there's scratches on it now!!My car is white!!!URGHHHH...the best part...and i mean it...it wasnt my fault...I went to pick up my brother at SMKBB..around 2.30..so there i was parked at the side of the road..with a whole line of cars...well within my space..so then my brother comes in..so i decide to move...then i see tis wira comin...so my signal is to the right..but tis wira is there..so i dunt move..so i was chattin wif my bro..while waitin for the wira to go..and then i just happened to glance at the side mirror and the wira suddenly accelerates and hits the side front part of my car!!and just brushes against it and drive off..i was livid!!!!i was screamin in my car..and i sounded the hon...so did another few cars..but tat fuck ass bastard didnt stop..he just speeded..he looked like 40 plus i tink..and his number plate was like all blurry..cudnt make out the number..he had a kid in the car too...i cud make out his figure lookin back..and then drivin off!!!WAT THE FUCK MAN!..well hey i maybe a "P" driver..but i dunt give a damn..i took off..i chased his car...but a few cars came in btw..i actually went on the opposite road..swervin right and left..avoidin the oncoming cars to try and reach him...then suddenly i lost him!!i cudnt find him...all those cars must have blocked my vision..fuck...i left my brother home..and just drove around...mind you i was pissed..cursin in the car..then my mom calls..coz i guess my bro must have said sumtin..she asks me to go back home..i was like nope..im gona try and find him..sadly i cudnt..but he will go to my bro's skewl again..i told my bro if u see his car...record down the number..gosh..so fucked uplah..he looks like an old driver..least stop and apologiselah..and my car is freakin 2 months old!!!!!its white u idiot!!gosh...curse him!!seriously...if i ever catch him...his gona pay i swear...tis pretty much sums up my day today..fucked up monday..tmrw i gt spec maths exam...pile on the misery!!great....cya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5719775156314777796?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5719775156314777796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/hit-and-runpfft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5719775156314777796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5719775156314777796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/07/hit-and-runpfft.html' title='Hit and Run..pfft..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5689910871839853524</id><published>2009-06-29T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:17:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson..=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SkiTdvMWrSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/O8vSLxIlYlU/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SkiTdvMWrSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/O8vSLxIlYlU/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352690296223608098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His gone...gosh just like tat!i mean fuck dude can someone just go like tat!i woke up in the mornin on friday and i hear tis on the news..i was like fuck!u gotta be kiddin me..his just 50..my dads 50!...Well tis just shows how thin the line btw life and death is..Funny aint it..i mean wen he was alive the press ridiculed him and sabotaj his image n all..now they praise him and worship him!I mean u goddamn suckers if you all had just show a lil of this appreciation to him..he mite have comeback to his speak much more sooner...He had his flaws..but all remarkable man do...I idolised his dance moves..his songs..all of it..always were gud..Haiz...well now his up there among the angels i guess..moonwalkin around..Ya know my fav song of MJ is not thriler or beat it...its Your Not Alone..I loved it the moment i heard it!..just close ur eyes and listen to it..u will understand wat i'm talkin bout..as a tribute to the man himself i'm gona post the lyrics to tis song..Cherish it..See ya sumday Michael..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;"You Are Not Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day has gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;You're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Lone, 'lone&lt;br /&gt;Why, 'lone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to come&lt;br /&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;br /&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;br /&gt;Then forever can begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;br /&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure people who know me will know why i love tis song..=)..Rest in peace MJ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5689910871839853524?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5689910871839853524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5386071017866667511</id><published>2009-06-29T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:04:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while....</title><content type='html'>Its been a couple of weeks since i last blogged...been busy wif colz and stuff..much has happened durin tis time too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19th of June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bells play at Klpac!i met up wif shamita and tanuja at devis..came back straight from colz..then rushed there..den we all were just chattin around waitin for natasha to come..poor gal gt stuck in the jam..sighs..i was a lil bit jittery coz well bells show starts at 8.30 but you know all those traffic on the way to sentul..especially on fridays...so yeah tats why i was hoppin we cud leave by 7.45..beat the jam..oh well...natasha arrived den and after a while we left...i was gona take the girls to KLPac..Just me and them..so yeap a lil scary coz u dunt wanna have anytin happenin along the way..but sumhow it went smoothly the drive...there was no jam!haha..weird enuf..so we reached there like 8.15+...Haha...upon reachin there...i let natasha drive my car a bit..wait!Dunt wori it was in an empty carpark..=P..haha...i even let her park...but she parked too far...so i reparked it..but hey she wasnt too bad..she was alrite..=)..So then we went into the place..saw a few of ma colz mates..hugs and handshakes and there we were waitin for the show to start..and wat an opening..i mean seriously!it was gud!i cant describe it here..but it was gud..i especially loved the encore for the openin!haha..it was nice..then we all went into the theatre to watch the show..It was reli comfy sittin in there tho..hard floors and no chairs..yeah but oh well...we cud manage..the show was great!!i mean like fuckin gud!haha...especially one scene which had me in stitches!And prompted natasha to slap me in the back...u gotta ask her why..oooh i forgot..there was a part where they had tis reli kewl lightin and all those wearin white just started to glow!!haha..i was wearin white!=P..sumone was jealous..=)..haha...well the show was for about 2 hours..oh yeah..the Miss Malaysia 2008 or sumtin was there...she was sweet lookin but tats bout it..no big...most of the guys had their eyes on her..i know someone much more beautiful tho..so my attention was fixed elsewhere..=)haha!..=P..then we met up wif bells after the show and she looked tired..but thrilled tat we made it..the we headed off home..i dunt no wat got into me on the way back!i mean first i miss the road but thankfully shamita brought us back on the right track but after tat i turned into the wrong lane!Cars were comin on the opposite lane!=S!!!!!...shit!And the girls were screamin..i stopped at the side..and it was the red light..so the cars were just starin at us...honestly i actually spoke to my car..i was like dunt fail me now..and i reversed and made a full turn..we were back on track!i luv my car!haha..she nv lets me down!=)..owh and sorry gals!!seriously had to put u all in tat position for a while..=(..wudnt happen again..=)...so then we headed back to bangsar...waited for shami and tasha to go then i sent tanuja back and headed back home...it was a good night out i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and on the 23rd a close fren of mine gt cleared to do her studies locally!!she wudnt have to go overseas..=)!..Happy for her and feeling gud too..=)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5386071017866667511?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5386071017866667511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7365079630689594769</id><published>2009-06-13T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:50:45.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumdeedumdeedum..=D</title><content type='html'>Tis week has been pretty okey!Aite i gt back my marks...it was a disaster...but besides tat evertin else was sweet...I got my car!!!!!!=D!Finally...i mean FINALLY!!..its a myvi..pearl white...real smooth n all..BUT on the first day some dude scratched my car as in the parking lot at BV...fuck!!!He paid me 250 for it...coz i was practically screamin at him!Haiz...just ruined my moment but besides tat the cars awesome..nutin big happend tis week..low key....but i met up wif giuli again on friday...after so LONGGG...haha..always a gud company to have around tat one..so ate at fish and co then she said we cud walk around bangsar in circles..then i suggested come i take ya for a spin in my car..=P..so tats wat we did..then in the car park..she realises she has like alot of miss calls from home..she didnt hear a phone..==..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she calls her mom..gets screwed..calls her dad gets screwed...haha...awwwww..=P...so then half way tru our ride..derek calls...askin giuli to call her dad...he was referrin to the earlier calls...but we tot her dad just called...so i had to get giuli back to bv fast...before she can make tat call to her dad!so she asked me to speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giuli:Hariish just speed!Just speed!!go fast!&lt;br /&gt;Me:But its a new car!!!=S..i was alredi speedin..&lt;br /&gt;Giuli:Just go fast!&lt;br /&gt;Me:Theres a bump!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i was drivin at 80 as we approach the bump..my car flew!!for a few seconds we were airborne!!haha!then i got her to bv..and went off to park sumwhere...turns otu derek was referrin to the earlier calls..sheesh...but oh well...it was fun i guess...haha...Then went to starbucks and we just sat there..and gosh time flew..was wif her for 4 hours yesterday...quite long rite...wen ur in the company of frens...time just flies..=)..so then she finally had to go around 7 ish...well tats my friday for ya...it was nice..she's always gud company i guess..yeap yeap...so now i'm off to the weekends!and today i'm gona meet up at my skewls IU!!Reunion!haha...wat happens wen a bunch of schoolmates meet up after so long..chaos!!!Adios!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait for the answer"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-7365079630689594769?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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always hated junes...no seriously its like the worst month of my year always...coz well i get back my midterm results n all..and everytin always go wrong tis month..after the perfect month of MAY....june always sucks...i aint kiddin it has happened to many times...hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nways on a ligher nite...had lunch wif Natasha,Shamita and Aswin at Madam Kwans today...just catchin up n stuff...it was nice...we shud do it more often..Shamita's gona plan the next one...countin on her..lets see how it goes..=)..so i guess nutin else to look forward too tis weekend...just stuck at home..and prob get redi for colz...gosh i aint lookin forward to goin back to colz at all..colz just aint tat fun..all so stressed up...if it wasnt for the awesome ppl there...i wud DREAD goin to colz everyday...seriously....and we're gona get back our midterm marks..which i noe i screwed up..=S..gosh everytin seems to be messin up rite now isnt it..crapla...i just want november to come fast so i can end my colz and enjoy a 6 month break till june next year!!please!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5728667458839220999?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5728667458839220999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5728667458839220999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5728667458839220999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah-man.html' title='Ah man!!=('/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-1447058327595986299</id><published>2009-06-01T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:47:26.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey!</title><content type='html'>Check tat out!500 views!!gosh haha...nt bad nt bad..&lt;br /&gt;Nways hey there ppl!!!Yeap as u can see i've been enjoyin my holz..yeap yeap...After my party been goin lepakin wif old school mates and just catchin up...goin to parties and what so...Basically i just took the foot of the pedal and just slowin everyting down...However the last few days have been a lil on the bored side...yeah havent gone out much..been doin all those facebook quizzes..haha...its fascinating ya noe..haha..all the love quizzes haha...just amusing sumtimes..haha...wen back to my skewl last week visited some old frens..and went back for the carnival on saturday too..i miss tat place..The moment I set foot at VI i just felt like all my problems and stresses vanished...here i was back at my "homeground"..the place where the system and surroundings were just suited to my strengths..I just felt like i was back HOME..I noe some people will prob tink...wat a nuthead..hey seriously be a Victorian and you will understand wat i'm talkin bout..College just aint the same..People just dunt take risks in colz anymore..the thrill factor just aint the same..haiz...sorry got a lil carried away..nways besides tat been pretty low key of a weekend...gona take ash to petaling street tmrw...aite den cya peeps!=)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-1846033676419707672</id><published>2009-05-25T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:41:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2=)</title><content type='html'>M-Circle and La Bodega..Let the pics do the talkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlz8utAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WEIdCjaErmk/s1600-h/Natasha...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlz8utAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WEIdCjaErmk/s400/Natasha...jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739287475631106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQuI4UH1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AonHFwfj5aA/s1600-h/dancin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQuI4UH1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/AonHFwfj5aA/s400/dancin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739430533209938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQllluR5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1qVvN6w0Tok/s1600-h/Kavi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQllluR5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1qVvN6w0Tok/s400/Kavi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739283621037970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlXW0phI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VuQfHbseaaM/s1600-h/Huggin+her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlXW0phI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VuQfHbseaaM/s400/Huggin+her.