<?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-7802355</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:46:29.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrique's Wardrobe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-114985186484765596</id><published>2006-06-09T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:17:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new.</title><content type='html'>"Every ending comes a new begining"..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a world today.My life revolves so much among my friends that I hardly think about myself.I'm so dead single now and most of the time,i get jealous over the cheesy part of some shows on TV.Hermie is in camp now and I'll miss his entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite lately,i met this someone who I least expected to be frens with.Maybe it was faith that brings the friendship between us bloom.She's a nice person thou and always there to make me think before telling a lie.I've also encountered a situation to help out in a big unorganise event that made me to realized that she's not a slacker at all.More to come and wanting to know u better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and nana,we're just friends and its kinda sad.It has been like almost 3 years of togetherness and finally we reach a point of separation.I don't feel depressed now cus she's there to make me feel like we're still together sometimes.Despite her attitude problem,i think she really appreciate my presences.I will defenitely miss her company at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the past weeks,i've met new friends who are funny or even funnier and also world champions(*tht is if u know wad i mean).My 20th birthday was excellent with lots of treats and such.The private GB party organised by my ex classmates was terribly awesome.I love it.That was "F" good.That one night on the eve of my birthday was memorable yet lovely.Nana's presents was terrible too expensive and i went like googoogaagaa over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for making me happy and still smiling.love u all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-114985186484765596?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/114985186484765596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=114985186484765596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186484765596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186484765596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2006/06/new_114985186484765596.html' title='new.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-114985186245131519</id><published>2006-06-09T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:17:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new.</title><content type='html'>"Every ending comes a new begining"..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a world today.My life revolves so much among my friends that I hardly think about myself.I'm so dead single now and most of the time,i get jealous over the cheesy part of some shows on TV.Hermie is in camp now and I'll miss his entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite lately,i met this someone who I least expected to be frens with.Maybe it was faith that brings the friendship between us bloom.She's a nice person thou and always there to make me think before telling a lie.I've also encountered a situation to help out in a big unorganise event that made me to realized that she's not a slacker at all.More to come and wanting to know u better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and nana,we're just friends and its kinda sad.It has been like almost 3 years of togetherness and finally we reach a point of separation.I don't feel depressed now cus she's there to make me feel like we're still together sometimes.Despite her attitude problem,i think she really appreciate my presences.I will defenitely miss her company at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the past weeks,i've met new friends who are funny or even funnier and also world champions(*tht is if u know wad i mean).My 20th birthday was excellent with lots of treats and such.The private GB party organised by my ex classmates was terribly awesome.I love it.That was "F" good.That one night on the eve of my birthday was memorable yet lovely.Nana's presents was terrible too expensive and i went like googoogaagaa over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for making me happy and still smiling.love u all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-114985186245131519?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/114985186245131519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=114985186245131519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186245131519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186245131519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2006/06/new_114985186245131519.html' title='new.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-114985186029046905</id><published>2006-06-09T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:17:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new,</title><content type='html'>"Every ending comes a new begining"..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a world today.My life revolves so much among my friends that I hardly think about myself.I'm so dead single now and most of the time,i get jealous over the cheesy part of some shows on TV.Hermie is in camp now and I'll miss his entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite lately,i met this someone who I least expected to be frens with.Maybe it was faith that brings the friendship between us bloom.She's a nice person thou and always there to make me think before telling a lie.I've also encountered a situation to help out in a big unorganise event that made me to realized that she's not a slacker at all.More to come and wanting to know u better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and nana,we're just friends and its kinda sad.It has been like almost 3 years of togetherness and finally we reach a point of separation.I don't feel depressed now cus she's there to make me feel like we're still together sometimes.Despite her attitude problem,i think she really appreciate my presences.I will defenitely miss her company at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the past weeks,i've met new friends who are funny or even funnier and also world champions(*tht is if u know wad i mean).My 20th birthday was excellent with lots of treats and such.The private GB party organised by my ex classmates was terribly awesome.I love it.That was "F" good.That one night on the eve of my birthday was memorable yet lovely.Nana's presents was terrible too expensive and i went like googoogaagaa over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for making me happy and still smiling.love u all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-114985186029046905?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/114985186029046905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=114985186029046905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186029046905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985186029046905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2006/06/new_09.html' title='new,'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-114985155973877404</id><published>2006-06-09T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:12:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new.