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739279800444434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlHo6ZHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5_ONE5rX-ho/s1600-h/dancin+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlHo6ZHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5_ONE5rX-ho/s400/dancin+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739275581351026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQZM1cLMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dGx7CV234yQ/s1600-h/dancin+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQZM1cLMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dGx7CV234yQ/s400/dancin+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739070817643714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQY-NqVlI/AAAAAAAAAII/6zzejSFB9_E/s1600-h/Cheers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQY-NqVlI/AAAAAAAAAII/6zzejSFB9_E/s400/Cheers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739066892703314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYo9DyJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_Pbr_zlxHKY/s1600-h/Blur+and+shami+and+tanuja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYo9DyJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_Pbr_zlxHKY/s400/Blur+and+shami+and+tanuja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739061185923218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYYnbElI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pin-qf0VjkA/s1600-h/Blur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYYnbElI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pin-qf0VjkA/s400/Blur.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739056800207442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYA7HXjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H1b8fZb9Kxg/s1600-h/bells+me+natz+and+ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQYA7HXjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H1b8fZb9Kxg/s400/bells+me+natz+and+ash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739050440351282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQFaXSW6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/kDR0BZl10aU/s1600-h/Bells+and+tish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQFaXSW6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/kDR0BZl10aU/s400/Bells+and+tish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738730851883938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQFOfEMsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/osc_XoTTJEk/s1600-h/bells+and+natz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQFOfEMsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/osc_XoTTJEk/s400/bells+and+natz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738727663284930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQExuMRsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i3Yzz2GzbDw/s1600-h/bells+and+kavi+and+trish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQExuMRsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i3Yzz2GzbDw/s400/bells+and+kavi+and+trish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738719942100674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQE4iIqBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U4a3jKUZtJQ/s1600-h/Asuntharians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQE4iIqBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U4a3jKUZtJQ/s400/Asuntharians.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738721770579986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQErz0AYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iPY0IwWevDs/s1600-h/Ash+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQErz0AYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iPY0IwWevDs/s400/Ash+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738718355063170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP38VgiJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w2FAF49PN4I/s1600-h/Haha..like+tis+moment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP38VgiJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w2FAF49PN4I/s400/Haha..like+tis+moment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738499453061266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP3ghyY9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zMcL8X7zI0M/s1600-h/trish+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP3ghyY9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zMcL8X7zI0M/s400/trish+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738491988370386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP3vUsiwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DoZ6sJqS1xg/s1600-h/Ladies+of+the+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqP3vUsiwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DoZ6sJqS1xg/s400/Ladies+of+the+Night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738495959993090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqOlrmymiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5wlRj53u7ig/s1600-h/The+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqOlrmymiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5wlRj53u7ig/s400/The+girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339737086212872738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqOdXzm9SI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eLekotxiA7s/s1600-h/The+girls+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqOdXzm9SI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eLekotxiA7s/s400/The+girls+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339736943458972962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Them!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome time thnx to tis people..I luv u guys!!!!Wild night..=DDDDD...HUGS!!!=DDD..We must do tis again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without frens we are nothing,without love we are souless"-Hariish Veera..=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-1846033676419707672?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/1846033676419707672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1846033676419707672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1846033676419707672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-2.html' title='Part 2=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/ShqQlz8utAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WEIdCjaErmk/s72-c/Natasha...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2628060649133385306</id><published>2009-05-25T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:33:39.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd May..A wild night..Part 1</title><content type='html'>AIte den..EXAMS ARE OVER!!!and today i was gona celebrate my overdue 18th birthday celebration!!!yeap yeap..Kavitha helped pull tis off for me with her contacts and all...so i invited a few close frens..and here was the plan reli..Meet up at La Bodega Pavillion at 8...have dinner..then shoot off to M-Circle for clubbing then after tat head back to the Shah Hotel where we booked a room..coz well we cant go back drunk rite..haha..so all was in place for a spectacular night..And the plan seemed easy to follow rite?TINK AGAIN!...I went to pick up aswin and tanuja in my car..then we jetted of to KLPac to pick up bells..Aite..By 6.45 we were on our way to Kavitha's place at hartamas to pick her up then we all headed off to the hotel to check in..Tats wen the fiasco starts..we didnt noe where the hotel was...so we were all lookin around..so then we approach a traffic light..and then ash says lets turn right...aite..So i made the turn but my back tired was too close to the side of the road...and WHAM!!my tyre went over it!!None of us saw it comin as we didnt see it..it was late and it was rainin!..so then we stopped the car..and i went and see the tyres..omggggg...flat..the back tyre was flat!!shit i tell ya!!!so the i asked the girls to take the lrt nearby and head to pavillion coz it was alredi 7.40..then ash and I had to tink fast..didnt wana call my dad..u kidding me..so yeah...i tried pushin the car and suddenly we ended up on the road to KLANG!!!!i have no idea how!!and it was past 8 by now..and natasha calls me..she and trish were alredi there..=(!...so then ash and i try stoppin some passerby to help us out..but nobody stopped!i cant believe ppl are so inconsiderate..its rainin heavily and we're 2 teenagers...cant u bloody stop!!!i called AAM and they said they can only come in an hour...Fuck them!!FINALLY!a taxi guy stopped an indian dude..he helped us change the tyres..only then did i call my dad..and he was pretty kewl bout it coz i manage to handle the situation rite..so yeah then after bout an hour we put the spare tyre on..then another problem how to get back to bangsar!coz i had to give my car to my dad..my parents needed to use it so yeah..the taxi guy gave us some directions..&lt;br /&gt;but didnt quite understand it...then there was tis signboard sayin bangsar to ur left..well of coz we took it!and omg i dunt no where we ended up...some Kampung Haruan!!!=S!!!!I havent even reach my party and there's alredi so much mayhem!!!AHHH!!!..so then we ask directions and finally we were headin back to bangsar..by which time i was speedin coz it was alredi reachin 9 and poor natasha alredi called twice coz she and trisha had been waitin an hour..I felt so bad for them..then  i headed home...took my dad and ash to the lrt bangsar where my dad took over..i bid byes and head off to the train wif ash..we were literally runnin...in 7min we were alredi in the monorail..headin to bukit bintang..kavi calls and says she,bells and tanuja are alredi there..Ash and i then ran until finally we reached La Bodega..phew!!!Wat a way to start off the night!!!i was alredi dead exhausted!haha..!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And then i saw all their faces..and then they broke out into a happy birthday song..=)..haha...and then there was Natasha..=)..Bells..Shamita...Kavitha..Tanuja..Trisha..Aswin..I sat down and u have no idea how relieved i was..=D!..then we ordered and i got a gift from natasha..Ferrero Rocher!!i luve those chocs..and turns out she loves it and didnt noe wat to buy for me and she bought those..ahah and she got it spot on..haha..=)...and then and we all talked and finish our meal..i asked for the bill..but it took a while ya know..then i heard sum1 banging sumtin..and then sudddently the kitched doors open and there is a chorus of happy birthday singin from the people emerging from it!And they have a slice of cake wif them..i presumed..HONESTLY it was sum1's else birthday and i was just about to sing along wen the cake was kept infront of me and my name was on the plate..HOLY MARIA!!!!i was in state of shock so i blew the candle and i told thnx to the la bodega ppl..wat got me wonderin was how they knew my name..then i found out..they had ask trisha the birthday boys name...and pulled tat off...Thumbs up la bodega..Appreciate it..then the bill came up to 200 bucks..i paid for it all..the girls went nuts but hey i dunt care..money wasnt a problem for me...Just seein some of them there made my night...=)...haha...then some of the girls were curious how come i had more girlfriends tonite then guys..haha..in fact even i didnt know!!haha...i swear!!!and the fact they were all beauties had nutin to do with it either!!haha..=P...then we all were off to m-circle..Next Post ppl...gona take my shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best nights are the ones which dunt go according to plan!"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2628060649133385306?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5138197770332904458</id><published>2009-05-24T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:23:28.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 years =D</title><content type='html'>Hey there..i just turned 18!!!!haha...gosh i feel old..haha...ya know 18 is the number of my life!=)..i'm born on the 18th!!haha..so tis year i turned 18 on the 18th!!!how kewl is tat!!!haha..once in a lifetime moment peeps..So yeah i guess it all started at 12.01am..I got 2 smses at once..One from Bells and one from Aveena!=)..i was sleepin but hey..i still replied ya know..then there was a free flow of smses all the way..thnx every1..=)..then i was off to colz..remember i said in an earlier post i was a model for taylors..yeah the shoot was today..on my birthday..haha...how ironic..All those people around me wished me in colz...i didnt tell any1 in the shoot tho it was my bufday..kept tat quiet..haha..so yeah the shoot..it went well..first time doin all tis shootin stuff...so it was a gud experience...natasha called midway=)..then i was in the phone wif shamite she was takin her driving test..told her she wudnt fail coz its my day...and guessed wat..SHE PASSED!!..haha!...then towards the end of colz..my fellow models..found out..=S!!and there was a rush of huggs...some i cudt even breath!haha...then melissa came up to me and give me tis small cake from starbucks!!!omg!they got me a cake..it was so thoughtful of the class..thnx guys!!then i wass back home...at like 6...cudnt celebrate much coz had exams the next day..went online sum ppl forgot my bufday..=(..haha!=P..but then it was kewl..cut the cake and it was all for the night...i had a awesome day..but i wasnt reli satisfied yet..hey im 18...i wanna do sumtin craz!haha..and u no wat tats exactly wat i did on the 23rd..YESTERDAY..=)..but tats another post!!cya!=D..THNX EVERYONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5138197770332904458?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5138197770332904458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/18-years-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5138197770332904458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5138197770332904458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/18-years-d.html' title='18 years =D'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-6694903126986001147</id><published>2009-05-17T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:00:39.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical 17..=D</title><content type='html'>Hey there...well its my last nite as a 17 year old..=(..Just sittin down here and thinking back..i reli had a truly memorable experience..Let me recap my life from the day i turned 17 to now..=)&lt;br /&gt;I had my midterms the next day!haha..so had to study...got wacked up in skewl(wudnt be gettin tat tis year!dammit!=(...)..well then i remember my life kinda changed completely after tat..coz i fell in love!!haha..yeap i first fell in love wen i was 17 years old..now tats one to tell my grandchildren..haha..nways yeah...i became more commited and maturedlah i guess..and many more things changed in me..wen ur in love u will know ppl..skewl was great too...the class,the frens..we were all gettin closer as the end draw closer..the times in flyin in taman sains guys!i miss it wei...then SPM came...and went...and soon it was partin time...prob one of the saddest moments in life for me..i reli did luv skewl...VI..=(...screwed up SPM tho..but hey we all knew tat was comin..haha..love life wasnt tat lucky either..heartbreakin actually..but the journey there is life changing and treasured...haha..=)..then i went to colz..there i prob few closest frens hu hopefully will be there forever!haha..u know who you are ppl..=)...colz been great...yeap still single..but lovin it...and i even became close frens wif sum1 i was constantly fightin wif!haha..im totally a changed person from wen i was first 17..=)..now lets start at 18!!!=)..cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-6694903126986001147?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/6694903126986001147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/magical-17d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6694903126986001147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6694903126986001147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/magical-17d.html' title='Magical 17..=D'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7995957410903066392</id><published>2009-05-15T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:07:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Taylors..=D</title><content type='html'>Hey there!!Sup ya all..havent been on in a while..nways..life's been gud...midterms next week tho..so a bit tirin wif all the studyin n all..nways movin on to the big news tis week..I've been selected to be one of the faces of TAYLORS HARTAMAS!!..yeap yeap...there's 18 of us in total..and yeah i'm the only indian GUY...naturally...divya is there too tho...so yeah we're the taylors models!haha..man...me modellin?=S!!!!...feels so weird...i dunt even know hwy they chose me!!out of the other guys...haha...oh well i guess i'm just gona go tru wif it...no harm tryin..still in shock tho..haha...oooh i've been driving around alot...in just 2 weeks...parents will let me drive by myself anywhere i want!ha!cant wait..aite cya all den..tc!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-7995957410903066392?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/7995957410903066392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/faces-of-taylorsd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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folks..finally!Gosh it took me 5 months!!!!Well now i finally nailed it...gona drive around wif my dad..seasoned up..then next month..its all me drivin around..haha!!!!cant wait...i luv the month of MAY!!!!!!haha...best month of my life always...honestly evertyin is goin great for me tis month..haha...love it..haaaaaaaaaaah..relieved...so now just need to focus on midterms then its holz!yeap yeap..cant wait...cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2350074508106630399?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2350074508106630399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/vroommmmmp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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midvalley did some shoppin wif the family..i havent tat done tat in ages!!then i took my mom to the Thai place next to Victoria Station on they way to hartamas..u no tat place rite!haha..i cant spell the name..haha..Sri sumtin..oh well..we all had an awesome lunch and expenses on me..the bill came to RM329.90!!I blew up all my savings on my mom!!=)!..now i only have 10 ringgit..haha..but hey its worth it rite..its bout time i spend for my mom...I love my mom and all the stuff she has done for me..thnx mom..HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!=)..Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2548778786030249098?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2548778786030249098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2548778786030249098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2548778786030249098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom.html' title='Mom!!'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5421317753807628360</id><published>2009-05-08T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:55:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful blur..=)</title><content type='html'>Wow...200 people actually read my blog!??!tats a suprise didnt know it will be tat much..haha...nways colz was ok today...not too bad....besides tat life is great!!!!!haha...man its like i found myself again...sumtin in me came back to life!!..haha..its beeeeeen so longggg...=)..and i realise i havent appreciate sum ppl close to me tat much...yeap..so sorry i've just been blinded all tis while..well i finally opened my eyes now...and .haha...awesome!!man life is so great rite now!!...I'm actually smsin natasha rite now!!haha...shes a reli reli reli close mate of mine...remember i went for her dance n all?yeah she's the one i'm talkin bout..the reli beautiful gal?haha...=)..u no we both go way back...haha..met her last year in tuition..an boy we worse than cats and dogs..i hated her skewl asuntha..she hated my skewl VI...we always had a go at each other!haha...man i miss those moments..lets just say we hated each other...haha...everytime we talked was a fight..haha..then well time played its part...circumstances brought us closer together..and well i guess we reli know each other now..She's well reli beautiful..i'm nt the first to say that..nor will i be the last..but she can be very compassionate too ya know..and loving and understanding..i reli feel like i under appreciated her..=(..maybe all tis while i was lookin at the wrong direction...my badla dear..seriously she was one of the rare person who i wud actually put my life on..i trust her tat much...=)..i dunt have any words to describe her anymore..she goes beyond words..haha...we've come a long way from the days of asuntha and VI rite?haha...the best part is it was our love for other people in our lives which made us the close frens we are now..haha..u nv know wat else mite happen in the future...wat ever happens i know i'll always be there by her side and i can count on her..=)....i finally realise how much u actually meant to me..=)..luv ya hun..=)....see i dedicated a post to ya!=)..haha..aite cya ya all den!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sumtimes the person tat matters most is not in front of you but BESIDE you.."=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5421317753807628360?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5421317753807628360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-blur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5421317753807628360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5421317753807628360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-blur.html' title='Beautiful blur..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-4185564375687934667</id><published>2009-05-08T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:46:08.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free bird!=)</title><content type='html'>Finally tings are better..i'm finally single and available!!haha..easiest way to describe the situation..finally moved on from what has been a life-changing experience..seriously...but yeah we all gradually learn as we grow rite?=)..Gosh i just feel light and worryless ahah...its been a while since i've been like tis.....haha...theres so much i want to say but i dunt no how to put it in words!!haha...i'll just keep it to myself then k?=P..haha..Nways midterms comin up so i will be wif my beloved idiotic books..yeap yeap...haiz..just for 2 weeks then its partyin all the way!!haha...cya ppl!tc all...=)!!(I"M JUST SO RELIEVED!haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-4185564375687934667?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/4185564375687934667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/free-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4185564375687934667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4185564375687934667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/free-bird.html' title='Free bird!=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-8458774631467358361</id><published>2009-05-03T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:29:00.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunt know anymore..</title><content type='html'>Have u ever had tat notion where you feel that a certain someone is for you?i mean yeah u mite be still young and all...but hey hus to say an 18 year old cant fall in love rite?i mean u see sum1..then fall in love...rather childishly..but then u realise its no joke..u really do like tat person..u mite just have known them for a few weeks..but yeah u do..but then doesnt mean tat person has to like u back too..tink bout it..if u have the right to like tat person its only fair tat she likes sum1 else rite?so yeah..aite so u failed in ur first foray into relationships..oh well we all do..no big..=)..Aite so wat usually happens after tat..u move on..u go try and find another person hu mean sumtin to ya...get on wif ur life..tats wat written in the script rite...dude leaves girl..girl leaves happily..dude finds another girl..END OF STORY..but then say it doesnt follow the script..i mean to be fair you tried moving on..u left her to be..but then after sumtime somehow indirectly she comes back into ur life..say a fren mentions about her or sumtin..but the point is ur reminded of her..then maybe u just check on her a bit..and u found out..she's nt taken..just like ya she didnt have much luck either..so wat do ya do then?tat aint in the script is it?Well i guess u try and reopen ties..u fail once try again...but then just too much has happen between ya both..and after talks u both reli understand each other..so both decide to leave tings the way they are..and let it be..so wat do u now?i mean u liked tat person rite..so u yearn to speak to them...everyday..every min..but u dunt want to potray urself as an idiot..and sumhow u know the feelings nt mutual...tat person needs time..and u duly give it..everytime u intend to give her space...u keep gettin reminded of her..is tat signs that she's the one for ya?but how come she doesnt read it?why is it only you tat read it..fate?the way life is?I dunt know anymore..u say u dunt mind her being wif another man..wats meant to be happens rite..but are u able to accept it?well i guess u are coz u love tis person u say..so their happiness is urs rite..and if tat means lettin her go..then why not rite..but then the ting is...your not able to move on like her..WHY?coz u love her so much..u cant put another girl in a place....u feel like ur betrayin urself ur heart wen u even tink of another girl..but didnt she make it perfectly clear..if u find a better girl leave..so why would u not go?afraid?Scared you wont be able to love tis gal as much as u loved her..hmmmmm...but everytin in life has its reasons..maybe the girl for ya..is not hu u tink she is..wat if she's close by but u nv realised..sum1 u always knew by heart...but nv tot of in tat way...the closeness u share wif tat person mite be more than frens?the understand u both have was natural..but she's in another man's arms..so it cant be..its bad to even tink about it tat way..so it must be wrong...wats more worse than murder?betrayal of trust and frenship..u dunt want tat to happen..so u put tat in the back of ur mind...and wat more is tat to do..try and alter the shape of life?or just let it be..if everytin happens for a reason..then i guess its worth just waitin rite..but deep down ya know...it revolves around the people in ur mind..tat is one ting u know for sure...but whereever u do..I will do..dunt betray ur heart..dunt betray a pure frenship..nv listen to ur head coz it always helps u gain sumtin..but sumtimes u gota lose sumtin to reli appreciate sumtin..and I'm prepared to do tat..if there is anytin i havent lose yet...coz u know u losed sumtin deep inside ya..the fire?the fight?but u dunt no where it is..all u can do now..is cover it all up..and store in there..in a corner for in the world its ur outside potrayal tat counts..not the inner you....how sure am I?I dunt know..lately i reli dunt know anymore..hus to loved?hus to be loved?why me to go tru all tis?Alas..only HE up there knows..and i hope to find the answer sooon...i await..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-8458774631467358361?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/8458774631467358361/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5155570800122103828</id><published>2009-05-03T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:40:49.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 100 Words Project...=)</title><content type='html'>Hola!!Yesterday was pretty awesome especially in the night..ash,kavitha and I went to see Isabell performed at KlPac...Before i move on..i realised i've never talked about bells before..haha..=)..Hey better late than never rite?=P..Isabell Zubinsha.I call her bells..or sumtimes belly(tho tis is stricly prohibited in the presence of others..=P).How long have i know her..hmmm...5 months..yeap i met her on the first day of colz..turns she knows a few mates of mine from skewl..notably anwar..and the best part is she even went for his party last year which i was suppose to go but cudnt..so i cud easily have met her last year!!Talk about small world..haha..so anyways yeah my first impression of her&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful,assertive,intellectual and really engaging..haha..=D&lt;br /&gt;And i doubt my first impression of her failed me coz she reli is all that but after 5 months i realise there's more to her than meets the eye..=)..To sum it up..u know sumtimes u meet sumbody and god knows why u simply click!Like u've known tat person for ages...yeah i guess bells is one of those rare ones..haha...she's a reli gud fren and one u can count on..=)..Sum1 u just want to chat wif the whole day and you know they will listen to ya..=)..Tats bells the way i potray her people..&lt;br /&gt;Aite den back to her show..so yeah ash mum also tagged along..so she picked me up and off we went to KLPac..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sfz1oyH5fGI/AAAAAAAAADA/Yp71qjX-3qY/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sfz1oyH5fGI/AAAAAAAAADA/Yp71qjX-3qY/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331406139898297442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif kavitha there..then we also met bells YOUNGER sister by a year..hera!nice name rite?haha..=P..nways the show started at 8.30 and as we walked in they were all sittin there the cast..just sittin there not movin nor smilin..i saw bells but didnt wanna catch her eye coz i was worried mite distract her..so anyhooo we all set down..and the play began...i enjoyed it...but hey i came to see my best fren perform rite?so the others were just sideshows!=P..and finally she took the stage..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sfzz4m8YqwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xGtK8jbt3wo/s1600-h/dsc_03201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sfzz4m8YqwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xGtK8jbt3wo/s400/dsc_03201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331404212751870722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tis is a pic from the webpage actually heh...so yeah bells was the wife/mom who was being cheated off by her husband..her acting was awesome!seriously i mean we all knew she cud act but this was amazing..well done bells(Hats off)..eventually bells dies..