</title><content type='html'>"Every ending comes a new begining"..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a world today.My life revolves so much among my friends that I hardly think about myself.I'm so dead single now and most of the time,i get jealous over the cheesy part of some shows on TV.Hermie is in camp now and I'll miss his entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite lately,i met this someone who I least expected to be frens with.Maybe it was faith that brings the friendship between us bloom.She's a nice person thou and always there to make me think before telling a lie.I've also encountered a situation to help out in a big unorganise event that made me to realized that she's not a slacker at all.More to come and wanting to know u better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and nana,we're just friends and its kinda sad.It has been like almost 3 years of togetherness and finally we reach a point of separation.I don't feel depressed now cus she's there to make me feel like we're still together sometimes.Despite her attitude problem,i think she really appreciate my presences.I will defenitely miss her company at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the past weeks,i've met new friends who are funny or even funnier and also world champions(*tht is if u know wad i mean).My 20th birthday was excellent with lots of treats and such.The private GB party organised by my ex classmates was terribly awesome.I love it.That was "F" good.That one night on the eve of my birthday was memorable yet lovely.Nana's presents was terrible too expensive and i went like googoogaagaa over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for making me happy and still smiling.love u all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-114985155973877404?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/114985155973877404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=114985155973877404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985155973877404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/114985155973877404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2006/06/new.html' title='new.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-113700978572505705</id><published>2006-01-12T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T04:06:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my return</title><content type='html'>Been taking a long break since my last posts.I mean you guys might think I'm long gone to heaven? haha..Here are some updates.I'm working at coffee club now and the best part is welath is all coming now.I'm feeling so happy. GOnna clear all my debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promise i'm gonna write 25 things why i like about nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Her kiss melts me.&lt;br /&gt;ii. Very kind of her to come to work just to see me.&lt;br /&gt;iii. My walking bank where I can always withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;iv. Her ass.&lt;br /&gt;v. She’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;vi. Like to give funny and cute expression.&lt;br /&gt;vii. Listen to my instructions.&lt;br /&gt;viii. Able to communicate more efficiently with me now.&lt;br /&gt;ix. Smokes together with me. This means that we can die together.&lt;br /&gt;x. She likes to “AHPA-AHMAH!”.&lt;br /&gt;xi. Hugs me to keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;xii. Eats my food.&lt;br /&gt;xiii. She’s makes me fat.&lt;br /&gt;xiv. Introduce me to more friends.&lt;br /&gt;xv. Correct my English when it’s broken.&lt;br /&gt;xvi. Always there to hear my sadness and bitching.&lt;br /&gt;xvii. Gives me hope not to quit.&lt;br /&gt;xviii. Keeps me updated on her frens and also herself.&lt;br /&gt;xix. Take bus home together.&lt;br /&gt;xx. She likes my smelly pillow.&lt;br /&gt;xxi. Sit on me when I’m noisy.&lt;br /&gt;xxii. Hit me when I’m not funny.&lt;br /&gt;xxiii. Holding her hand.&lt;br /&gt;xxiv. We love to wrestle.&lt;br /&gt;xxv. Pillow fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-113700978572505705?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/113700978572505705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=113700978572505705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113700978572505705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113700978572505705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-return.html' title='my return'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-113079746752074284</id><published>2005-11-01T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:24:27.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gate crashing</title><content type='html'>SInce today was the first day of school,there're new stuffs going on.The normal bus passengers were different and more unknown people are boarding 184 from hunks to chickies.My lecturers for this semester seems averagely interesting and I dunno if its gonna create an impact or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gate crashed at a Masscom Lecture from 2-6 to accompany Nana and it was worth it i tell u.Very interesting lecturers and learned some new stuffs about video angles,marketing and more.Met new fren like Desserri,the &lt;em&gt;female tad&lt;/em&gt;pole cus she has this interesting tail on the back of her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing when I stepped into the lecture theathe,I felt like an &lt;strong&gt;Alien&lt;/strong&gt; cus everyone was like looking and those familiar faces were like "WAD U DOIN HERE?"For like 4 hours of illegal permit,I was treated like a Masscom student.So you guys can try to doing like wad i did but dun get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed for COffee Club to dine in with Shuying,Jess and Samantha while nana and andrew has to work.I had to entertain this group of girls by telling them some ghost stories.Its wierd when ghost stories are supposed to be scary but then they were like laughing instead of feeling scared.Maybe i shud learn to do more entertaining story-telling.Knew them a little more and &lt;em&gt;some views regarding some issues&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in a house crash mood.Today is Deepavali,who's the victim? VAdai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-113079746752074284?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/113079746752074284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=113079746752074284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113079746752074284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113079746752074284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/11/gate-crashing.html' title='gate crashing'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-113070544425292038</id><published>2005-10-31T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T05:15:35.