=(..and then 4 guys came and carry her...poor guys.=P...and that was the end of the show!"CLAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"...then we went out and bells was there...we hugged her and congratulated her..i'm sure she was delighted too see us..but not as much as we were to see her!!then she introduced us to a few of her cast mates....there we were then just chit chattin for a while..sadly ash and I had to go..so gave bells a goodbye hug and tried to put everytin i needed to say about her performance into it and bid farewell...man..it was gud the show...and u no sumtin...I HAD TO MISS MY FIRST MU MATCH LIKE IN YEARS COZ OF HER SHOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!....but but but..it was worthwhile..=)..aite people better remember the name..isabell coz she's gona be rockin our shores in a few more years..haha...nah i'm just over exaggarating...but hey YOU NEVER KNOW..=D..There u go..a saturday well spend...tc everyone and see ya..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5155570800122103828?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5155570800122103828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/100-words-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-98132481702463567</id><published>2009-05-02T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:17:59.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha...wat can i say....Saturday morning boredom..</title><content type='html'>As u can see i was reli boreeeeeed..haha..it was nice to read all this tho...i picked the 3 best horoscopes i guess....nways nutin much has been happenin lately which explains the lack of updatin....and besides tat i cant believe 88 ppl have read my blog!!wow...ppl do read all tis haha..nice...=)...cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-98132481702463567?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/98132481702463567/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-3613824299906364323</id><published>2009-05-02T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:15:36.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taurus and Libra..</title><content type='html'>Both partners in this combination will work to develop a higher mind and embrace all aspects of the art world. This alone should provide an excellent foundation for their relationship, but the Libra native will probably aggravate Taurus with his or her quick changes since Libra detests routine of any kind. For instance, those governed by Libra may throw themselves into work projects one week to such an extent that the existence of Taurus will barely be noticed...and then the next week, wallow in total laziness, putting off all decisions that need to be made. It is inherent in the Taurus nature to plan life, but Libra individuals will make no such commitment and this can result in violent abuse on both sides. Libra is possibly the worst kind of flirt, but only uses this trait as an ego-booster and nothing more. Still, the jealousy inherent in Taurus would not be able to endure this type of behavior for very long. Unfortunately, for this union to stand a chance, Taurus will have to learn to put up with it. In general, the Libra partner will tolerate the jealous outbursts of Taurus, but if the Taurus native insists on making decisions regarding the relationship, then he or she needs to be right as Libra will lay the entire blame on the Taurus native if thing do not transpire according to plan. Physical attraction will be strong in this combination...so strong that the pair can probably escape from some of the personality problems in the romantic arena. However, sooner or later, this will undermine their physical relationship. Basically, this is a match not usually recommended for success in terms of longevity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some instances, this combination can be the unification of two halves of a whole. In essence, Taurus and Libra are thought of as being karmically linked. Both are looking for security in a relationship and they do share a love of art, poetry and culture. This is a partnership that may begin slowly since, on the surface, they might have few common interests. Still, once they come to understand each other, they may learn they have much more in common than was initially apparent. Both partners appreciate fine dining, the theater, music and collecting art. Pleasure...physical and aesthetic...is a premium for Taurus and Libra alike. Natives of both these Signs love to woo and be wooed. Thus, courtship will be a necessary component of any romantic union and since both have this need, they fit well together. The Taurus partner is sure to appreciate Libra's charm and if stubborn Taurus fails to get his or her way, then the Libra partner will be able to smooth things over and keep the peace. In addition, Libra will appreciate the luxuries that sensual Taurus provides. Furthermore, the Libra partner can help Taurus to see different sides of a given situation and the Taurus native will be able to assist Libra in overcoming the notorious indecision associated with this Zodiac Sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Taurus and Libra are ruled by the planet Venus. Therefore, the Taurus/Libra combination will share a love of beauty, luxury, affection and romance. Libra is particularly keen on balance and both partners are charming characters with a mutual desire for harmony in personal relationships. However, the influence of Venus can also be problematic in that natives of both Taurus and Libra are prone to laziness and snobbery...Taurus regarding possessions and Libra based on intellect. Taurus is governed by the element of Earth while Libra is governed by the element of Air. Basically, Taurus individuals get through life courtesy of reliance upon innate practicality, while Libra relies upon intellectual expression. Taurus is constantly asking how things will help him or her achieve personal goals, whereas Libra focuses on intellectual stimuli...whether it be practical or not. Conflicts can arise here if the Taurus partner seems too possessive or if the Libra partner appears overly flirtatious and social. On occasion, neither will quite understand where the other is coming from. In order for this union to achieve longevity, each must learn to accept that the other's views of the world tend to be different in tone and focus. Taurus is Fixed in quality and Libra is Cardinal. Generally, it will be the Libra native who initiates this relationship and Taurus who will keep it going. The Taurus partner will never budge and Libra needs to understand the stubborn nature of this Sign. With some gentle persuasion, anything may be possible and there is no individual in the Zodiac who is more gifted at gentle, subtle persuasion than a native of Libra. Still, Libra's inherent indecision may irritate the direct and to-the-point native of Taurus...but as long as the Taurus partner can tone down the urge to declare that his or her way is the only acceptable one, then Libra can accept such decisions. Here, there is a mutual love of pleasure, beauty and culture. Aesthetics will be integral to both partners and their similar tastes can make for a union of great romance and harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, this combination is a very good match. There are common interests and a general meeting of the minds. Both partners appreciate beauty and the finer things of life. It is likely that this pair will need a good influx of money in order to appease their desire for luxury, but in order for this relationship to achieve longevity, then Libra will need to use his or her sense of diplomacy and Taurus will need to exercise patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-3613824299906364323?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/3613824299906364323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/taurus-and-libra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3613824299906364323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3613824299906364323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/taurus-and-libra.html' title='Taurus and Libra..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7615307718196056846</id><published>2009-05-02T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:14:55.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taurus and Scorpio....</title><content type='html'>Both Taurus and Scorpio are prone to be extremely stubborn Signs, to say nothing of being opinionated and set in their ways. This can reflect back on the relationship and make even minor issues a cause for all out war...with the more serious conflicts becoming virtually intolerable. Still, money problems are not likely to arise here since both partners take a serious approach to finances. Taurus and Scorpio are by nature possessive and jealous, but this could bring them closer together as each will understand the feelings of insecurity that the other is experiencing. Both partners share the basic need for a secure and stable background. Thus, a domestic environment will play a large part in their life together. However, these shared attitudes and traits may be all that can make this relationship a workable proposition. Fights are not likely to stop long enough for this couple to work on their differences in an unprejudiced manner or for any suggestion on the part of either to be implemented. Yet another cause of tension will be the conflict of Scorpio's strong and emotional nature to the rational and realistic character of Taurus. Here, the romantic life will be erratic at best. Both partners tend to be physically active in a sexual sense but the times their desires conincide could be far too few to provide satisfaction in a long term committment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else, a Taurus/Scorpio union will be intense...either positively or negatively. These Signs are opposite on the Zodiac Wheel which does lend a rather special and complex connection between the two and they can, on occasion, combine to make a whole with each partner's strengths balancing the other's weaknesses. There is much in common here, but because both personalities are so powerful, they often swing between passionate romance and passionate disagreement. Taurus and Scorpio are Signs that possess deep desires...Taurus for possessions and Scorpio for power. Both are concerned with wealth and resources...in addition to being impassioned about all sorts of things. The Taurus native is probably somewhat more self-focused than Scorpio, who tends to be more involved with his or her mate and immediate family. The Taurus partner will prize honesty and forthrightness and abhor infidelity. Unfortunately for Taurus, natives of Scorpio are prone to be mysterious...their need for security related to the need for constant reassurance that the emotional connection with any mate is a solid one. Luckily, Taurus also requires this type of reassurance and is more than willing to provide such to a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is ruled by the planet Venus and Scorpio is ruled by the planet Pluto. Courtesy of Pluto's influence, this makes for an intense combination...one which is an excellent balance of masculine and feminine energy. Together, Taurus and Scorpio form the basis of all love relationships...love and passion. Venus also combines well with Mars (the ruling planet of Scorpio prior to the discovery of Pluto). Venus is associated with the beauty of romance and Mars with the passion. By nature, Scorpio natives are smoldering and intense...to say nothing of being highly sexual. Taurus, inherently sensual and tireless, cannot help but be attracted to Scorpio's intensity. In turn, Scorpio enjoys the devotion which is a natural trait of Taurus individuals. Taurus is governed by the element of Earth while Scorpio is governed by the element of Water. Scorpio is prone to be deep...like an ocean...but too much upset can cause a tidal wave. When natives of Scorpio believe they have been crossed by a partner, then retaliation can be vindictive and vicious. Fortunately, Taurus and Scorpio are Signs that will usually be exceedingly loyal to each other. However, where Taurus is open with everything laid bare on the surface, Scorpio is more secretive and inscrutible. Each can teach the other about their opposite views of life (i.e., direct versus complex) and another factor which adds a tantalizing dimension to this union is the shared tendency toward jealousy. The Taurus partner will just adore Scorpio's jealous displays since it means that he or she is adored and appreciated. Taurus and Scorpio are both Fixed in quality, which means both are likely to be somewhat stubborn and resolute once their minds have been made up. It can only be hoped that their minds agree or there will certainly be battles...the likes of which neither is likely to experience with any other Zodiac Signs. Here, Taurus appears to prevail as the dominant partner, but such is not always the case. The Scorpio native will be very adept at winning through more devious means...employing emotional manipulation to get what he or she wants, for example. This pair must learn to discuss their views and needs in an open fashion to ensure a happy and lasting union. Compromise is also essential and this will depend largely upon the Scorpio partner's ability to learn to trust Taurus. If this couple cannot overcome their opinionated stances, then the relationship is doomed to failure. Still, this is a powerful connection that can shine when obstacles to intimacy are cleared away. Once the Scorpio partner realizes that Taurus is committed and unlikely to create the misery that some natives of Scorpio seem to attract to their lives, this union could blossom and flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, this combination is one of mutual admiration. In a romantic sense, the physical ties will be strong and the pair usually have much in common. However, the chief problem is likely to be jealousy...and it almost invariably shows its face sooner or later. Here, longevity is best achieved when the Taurus native is very careful to keep faith with his or her Scorpio partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-7615307718196056846?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/7615307718196056846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/taurus-and-scorpio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7615307718196056846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7615307718196056846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/taurus-and-scorpio.html' title='Taurus and Scorpio....'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-1028359970954843083</id><published>2009-05-02T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:14:02.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting..Taurus wif Leo..</title><content type='html'>The Taurus native may not be able to help but fall in love with Leo for the strength, warmth, generosity and bearing associated with this Sign are impressive indeed. The Leo native will have great admiration for the ability of Taurus in terms of handling finances and he or she will also admire the effortless sophistication displayed by individuals who are governed by Taurus. Because there is so much mutual admiration between this pair, an infatuation may begin the moment these two become acquainted and could very well lead to a commitment of some longevity. At times, the Taurus partner may feel that Leo is too sure of his or her standing and in fact, Leo may take the Taurus native for granted. In addition, Leo individuals are prone to exhibit an overbearing and demanding attitude...to say nothing of possessing dogmatic ways. Battles between these two could be epic in proportion. Both Taurus and Leo are capable of making a good living but Leo will likely expect the Taurus partner to stay home rather than pursue a career. Unfortunately, this will not sit well with those ruled by Taurus. Problems may arise if the Taurus partner believes Leo should do something to cultivate emotional compatibility...or if the Leo partner shows a lack of concern for the feelings and/or emotional needs of Taurus. If this attitude is carried over into the romantic arena, then the Leo partner will probably meet with a very cold shoulder, causing much distress to the fiery and amorous Leo native. In order to achieve even a modicum of peace and harmony, each partner in this relationship must strive to keep the physical activity between them alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this combination can result in a magnificent pairing because each knows how to stroke the other's ego and each loves to have his or her ego stroked. In addition, the needs of this couple are similar. Taurus desires an abundance of affection...wanting to be loved and cherished. Leo thrives on compliments, craving declarations of adoration and displays of admiration. In a romantic sense, both are extremely loyal and passionate...and since they share the same desires, can usually provide for one another's needs very well. These are Signs that have an almost overwhelming fondness for status and possessions, placing a high value on comfort and luxury. Leo is frequently flamboyant about attentions and gift-giving, which will greatly please the Taurus partner, who adores the most traditional forms of courtship. Although this pair can work together quite nicely, it is not a garden of roses for these two. Both are stubborn individuals who must work hard to understand and accept one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is ruled by the planet Venus and Leo is ruled by the Sun. The Sun radiates warmth and light. Those it governs also radiate this type of energy and enthusiasm. Venus is concerned with love, beauty and luxury. Thus, this combination of masculine and feminine energies will aid both partners to admire and sustain one another. Venus is never more than 48 degrees from the Sun, so these two certainly belong close together. The Sun is representative of life and Venus is representative of romance. As long as each individual here is careful to understand the other, this match could be a positive one. Taurus is governed by the element of Earth while Leo is governed by the element of Fire. Hence, both partners will be ambitious, but in quite different ways. Leo yearns for fame and fortune...Taurus strives for security and stability in life and in love. Unfortunately, both Signs expect to assume the position of leader in a relationship and the tendency to battle for domination is likely. During arguments, Taurus abhors conceding a point, perceiving such to be an acceptance of domination...unless it is considered to be the practical course. Arguments can be fierce and epic between these two but provided each can be reassured that the relationship is important to his or her partner, then things will progress more smoothly. Taurus and Leo are both Fixed in quality. This means that each partner will be stubborn and once the mind is made up, it will take a lot to effectuate a change of attitude. This is why any argument between them can become so intense...both truly believe they are correct and that their way is the only right way to address an issue. Taurus and Leo are Signs prone to shy away from change. They like to get things settled and then allow them to continue in that fashion almost indefinitely...even if there is room for improvement. If either should decide that he or she wants the love relationship to stay intact, then almost nothing will convince him or her to leave the partner. This is good for the stability of the union, but can be bad if the relationship is inhibitive or destructive. Perhaps the best aspect of this combination is mutual admiration. Both individuals here possess exceedingly powerful personalities, so neither will be likely to dominate the other...regardless of how hard they might try. Friends and family may well consider this pair an excellent union since they share the commitment of fulfilling their goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, this combination is a rather good match, particularly when each partner understands the errors of the other. Both Taurus and Leo possess a love for the finer things of life and provided Taurus can restrain the inherent jealousy...and allow Leo to show off a little on occasion...this relationship could work to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Interesting eh?haha..)&lt;br /&gt; i was bored so hookep it up on the net..haha....cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-1028359970954843083?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/1028359970954843083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/05/interestinghaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1028359970954843083'/><link 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pass...drivin is not a prob...i did the ROAD TEST first...here's where tings get worse..i sit in the car...just felt sumtin was wrong..and sure enuf..the HANDBRAKE doesnt work!&lt;br /&gt;As in it doesnt feel enuf...tak makan(those hu drive get wat i mean)..so yeah..i told the guy..he said..owh..nvm just play wif ur brakes..i was like fuck there's hills and all...wtv..so i drove the car..then got out of the junction fine enuf then on the road..there's tis idiot van infront of me...i just followed...i mean...u cant overtake while test rite..and then he tells me..OVERTAKE..&lt;br /&gt;i'm like no its ok i cant...HE WENT BUAT JE...so i do overtake and swerve to the right..and so did the van...he didnt even put his signal!so i nearly hit him..but i manage to hit the brakes...and tis fucked up JPJ guy asks me..WHY DID U OVERTAKE?..i was like u said so!&lt;br /&gt;He went tapi kamu belajar masa ujian tak boleh overtake...and he tick in the box..tat i drive dangerously..tats it..tat means ur doom...yet he asks me to continue..and i do..brought him back to the center..and he fails me...heres my faults&lt;br /&gt;1)Tak tukar gear(WTF MAN!!I DROVE TILL GEAR 4!)&lt;br /&gt;2)Tak manage lane...(IF ENTERED ANOTHER LANE I WUD HAVE BEEN HIT MORON!)&lt;br /&gt;3)Tak memberi isyarat 3 saat sebelum tukar lane..(YEAH I GIVE SIGNAL ALSO THE CARS JUST DRIVE PAST AS IF THEY GIVE ME WAY...and i gave them 5 seconds to react!)&lt;br /&gt;4)Memandu secara berbahaya(HE ASKED ME TO OVERTAKE!...i know the rules but wen ur JPJ ass asks ya to do sumtin and ur all nervous and drivin of coz u follow!)&lt;br /&gt;The best part is tats 4 wrongs!which means i got 16..still passed!but the idiot gave me 12..just x some boxes..i tried bribein him and he didnt wana take!&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FREAKIN PISSED COZ I WANT TAT FUCKIN LICENSE SO BAD!!!....some ppl told me everyday they have a quota to fail certain amount of ppl....so i guess i was unlucky..coz i listen to him and i failed!a guy wif me also went tru the same thing the guy asked him to touch 80mph at a 50 mph road!then fails him..=S!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to composed my self the hill,parking and 3 pointer...i cudnt concentrate..and wen i did my hill..for the first time..my car roll backwards and down..but my engine didnt die so i nailed it...parking and the rest was easy...if only i had tat P...FUCK THE BASTARD!!...hope he gets hit by a car...yes i no i'm mean but i dunt care coz he wastes my time and money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst part my next test is on teh 11th!!!!!!!!tats 2 weeks away..omgoddddddd..tho i guess the only gud ting is a fren is goin on the same day...=)...so i guessed i failed to be wif her eh?yeah rite...damn frust rite now...big time...i was this upset even for my SPM results...coz i just had high hopes...and i can drive!!!!urghhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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SON!'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-8852175099329033201</id><published>2009-04-26T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:56:42.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shaanti..=)</title><content type='html'>I feel the rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lotus is sinking in the water&lt;br /&gt;Sudden change in climate&lt;br /&gt;Girl, fault is on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge waves never stop&lt;br /&gt;You swim in my heart girl&lt;br /&gt;You shine like a golden beauty&lt;br /&gt;girl, you are daughter of kasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shaanti shaanti oh shaanti&lt;br /&gt;you carried my life&lt;br /&gt;why did you go after me&lt;br /&gt;you are my chapter hereafter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lotus is sinking in the water&lt;br /&gt;Sudden change in climate&lt;br /&gt;Girl, fault is on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something attracted me&lt;br /&gt;you add mystery in nose tip&lt;br /&gt;Your natural smile is like boganvilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place you stood can fetch more price&lt;br /&gt;The path you take can become ice bars&lt;br /&gt;come with me to visit my home&lt;br /&gt;you see my home and will start liking me too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who she is&lt;br /&gt;my heart, dont follow this girl&lt;br /&gt;cant make it whether this is true or false&lt;br /&gt;my heart, dont follow this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lotus is sinking in the water&lt;br /&gt;Sudden change in climate&lt;br /&gt;Girl, fault is on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge waves never stop&lt;br /&gt;You swim in my heart girl&lt;br /&gt;You shine like a golden beauty&lt;br /&gt;girl, you are daughter of kasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my sleep away&lt;br /&gt;You made to long for you&lt;br /&gt;When i cross you&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the air is different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say stop, my time doesnt move&lt;br /&gt;the flower which you put on your hair never falls down&lt;br /&gt;love never asked me before entering me&lt;br /&gt;if one doesnt propose, that is not love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;i felt that at this very moment&lt;br /&gt;if you refuse&lt;br /&gt;i cant bear it at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shaanti shaanti oh shaanti&lt;br /&gt;you carried my life&lt;br /&gt;why did you go after me&lt;br /&gt;you are my chapter hereafter.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-8852175099329033201?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-4594866284314572785</id><published>2009-04-26T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:18:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Effort-Them frens..=)</title><content type='html'>Saturday!Finally some breather..hectic week in colz...seriously hectic!haha..nways yesterday was great..mornin wasnt too bad...washed my car..then just lepaked at home..then in the night i went for natasha's dance!no just any dance..classical dance!I know rite?me..classical dance?how weird..haha..well to be honest...no offense...i'm not much of fan of this traditional dances..their gud reli...but just not for me...=(..&lt;br /&gt;But all the same..i went..well coz of natasha..=)...she's dancin and she invites me so the least i cud do was go rite?and i duly did for her..she owes me bigtime..=)...met up wif tanuja and shamita at the lrt bangsar..tanuja looked gud..havent seen her in ages..and shamita..well need i say more..=)...so yeah took a train to jamek..ash cudnt make it tho..mum wasnt feelin well..we walked to the place..lol..those two girls didnt look comfy on heels!haha..seriously..haha..nways we reached the dbkl auditorium..went in to register..not suprisingly there were no names on seats for us..=)..so they gave us some seats at the left of the hall..i tink it was the ones where ppl had paid more..oh well..no complains there..but just one ting..the SPEAKER was right there...so it was pretty loud...and well the show started late..malaysian timing..&lt;br /&gt;It did start at 8 tho..and u know they were announcin the honarable guest..lol..heres how it went..rep from sri lanka..rep of india..heres the best part..rep of ZIMBABWE!(hope i spelled it rite)..lol..africano at an indian classical dance...U See!we have more than just skin colour in common!=P..then there was some singing...according to shamita it was sanskrit..=)..old indian language...pretty holy...so yeah explains why i cudnt understand a word..i just cudnt wait for the dances to start..and it did...and then the girls were dancin..and there she was!She was clad in a blue sari..and she looked simply radiant..and beautiful(natasha my dear...i'm serious..no jokes here..=)..)and boy she can dance..i tink all three of us were just starin at her..haha..then she went off and other dances were dancin..took the time to catch up on tings wif the gals..chit chattin..then there's tis white lady in the front..she looks at us..the girls didnt make eye contact..and i didla...she looks at me and says..shoo..im like thmubs up..yeah okey!she goes thnx..lol..white lady tells indian boy in an indian cultural show to shoosh coz she wants to enjoy the indian cultural show..see wat i'm tryin to imply?haha..&lt;br /&gt;Then u know the other dancers were dancin..it was pretty borin...and i just rested my eyes for a while..and i tink i just slightly went asleep..anyhow i was brutally awaken by shamita..P..she just pushed my hand down!haha..she didnt mean to..she tot i was jokin..=)..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;nways everytime natasha came on was the only time we truly enjoyed ourself...i luv watchin her..and her only dance..haha..she's gud..(u see i actually do compliment ya!)..then they had a 20min break..then we were all tinkin of goin back..coz it was gettin late and the lrt will close soon..so we went backstage to see natasha..lol..the drama there..haha&lt;br /&gt;heres how it went..&lt;br /&gt;Natasha:Hey!!(to shamita and tanuja..i was by the wall coz its the girl changin room rite..so i didnt wanna just go into it..haha...so yeah)an&lt;br /&gt;Natasha:Is hariish there?i dunt wan him to see me like tis!(i tot she was undressed or sumtin..so i was like okey..i asked the girls..they were like she's fully dressed!)&lt;br /&gt;so then i saw her..lol..and she went dunt look at me!no!ur gona laugh!haha!I SO WAS NOT LAUGHIN!..lol..she presumed i wud laugh..but hey i mentioned earlier she looked gud..haha..tat girl ah..