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling excited</title><content type='html'>Some new issues has caught my attention lately.Nana's like so serious about the testimonial incident thingy and i'm like very confused about it.Now we have 2 people fighting against one another and the best part both are strangers.Just give urself a break la.Its not worth fighting really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder testimonials can be really a bad thing.Now i'm afraid to get one.LOL.But then the testimonial Syidah send me wasnt appropriate at all.Some part i agree with nana that she shud be mad cus Syidah hardly knows her and shud not make assumptions.However,Nana should think that she can fight for her rights but there's always a limit to everything.This is gonna spark hard if no one stops it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syidah,a stranger whom I only know for a less than a month is like so concern about me and entitling me as her "Bro"(wierd indeed).Maybe its a fren2 thingy and its fine but if its like God brother and such,&lt;strong&gt;HELL NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.I already have siblings that are non controlable.So,i dun need more.Its nice when sometimes people whom u dun know very well is willing to sacrifise for you and that shows that person appreciates your presences but not to that extend.Honestly,I think she's a little psycho and sometimes she talks to herself.Maybe its because of the past.This is goin outta hand if i dun intervene.So someting has to be done.I'm dealing with 2 hard headed girls who hardly gives up.This is tough but a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,there's always the happy part to all issues.Since we're back together,I'm like smiling everyday cus i feel secured and all.Like what Emel said,she's gonna come back and it did.This is a miracle.But then again,I shud learn my mistakes back then and put in more effort in this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shocking la.Lemme tell u a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begins from my place.I was terribly asleep cus i was very tired.She was online doing some of her nagging and bitching in her blog.Then,it was like already time for her to leave for work but i was still asleep.She woke me up and told me she was leaving.Then i told her I was tired and all.But then she kept telling me some guy gonna pick her up.So i woke up cus i knew her intentions.She wanted me to send her.I sacrifise my sleeping time and send her and tats when i tink she got touched and it all begins.The long walk to the interchange was a really meaningful and memorable one.&lt;strong&gt;I love you so much until u piss me off&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! so the bottom line is dun fight with strangers cus u dunno wad strategies they have or even connections.If it's war of words,its fine but not physical war.I dun want u to die or get hurt or wad.Remember your love ones,&lt;s&gt;dun speed&lt;/s&gt; fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIgh.School's starting soon at 10 later.fush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/Jpg002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/Jpg002.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-113070544425292038?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/113070544425292038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=113070544425292038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113070544425292038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113070544425292038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-feeling-excited.html' title='I&apos;m feeling excited'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-113066936308028367</id><published>2005-10-30T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:49:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reattached</title><content type='html'>After a long struggle and a complicating war,I stand tall victorious.I reattached again.Firstly,I would like to thank my online viewers or maybe hommies that has always be on my side.Thanks to the bunch of people who gave me advises.I'm so god damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,tomorrow we're all goin back to poly life and its gonna suck i tink for quite abit till we adapt to our routine school schedule.Hari Raya's coming and I'm hell excited over it..gonna be happy and make more investments.Stay tuned for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-113066936308028367?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/113066936308028367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=113066936308028367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113066936308028367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113066936308028367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/reattached.html' title='reattached'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-113019338801152141</id><published>2005-10-25T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:45:22.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelingless.</title><content type='html'>back to blog..Things are getting a little better and I'm always feeling good and all.Fush..i've been escaping from fasting like for few days already.Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a terrible day yesterday morning and its gonna be the No 7 next time.sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,she there when i need somebody to fall back for.I love you..I'm so in love with u.. You know you and I'm not gonna tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning french dammit next semester and its so cool..I'm gonna like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago,the ex 5A broke our fasts at al amin..here are some pics we took...enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P1290168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P1290168.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P12901651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P12901651.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P1290166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P1290166.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P1290160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P1290160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P12901611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P12901611.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P1290171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P1290171.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P12901722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P12901722.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P12901703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P12901703.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/P12901691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/P12901691.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-113019338801152141?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/113019338801152141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=113019338801152141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113019338801152141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/113019338801152141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/feelingless.html' title='feelingless.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112983178914224303</id><published>2005-10-21T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T02:09:49.