=)..adorable..so yeah then we told our goodbyes and them left..on the way to the station..i was pretty worried..restless..coz it was late..two girls wif me..in the night walkin..u know rite..so i kept lookin back,sides,front..*(AND NOPE SUM1 DIDNT TAKE OUT THEIR HEELS COZ IT HURT..AND THEY DIDNT WALK BAREFOOTED AT THE SIDEWALK..NOPE NOBODY DID TAT..AND YES NOW I'M SO DEAD..=P)..and eventually we reached the station..phew!then shamita got off at kl sentral..and tanuja got a ride back home from me..went back home then naturally was bored waitin for mu match(which they won!)...called PESS up and talked to her for a while..i miss doin tat..haha..man..=)..forgot how gud it used to make me feel..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up...the show was aite..natasha just swept me off..reli..she's such a gud dancer...if it wasnt for her..the show wudnt be as hot eh?=)..haha..nways its sunday mornin now..and i just woke up feelin reli happy and pleased!haha...i guess i did enjoy my nite...i guess it was meetin them frens again..after so long..i reli missed them alot..i hope the next time wudnt be too far away..not wen i have anytin to say bout it..=)..A great night wif frens...thnx natasha for the invite!haha...=)..cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-4594866284314572785?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/4594866284314572785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/effort-them-frens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ur sixth sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling is your sixth sense. &lt;br /&gt;Called clairsentient (clear feeling), your inner voice is one that touches on your empathetic nature. What does this mean? Well, you're probably the most emotional of your friends and you are very in touch with the feelings of others. As a clairsentient, you often know something is wrong because you experience an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach (or the opposite for good things). It might be that your friend has had a bad day--but hasn't told anyone--and somehow you just know what's going on. Often this type of intuitive knowledge cannot be explained. We bet you've got a bunch of friends, and who wouldn't want a friend that just knows without being told...especially on those bad days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh?haha..nways colz was so boriiiiiiinggggggggg today....cudnt wait for it to end..lol..i tink the only highlight of my day...was meetin bells!=)lol..besides tat it was just simply lifeless...damn..maybe tmrw will be better i guess...gym in the mornin then got tis dance show ting in the night...blog bout it later aite..cya!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-8881538593963807879?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/8881538593963807879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2277360366170171422</id><published>2009-04-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:34:26.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on..</title><content type='html'>Memories are all that remains,&lt;br /&gt;Of a perfect love gone wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of your warm smile,&lt;br /&gt;Of your soft loving voice,&lt;br /&gt;And your sweet tender looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories so bitter yet so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Where my lips curl into a smile,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the joy never to reach my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;As broken lingers in the air,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of a classic love story,&lt;br /&gt;That never began yet nv ended,&lt;br /&gt;As if the sky saw and empathized,&lt;br /&gt;And weeped along with my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments we had,&lt;br /&gt;Will live and last forever,&lt;br /&gt;As unforgettable memories,&lt;br /&gt;To be played over and over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are all that I have left,&lt;br /&gt;Of a love that once burned bright,&lt;br /&gt;Now masked, dimmed and dying,&lt;br /&gt;But it is in this eternal moment,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you the most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is too late to turn back now,&lt;br /&gt;For we have taken a one way road,&lt;br /&gt;To memories and might have beens,&lt;br /&gt;And used up all our given chances,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, while I hurt and ache,&lt;br /&gt;I will also pray, hope and wait,&lt;br /&gt;For a gentle and loving heart,&lt;br /&gt;To heal and revive this love broken soul,&lt;br /&gt;And give a new home to this orphaned heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like postin tis..haha..=)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2277360366170171422?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2277360366170171422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2277360366170171422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2277360366170171422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on.html' title='Moving on..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5803612040558773040</id><published>2009-04-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:30:25.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327088347337968578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there...geez i'm in the midst of exams now..urggh..its just so pissin off...colz sucks tis last few days wif everybody in exam mood...frust...tired..self muttering...gosh..i miss skewl..i knew if i screw up TESTS..they were always another one..but here every shit counts..10%..20%....5%...everytin counts!haiz..nways the other day my cuzins came by to my place..we were just goin tru old albums..gosh i miss the baby days..no worries..no commitment...anytin u do is ALRITE..coz ur nv wrong!haha..i miss those days..and kindy...all those lil frens i had..haha..as u grow older..life just passes by so fast..we rarely stop and recall those moments..remember those cartoons we used to watch?i luved power rangers!=P..they used to show it every saturday evenin i tink...at tv3...gosh i used to come back inside(after playin catch catch wif my neighbour) to catch it!haha..oooh and those cartoons in the mornin...KFC HOUR!haha..captain planet..lol..gosh i luv those days.....all we had to do wen we woke up..was watch cartoons..play around and dunt disturb any1..no hw..no studyin..haha..just us the tv..and toys!lol..i used to collect all those hot wheels car...had lots and lots of them but i dunt no where it all went..=(..and my batman costume!my dad bought it for me...must have gave it a way..haha..back we just lived in our own world...full of happiness...Ya know..dunt forget ur yesteryears ppl...sit back and try and remember the hilarious or annoying or naughty kid u were..u wudnt regret it...go tru ur albums...a picture speaks a thousand words..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2fXiky3nI/AAAAAAAAACA/vmCSNlo-VL0/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2fXiky3nI/AAAAAAAAACA/vmCSNlo-VL0/s400/scan0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327089161016106610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5803612040558773040?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5803612040558773040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5803612040558773040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5803612040558773040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-6821188517446634134</id><published>2009-04-21T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:18:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hey there...geez i'm in the midst of exams now..urggh..its just so pissin off...colz sucks tis last few days wif everybody in exam mood...frust...tired..self muttering...gosh..i miss skewl..i knew if i screw up TESTS..they were always another one..but here every shit counts..10%..20%....5%...everytin counts!haiz..nways the other day my cuzins came by to my place..we were just goin tru old albums..gosh i miss the baby days..no worries..no commitment...anytin u do is ALRITE..coz ur nv wrong!haha..i miss those days..and kindy...all those lil frens i had..haha..as u grow older..life just passes by so fast..we rarely stop and recall those moments..remember those cartoons we used to watch?i luved power rangers!=P..they used to show it every saturday evenin i tink...at tv3...gosh i used to come back inside(after playin catch catch wif my neighbour) to catch it!haha..oooh and those cartoons in the mornin...KFC HOUR!haha..captain planet..lol..gosh i luv those days.....all we had to do wen we woke up..was watch cartoons..play around and dunt disturb any1..no hw..no studyin..haha..just us the tv..and toys!lol..i used to collect all those hot wheels car...had lots and lots of them but i dunt no where it all went..=(..and my batman costume!my dad bought it for me...must have gave it a way..haha..back we just lived in our own world...full of happiness...Ya know..dunt forget ur yesteryears ppl...sit back and try and remember the hilarious or annoying or naughty kid u were..u wudnt regret it...go tru ur albums...a picture speaks a thousand words..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327088347337968578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-6821188517446634134?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/6821188517446634134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6821188517446634134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6821188517446634134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-there_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Se2eoLYzy8I/AAAAAAAAABo/9PPKPp34Vbc/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2123092224585663619</id><published>2009-04-17T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:27:59.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a while eh...been reli busy...colz is just gettin on my nervessssssss...seriously projects...tests..projects..test...holy cow...i find it reli hard to pick myself up to study...i'm stil in post SPM mood!!...yeah well i guess i've got no choice now have I?...nways..lifes been the usually nutin much has happened..save for one or two incidents..tho tats pretty private folks..=)...lets c..tis week i was reli caught up wif colz....yesterday was ok tho..met up wif Natasha..she's a gud fren of mine..havent seen her in ages..=(..finally met up her tho...she came by to give me her tickets for her show next week..she dances the classical dances ya know....so yeah me and a few of my frens are goin next week..HONESTLY i dunt have a taste in all tis...nt much of a fan..but i'm just goin to support her..=)...i havent seen her dance so mite be worth it after all..below is the flyer for her dance show..and a pic of her in her attire...sweet to see there are still people passionate bout classical dances n all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SehlfZbFODI/AAAAAAAAABY/6MYNAQqNfXI/s1600-h/n66407886078_6936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SehlfZbFODI/AAAAAAAAABY/6MYNAQqNfXI/s400/n66407886078_6936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325618149440436274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sehl8g545RI/AAAAAAAAABg/yH5VxTW83Bg/s1600-h/n1178072877_30119527_6837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Sehl8g545RI/AAAAAAAAABg/yH5VxTW83Bg/s400/n1178072877_30119527_6837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325618649664906514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the one in the front..=)...so yeah anybody interested on goin to the show contact me aite..=)..nways tats all for this post...cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2123092224585663619?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2123092224585663619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2123092224585663619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2123092224585663619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/SehlfZbFODI/AAAAAAAAABY/6MYNAQqNfXI/s72-c/n66407886078_6936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-38301661782139829</id><published>2009-04-12T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:55:04.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She forced me to do tis..sheesh...</title><content type='html'>1).Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;forehead or cheek...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2). How did you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;Pleased...game last nite was awsome..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3). Who were the last people you took a photo with ?&lt;br /&gt;urm urm..sum random ppl at a party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4). Would you consider yourself spoiled ?&lt;br /&gt;now why on earth wud i say that?=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5). Will you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;yeap why not...=D&lt;br /&gt;6). Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;br /&gt;As of now..nopee&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say ?&lt;br /&gt;"wen i arrive i will honk or sumtin"..-Navino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Futsal tmrw...weeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;maybee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Petaling Street...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;yup :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person(s) who text you ?&lt;br /&gt;Navino..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag&lt;br /&gt;Hazim&lt;br /&gt;Raja&lt;br /&gt;Navin&lt;br /&gt;Giuli&lt;br /&gt;Dipti&lt;br /&gt;Cassie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody else...there u happy now aveena!?=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-38301661782139829?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/38301661782139829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-forced-me-to-do-tissheesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/38301661782139829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/38301661782139829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-forced-me-to-do-tissheesh.html' title='She forced me to do tis..sheesh...'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-2735140235215152861</id><published>2009-04-03T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:25:54.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello people..</title><content type='html'>Hey there...gosh i havent updated in a while..reliiiiii sorry..been reli busy wif coursework n all..Man...no time even for myself these days...Aite den let me recap my week so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Didnt go colz...wasnt feeling too good..felt reli bad coz i had to miss TAYMUN meeting later tat day..sorry bells..=(..It was a low key day..didnt do much..just lazed around..catch up on homework..nite was spent chattin away..=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-Gosh i love tuesdays..u know why colz finish one hour earlier..lol...however i had a spec maths group ting stay back for...man...by the time i reached home was dead tired..Tried and do some homework..I had a final draft for english due on friday..2000words and i hadnt started yet...i didnt start it today too..lol...i need to be inspired dudes..come on..haha..slept real late...once again chattin away...i reli do spend a lot time doin tat dunt i,..but if u've got gud company online i guess it doesnt matter...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday!=APRIL FOOLS!!..lol..ur probably thinkin sheesh u college kids are 18 and must be all mature and stuff..how wrong u R!..haha..we were like kids!!=P...foolin people..and the theme today was to dress up in ur uniform..any uniform..skewl one...or kadets..or sumtin u like...just be creative..haha...There were some kewl ones..like sharon dressed up as the lady in MATRIX...she even had a gun!!BAM!...haha..my class dudes wore their shrunked school uniform...i didnt reli feel like wearin my uniform..haha...i wore my skewl tie tho..haha...hey least i did sumtin...=P..Then we pranked our chem teacher...she screamed!!so did the gals in class..haha...gud times..lol..or and today was giuli's dad birthday..Happy Birthday Giuli's DAD!tho i dunt know ya..nv met ya...and god knows how u look like....I'm so nice rite?haha...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY!!-Finally comin towards the end of the week...My bro was sick tho..had to take him to hospital....he was fine...thnk god...then i met up wif giuli at delicious..i finally got to meet her!lol...how exciting...cassie and ram tagged along too...or and i bumped into ashish and sameer...tho there had to get back to work..i treated the kids to lunch...then walked cassie and ram to their exits..=P..haha..and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend some quality time wif giuli...she's a nice gal u know..reli engaging...haha..known her for years i guess..tho tis past few months have come real close....oh come on dude..dunt get the wrong idea!!PLS!!shes only 15...and i have my own love to worry bout...she's just a close fren...ppl are so narrow minded these days...seriously!?PEOPLE LOOK AT THE BIGGER PICTURE!!..dammit..so yeah i walked wif her...we walked at bv...wen around the same floor for god knows how many times...it was a brief moment for her..but boy was it just fun..haha...satisfying to meet a close fren...always..u get me rite?=)...walked her back to bv1 and off she went...We shall meet again soon k dear...real soon hopefully..=)..it was worth it i guess...haha..So yeah then i walked back home...and finally started on my final draft...submission date tmrw..words to write...2000...=S...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!!!TODAY!....I finished my draft..hardly slept the whole previous night..and i was reli sleepy in colz..i cudnt concentrate at all...thnk god there was futsal later...It was a reli gud today..scored two goals and made a few assists...teams finally gellin...gud work guys..but now my legs are dead...and im so tired..and i've got a conference to research tmrw....and then priya's party..Saturday here i come!gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya people..till the next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was half in love with her by the time we sat down.  That's the thing about girls.  Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-2735140235215152861?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/2735140235215152861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2735140235215152861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/2735140235215152861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people.html' title='Hello people..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-1777436811588817204</id><published>2009-04-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:27:51.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Strings.....</title><content type='html'>Let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;It's so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that aint real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can't like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that aint real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can't like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that aint real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can't like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last change to feel again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-1777436811588817204?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/1777436811588817204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken-strings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1777436811588817204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/1777436811588817204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken-strings.html' title='Broken Strings.....'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-6032989114048380619</id><published>2009-03-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:30:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship is pure..=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Wats a true friend?The one you always hang out with?Or chat wif on the phone daily?Nah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.&lt;/span&gt;They may not realise them wen ur happy and joyful but wen ur down they are the ones at ur side.They will be willin to sacrifice for your happiness. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;They accept us as we are yet helps us to be what we should..&lt;/span&gt;Their the ones hu will always be by ur side.answer on the first ring wen ya e&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;m..If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do.Think up something appropriate and do it.&lt;/span&gt;.Can a girl and a guy have a true friendship?Why not.Its not unheard of and in fact its the purest of friendship.It takes a lot of trust for a girl and a guy to be thick and close friends.But this is friendship at its best.Love is word tat is very seldom used among friends.But if you can for example tell a guy i love ya knowin very well tat he will understand wat it means and wont misread it,then tats a deep and true friendship.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable&lt;/span&gt;.U dunt need to hang out wif them often or talk wif them often.But u know they care for ya always and will be there wen u need them.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.Ever had a fren like tat?I know tis person aite.I've know them for years but not tat close.However recently in a short space of time..we have gotten reli close..I cud nv have imagine sumtin like tis happenin.True friendship doesnt need longetivity.It can happen wen u trust the person truly and know tat wen u say sumtin they will nv judge ya.The tings this person and i share is sumtin u can only tell sum1 wen u truly understand them.Tats the special relationship we have..somehow  we understand each other pretty well...its unexplainable..=)...Gems like them are rare.U got to look around closely to find them.I did.And i have no doubts bout tat.=)..Tho tis person mite think otherwise i dunt know but watever i just wrote its comin out from the heart..=).Every1 of us will eventually find a fren like tat keep searchin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait for the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; .how many of ya actually do tat?just check out on ur frens randomly..i tot as much..but its nv too late..There's not "secrets" between friends.Coz  everytin is said between them.How intimate,embrassing,or worried it can be but without a second doubt u tell tat person.Tat person well need i say more?=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.  If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.  If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.  If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.  But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;.For every1 of us there is a gem of a friend in this world..if u dunt yet..they will come to ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;..love may fail but true friendship can nv be tarnished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere.  Before a fren I may think aloud.  I am arrived at last in the presence of a sumone so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which I never put off, and may deal with a fren with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;.A true friend like tat person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;I would not swap for the favour of the kings of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;..=) Lastly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;a true friend reaches for your hand and touches your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; and at tat point mutual understanding exist between both of ya.Seek for tat elusive person people and gud luck!=)...Nites people!=D&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/6508018921651764595-6032989114048380619?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/6032989114048380619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship-is-pure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6032989114048380619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/6032989114048380619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship-is-pure.html' title='Friendship is pure..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-7040832198739692924</id><published>2009-03-24T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:47:10.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How people change..haha..</title><content type='html'>Colz was wet today..it was rainin the whole time...fuck..as if it wasnt cold already..nutin much happened in colz tho..After colz tho was okay...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G and C..=)&lt;br /&gt;Met them after colz today at mcds.Helpin C out wif her KST..so yeah just lepaked wif them..Gosh G is freakin amusin!she doesnt fail to suprise me!haha...well this two reli are made for each other..as frensla..u get it..they even have their own language..=S..haha..I've known G since she was a lil kid around 9 years old..now she's 14 goin on 15..and C since last year.Same age as G.So yeah like i was sayin this two were watchin videos and omg!the videos they were watchin!haha...and G actually got turned on!!She was like listenin to the sounds..and watchin the whole video!!WATS wrong wif ya!?haha...but then again..is their age...i suppose their learnin...tho didnt expect in tat way..haha...those two reli got lot to learn..=)..they were askin questions but guys were there wud be embrassin for the dudes..so yeah..Sum other time k..haha..Then G have i told ya she's amusin by just being herself..=)..haha..least C has some sense!!=P...G was waitin for her bf to call..and wen he does she ACCIDENTLY cuts the line..=D...haha...shud have seen her then..They had to go off for tuition so they left then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nways G and C..dunt ever change..=)...wudnt like ya any other way..take care both of ya..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okay to be fat.  So you're fat.  Just be fat and shut up about it.&lt;/span&gt;"This is for G tho as we tell her she's not..but she doesnt listen..haha....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-7040832198739692924?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/7040832198739692924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-people-changehaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7040832198739692924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/7040832198739692924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-people-changehaha.html' title='How people change..haha..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5430652542067764197</id><published>2009-03-23T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:47:40.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How ironic..=)</title><content type='html'>The other day i this quiz on facebook.It was to find out the date u die..haha...So yeah and it was on the 19th of October 2008!!Apparently i'm alredi dead..but wat suprised me was the date coz its a date tat significant in my life last year and of all the dates the comp cud have predicted it had to be that one..how ironic..=)..Nways back to colz today..weekends just flew by..fuck.so yeah wasnt too bad..met up wif buddies and today was the march intake..not much eye-catching girls tho..=P.Come on..least i'm honest..haha..Found out my class had a gay today..Tis guy(nt gona mention his name) is reli weird..=S..i mean seriously how weird can one get!?..Tis is wat happen aite...my maths teacher says tat the new students are reli gud at spec maths(a subject i'm takin)..so yeah and a bunch of us ask her.."hey teach are they guys or girls"..she says"their all guys"..u no wat this GAY does..he goes.."SOSEJ!!!"..=SSSSSSSS..WAT THE FUCK MAN!?..we guys were like DUDE!!!...he was like laughin...(scary)...then after a few min passed...he just speaks to himself..and say.."SOSEJ FEST"...=SSS...tats fucked up!!..gosh..i only got one ting to say..be straight dude..or ur gona be squared soon...the people these days..haha...so yeah the rest of the day was pretty alritey..oh yeah cassie smsed me..gotta meet up wif her tmrw...colz finishes at 3.30ish..got to rush back a bit i guess...no probs...oh yeah just did another quiz folks..and once again it ends up involvin my love life..why god why me...i did tis quiz where u find out how u die...tis is wat i got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the result is Murder&lt;br /&gt;You will die by being stabbed by someone you thought was your soulmate...turns out not. Your body will be never seen by another living person and your death remains a mystery to police".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how IRONIC...=S/=)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite cya all folks..if im alive...get it?get it?ah chucks..forget it...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;No one can understand love who has not experienced infatuation.  And no one can understand infatuation, no matter how many times he has experienced it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5430652542067764197?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5430652542067764197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5430652542067764197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5430652542067764197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-ironic.html' title='How ironic..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-4678312963671879324</id><published>2009-03-21T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:36:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River of Money..</title><content type='html'>Sup people...Went shopping wif my pal Jiva to Sungai Wang today.Guys need to shop too u know..haha...i mean we need shirts too!haha..and the best place is to this place.They have like discouts everywhere..Of coz you must no how to find it..I bought 4 pairs of shirts for 100bucks.Tats a gud deal..come on u cant argue wif tat.So yeah met up wif Jiva at devi's then took a cab to monorail sentral.From there took a train straight to bukit bintang.We explored the whole mall.Every corner i tink..haha..and then Jiva was tellin me some issues he had wif his gf so i was listenin intently guess hu i saw at famous amos..Geraldine!haha...cudnt recognise her tho...till she said hey!I was listenin to Jiva still so i was like "Hey wat you doing here and she said sumtin cudnt hear..