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>Back in action..Been missing cus i rarely have time to write an entry.I'm starting to feel less like shit.Maybe i shud keep myself busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results were good and very satisfying.Met new frens in my neighbourhood recently.Oh well,its jus cool to have lotsa frens listening to your problems and giving their views about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still missing her but i dunno.. BIg day coming ahead.wish me luck..brrroommm X2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112983178914224303?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112983178914224303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112983178914224303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112983178914224303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112983178914224303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/back_21.html' title='back'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112910446417481178</id><published>2005-10-12T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:07:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on</title><content type='html'>I'm recovering from the past and I'm still trying.We had lotsa fun the other day.It was jus 2 of us at WestCOast Park climbing,singing,dancing and everything was awesome.It feels nice when she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,we had a double date with Lynn and Kevin and us.It was fun to meet the new guy.We went around town and played pool till we met some of the wasabes.I enjoy the part when i send nana home.We played ""CHiKOUPAH"" and it was very exciting.I tink i'm getting good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wierd this days when people kept staring at me especially girls to woman.I'm not good looking and i tink I'm not attractive.Its like everytime for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAds happening?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112910446417481178?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112910446417481178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112910446417481178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112910446417481178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112910446417481178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/moving-on.html' title='moving on'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112888131019303989</id><published>2005-10-10T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T02:08:34.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>Today was really a wonderful day where the truth reveals and people whu is already upset gets worser.The Wasabes were supposed to break fast at Far East PLaza this evening.We're smoking outside Far East when we collided with Eishaa,"MY BESTEST GF" and herman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless and i cudden do anything but jus look into nana's eyes and feel disappointed.FOr once,when i looked into her eyes,Memories we had and shared appears non stop in front of me.Then again,i looked at Herman and thought.Wad he has that makes him so GOD DAMN SPECIAL when I'm jus as ordinary as he is.I cudden handle my feelings anymore.Moments of tearing was signalling to show the "GO" sign.I jus cudden tear again cus it would be horrible but jus walk away was the only solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightside of that was the later part.We had to fiest wonderful and mouth watering dishes and we all go "UUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAALLLLLAAAAAAAAAA".We bumped into David and he said he saw my ex GF,NANA..i got sad again..Wierd la..I wonder again..Wad are all this? ANy signs or clues?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112888131019303989?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112888131019303989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112888131019303989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112888131019303989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112888131019303989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112880370871045887</id><published>2005-10-09T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T04:39:54.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All over or not?</title><content type='html'>I guess my love chapter with nana is over.NAna wants to move on and be with another guy.I can just feel upset.I'm so hurt inside.I feel so emo now.I've always been trying to save this relationship but it's force to drown.I've tried my best to give wad she wants but this time,I'm still a loser.I dun regret putting all my efforts but its just hurt to see its useless.It sucks entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people shud just keep thier mouth shut.I smsed Imran yesterday and told him not to give Nana more pressure cus he has feelings for her.I respect his feelings and this is how he repays me.Nana is troubled with so much things to consider.I pity her for that.I remembered clearly it was a man to man talk!I said to keep it away from Nana cus she will sure be mad.She always think i'll do the cruel conversations to make people back out.At least she must be thankful that I understand her feelings but then she scolded me.That Bugger told her the different shit!Fuck head.WHy are  people thinking that I'm always the bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana said she has the right to know.But what about me!How upset can u be when someone call u a "despo" when ur fighting ur way into the circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it all about selfishness.When a person wants something,they even try doing cruel stuffs that harms.Be a man! do the right way like any other ordinary man.I dunno why I'm writing this junk cus i'm just angry and upset in many ways.I dunno to give up or not!she's pushing me out of the circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're best-frens now.I know at least we're frens but its just different.I wont get over this for such a short period of time.I cant believe how nana can get over this quickly.My dreams and feelings are shattered.My brains are tired thinking too much to impress her.I'm just a loser.I've lost her and everything.Wad else do all u fuckers want? I've got nothing else to offer.I feel raped. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when a miracle strikes,i can get her back.I wish it could happen without myself knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaa..if u were to see this."I love you too much. I've gone over the limits to get u back!Althought i lost,I'm proud that at least I tried and put in enormous efforts. I'll walk back slowly to where it we begin our journey.It's up to u to fetch me back or i'll wait for someone else to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALLAH! PLEASE HELP ME!REPLY MY PRAYERS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112880370871045887?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112880370871045887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112880370871045887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112880370871045887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112880370871045887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-over-or-not.html' title='All over or not?'