=P..then she asked me i was like shoppin..she went..whyyyyy..i laughed a bit...but like i said jiva was tellin me tis serious ting so was still listenin...then she had to go,..she said bye..i was like yeah aite.Seriously sori didnt talk to ya much hun..u no i wud have loved to...dunt wori i still havent forgotten our lunch date..=).So yeah then Jiva had to go to Kolej Bandar...the colz his enrollin in.His doin ACCA.Its a Petaling Street.I tagged along.Then we went for lunch at our old stomping ground nasi kandar near UO.Gosh we used to go there everyday after skewl..Memories..=).Left and came back home bout 15 min ago.Phew!Tirin day people..nways gona go take a shower now..then get started on sum hw..Aite den till next time..cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;"The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.&lt;/span&gt;"..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&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/6508018921651764595-4678312963671879324?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/4678312963671879324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/river-of-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4678312963671879324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/4678312963671879324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/river-of-money.html' title='River of Money..'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5155222818174652005</id><published>2009-03-20T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:04:32.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacko friday...</title><content type='html'>Its friday!Seems like yesterday it was monday...gosh...time is flyin by too fast these days...Colz was okey i guess.Went back at 12.30 coz i was suppose to have drivin class at 3.00 but then it got canceled!Idiots..So then i took a cab and rushed back to colz coz i presume i cud make it for futsal.However my team decided not to go today...oh at least most of them..so yeah then took a ride back home wif ash.I totally wasted my time!Dammit.and 6 bucks for cab!Fuckla..and now i'm back home and theres nutin to do except loads of hw....loads of them....my advise to school students...enjoy skewl life...seriously coz in colz...u'll love it..but not the workload..I nv did hw for years and now suddenly it counts to my overall grades..dammit.Aite den gona go find sumtin to eat..reli hungry..cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack.  Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5155222818174652005?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5155222818174652005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/wacko-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5155222818174652005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5155222818174652005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/wacko-friday.html' title='Wacko friday...'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-915237886959817248</id><published>2009-03-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:54:43.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring...</title><content type='html'>Gosh gym was tiring..hadnt gone in a week..after like 45 min i cudnt do nymore..but i had to push myself coz no pain no gain people aso yeah spent another hour and by the time i was done cud barely move a muscle...it still hurts...but it will be worth it in the end i guess.The worst part was gettin back home had to walk from BV2 all the way back to my house near SMKBB..reached home and slept straight.(i took a bath at the gym of coz..wat were u tinkin!?=)..)..then my parents came back home and it was time for my drive around wif my dad.His teachin me how to drive.My dad can be a pain sumtimes.I mean heck i'm a new driver i'm bound to do mistakes there and here and he screams in the car!I mean i'm drivin for god sake!!Today i was like dad..SHUT UP!!and he was like ur goin too fast!i got so pissed..i said another word and i'm gona go crash the both of us!so yeah we went on arguing all the way..Trust me dad teachin son driving always has its problems.But oh well least i drived.Tmrw is my first driving class...finally!been waiting a month!idiots runnin the place.I've got the car at home but no license!Sad rite?=(.Just finished my physics and english assignments.Damn tired still..probably gona head to bed soon.Tmrw is friday.Time just flies wen ur in colz.Trust me on tat.Aite den..Nites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take on friendship..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.  If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.  If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.  If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.  But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enuf ppl?haha..cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-915237886959817248?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/915237886959817248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/915237886959817248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/915237886959817248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiring.html' title='Tiring...'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-3657610641076522506</id><published>2009-03-19T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:27:21.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate thursdays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                       Hey there...just came back from colz....gosh wen ur havin a cold dunt go to taylors hartamas!I swear its bad..real bad..did i mentioned its the coldest colz around!?yeah the air conditioning is aligned wif the hartamas mall next door...so "apparently" they cant increase the temperatures...so everyday its like we're in winter or sumtin..most people where a sweater and stuff like tat...remember  a guy wore a scarf once..oh well u get the point..so yeah i had a cold but i cudnt skip colz coz had to pass up some chem shit...the moment i stepped into colz knew i was in for a rough day.Cudnt stop sneezin and hardly concentrated in class.Aswin my close mate skipped colz today so yeah it was borin coz his usually the joker...haha...Oooh today was the 19th!Hot dogs for 2 bucks at 1901!!!=P.Ridz and I skipped LAN to go get some dogs to avoid the crowd later.Got the dogs then went to mamak to eat maggi mee goreng.Best mamak food out there..haha.After tat went to the supermarket downstairs to get some condensed milk for Ridz stall.(Theres this food carnival goin on and ridz FOOD CLUB are sellin hot chocolate).As we passed the 1901 place it was packed!!So a lot of familiar places and even teachers!haha..everybody is so cheapskate!haha...(includin me i guess.=P).&lt;br /&gt;                        Then we went to his hot choc place..i went back to class to enjoy my hot dog.Its worth the money i tell u that.=D.Then went to Ridz place to get some hot choc.(It was terrible..thnk god he wudnt read tis..).Divya and Cassie were sellin some sweets and candy next to Ridz.So i stayed there and just chatted wif them and Ridz.Had nutin to do coz it was my lunchtime n i alredi ate.I skipped LAN remember?haha..Then Elena and Roshinni joined us.And Elena and I got bored ended up playin wif the sweets..You no those Yummy yomo?yummy sumtinla...and they were marshmallows too.We played blackjack wif the sweets..=P..So much for college kids ah?haha!.So yeah then after tat was spec maths and maths.Nutin eventful just played Louis's Spot the Difference game in his Itouch.Then rushed back home after colz and here i am..Blogging..Gona head to the gym now.And later drive around wif my dad.The days still young..Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6508018921651764595-3657610641076522506?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/3657610641076522506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-thursdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3657610641076522506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/3657610641076522506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-thursdays.html' title='Hate thursdays...'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-21809909853294051</id><published>2009-03-17T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:10:20.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a fren of mine..=)</title><content type='html'>Relationships issues.I've tried my best to help her but i doubt i am.Reli sorry.For the problem the she is in can only reli be solved by her.Do u love him?If u do then i trust u will do the rite ting.But if dunt then dunt waste a second.Coz the longer u hold on things will only get worse.Ur young and love will come again.If its not meant to be then its just not.However sayin that i'm not encouraging ya to break up.Problems can be sorted out.You and only you alone know whether u can come out of this mess.Whatever choice u make u no u've got a fren you can count on.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Let him be himself,and u be urself&lt;br /&gt;                                 Hence be true to urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-21809909853294051?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/21809909853294051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-fren-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/21809909853294051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/21809909853294051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-fren-of-mine.html' title='For a fren of mine..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-400201869795216023</id><published>2009-03-17T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:51:43.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amore..=)</title><content type='html'>Amore....it means love in Italian..the language of love...=).There's this guy i know,a real nice young lad.He fell in love one day.What is love?do u know wen ur in love?Love people is wen ur like sumone so much..u cant stop tinkin bout her.Every second not tinkin bout her is a second wasted.Mind u i dunt mean being paranoid.Nah ah.Its just u tink of tat her coz u care for her.When the time comes where her happiness is more important than urs and u will do anytin to see a smile on tat face.Then my fren your in love..=).Nways back to the lil story people.Yeah he fell in love wif this gal.It wasnt love at first sight(is there such a ting)..his feelings for her gradually grew.He made the first step.He called her one night.His hand literally trembled as he dialled her number.Thats how scared he was.When she answered for a few seconds he was speechless..and then he said HEY.From then on the love part of his life was well and truly away.Days and nights pass by and there wasnt a week in which he failed to speak to her.Then he told her i like u.He knew she would say no but he tot it was better she knew now.Of coz she said no.But wat he wanted to c was her reaction in the aftermath of tat incident.And it was all gud.They continued the calls as tho nutin happend.And he called her as frequent as he cud.Without hearing her voice he became restless.His love for her was deep.Alas the feeling wasnt mutual.&lt;br /&gt;              She may have answered his call.Talk to him.Meet him.But her heart belonged to someone else.She liked another man.His heart was crushed.He did not forsee this.How did he miss it?Then he made a decision.Her happiness is wat matters.So he chose to move away.BUT then he found about the guy.And wat he heard about the guy wasnt nice to hear.If only she knew shu wud be crushed.So u no wat he did..he sought to win her over.Yes he will do tat.He'll open his heart to her for TAT guy doesnt deserve her for TAT guy doesnt appreciate her.And he was back on the trail again.He was completely oblivious to her likin for TAT guy.And then her birthday came.Boy he planned an awsome one for her.It truly was a memorable evening.Things will lookin gud now.She had started to respond to him.And everytin was fine but then suddenly he sensed her driftin further away.The usual cosyness they shared wasnt there anymore it was as tho he was doin all the talkin and she was listenin reluctantly.So he too tried to let her be....&lt;br /&gt;           He tried avoidin her in the hope tat things will work out for the best.And it did.She called him.Smsed him.It was the other way around for a while and he had his hopes up.Finally tat day came.The day where he would tell her his feelings for her.For the 2nd time.He had it all planned.ALAS then he heard a heartbreaking news from a fren.She still liked TAT guy.He was pissed..heartbroken..it took the life out of him.Why did she do tis he asked?cud she not have told me?It wud have been less painful.Then he spent the rest of the nite away drownin in his sorrows.The lowest point in his life.He doubt he wud ever feel again.It was a new year the next day.And he wasnt pissed at her nymore..u no wat he did?He let her go.He had put her happiness beyond his.Nvm tat he loved her so dearly to his heart.She nv did.And it wasnt her fault either for He loving her can never be her fault.So he let her go....hoping she at least wud lead a gud and loving relationship wif tat guy.He even tried to help her wif tat guy.He meanwhile was left wif repairing the broken pieces of his life but for her its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;        Love is a beatiful feeling.One has to experience it to feel like he feels.I hope everybody find theirs soulmate out there.Remember love her/he more than urself for their heart belongs to you.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-400201869795216023?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/400201869795216023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/amore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/400201869795216023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/400201869795216023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/amore.html' title='Amore..=)'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508018921651764595.post-5951227892765714993</id><published>2009-03-17T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:19:46.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey people!</title><content type='html'>Everyone has been tellin me to get a blog lately...so yeah i finally did it!Tho updatin it regularly is gona be freakin hard. but hey i'll try my best ya..=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508018921651764595-5951227892765714993?l=hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/feeds/5951227892765714993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5951227892765714993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508018921651764595/posts/default/5951227892765714993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hariishinfatuation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people.html' title='Hey people!'/><author><name>Hariish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164059263081647059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ey6m03JGUh8/Srx-PqKhBxI/AAAAAAAAARY/8xHlLAggXp0/S220/memememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