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112863245162610241</id><published>2005-10-06T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T05:14:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;-=I Might not be a handsome Prince but I've a loyal heart you can rely on=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/1600/in%20the%20bus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/830/499/200/in%20the%20bus1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is very tiring.I had to be at Novena square to pay my Daddy's bloody bills.I went to yishun later to take nana's badge from Imran.After which,i fetch her from her house and send her to work.Despite reaching her workplace early,we went to detour the malls in Holland Village.I tink they have very tasty chocolates that makes nana goes GUGUGAGA!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on time to get home to break the fast.ABout 7.30,Predator fetch me and we went for our prayers till about 9.30.I was supposed to fetch Nana but it was raining heavily.However,i know that she will be pissed.So i decided to fetch her from the interchange instead and it was worth-while cus she's happy.When she's happy,i even happier.(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to accept the fact that nana's still having friendly dates and i must be cool about it.I will promise myself not to make her angry.But hey some good news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE"RE DATING TOMORROW! I"M SO OVER THE MOON..NANA AND I PASS OUR EXAMS WITH SATISFACTORY GRADES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might wanna get her a flower to show that i appreciate her presence...Wad flower is nice? Sunflower? Rose? orchid? or a BIG one..CAULIFLOWER!hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112863245162610241?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112863245162610241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112863245162610241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112863245162610241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112863245162610241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112844489564608723</id><published>2005-10-05T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:23:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana is obsessed with the peace thingy and its kinda cute la..I just love her too much.Tried to lift her up today and my brother pushed me from the back,i tink i sprain  my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to JB yesterday to accompany Ahmad and Hafiz to get their bikes modified.Nana left work early and had to come all the way to BP.Luckily Adam was available to pick her up to Yew Tee.She slept over at my place.I'm not gonna tell wad happen..Private..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day,we went Guardians to get her ""TAMPON"",i guess tats the spelling.As usual Nana dared me to go to the counter to pay it.I did..The 2 ladies at the counter was like shocked and one of them whispered to her patner,"Does men uses this" in Malay.Nana was heavily laughing like a cunning fox.I shivered when i was queuing up.HAhaha..but i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOurs ago,nana and i got onto our fren's bike and illegally went round and round the neighbourhood.I jus cant wait when the real thing comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Imran's for a hircut with her and all new me.Thinking again, u&lt;em&gt;(*u know whu)&lt;/em&gt; have overshot ur way to get even with me.I'm looking for a brighter day tomorrow.Always look on the bright side of life.Tomorrow's fasting and buggers enjoy all day eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112827653872632404</id><published>2005-10-03T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T02:08:58.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last entry was a little sad.Feeling sad everyday makes me try to make myself busy.&lt;br /&gt;I played a soccer match today go against veterans who are still trim and fit.We lost the match 1-0.Fucking hell! or else 3 straight wins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112827653872632404?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112827653872632404/comments/default' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112827277501217360</id><published>2005-10-03T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T02:10:08.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An honest mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An honest mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blogging cus I'm lazy.Nana and i have broke up for almost 3 months.This time is real bad cus she dating 2 others.1 of them is my "FRIEND" while the other is not,he doesnt believe in god.Well,I knew i've made a very big mistake when she wanted me back cus i really thought she wasnt ready till one day,she got over the break up and moved on without giving me any clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset cus my feelings for her is still strong and growing.Even though we're not together,I always tell her that i love her to give her assurance that i will be back.An incident happened when i cannot forgive myself.Nana was at her class chalet and invited Herman,the one who doesnt believe in God.I didnt know about it at first till i asked nana.She said it was a class chalet and no outsider could sleep over.FIne.My hp prepaid was running low on that day so i cudden call her.I was in JB with azlan that day looking for dealers to print some wasabe shirts.I even asked him to hurry up cus i tot i could be able to make it for the chalet.When i got home,i gave her a call and she wasnt in the chalet.She called me later that nite.The next day,they had to book out of that chalet.She said "I MISS U FAZ WHEN I WAS AT THE CHALET" but someone else was there.They even had alcohol intake in the chalet.I was so angry with anna cus Fasting month is in like few day.Apart from that,she said she wanted to get even cus i've dated other girls before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,I didnt date my long time ex gf but we went out to look for nana's 17th birthday gift.My ex gf wanted to help.If i were to tell nana,she will get pissed.Thats for sure.The second and last one was my far cousin,we went out cus a few day before i fought with nana.She gave me a peck on my cheek to cheer me up.Is that a wrong thing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana is now dating 3 men and I'm one of them.If it was really a wrong thing i did before,i'm remorseful.I'm seeking for another chance to come back to nana.Now i feel insecure.Nana loves me and loves Herman at the same time.I've apoligised to her,cry like i never before,sang to her while playing a guitar,buy her favourite "GUmmy Bears" candy before i meet her,make her short letters telling her i wan her back.&lt;br /&gt;But,she's still have feelings for that guy.I've tried my best and this is all i can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when i call nana,herman is on the other line.I'm so sad and if i give up,i'm worried that nana will get influenced and become worst.I still love her and i'm getting her close frens to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsn't sad when someone u still love date other people.I've proof to nana earlier in the past relationship that I'm capable of goin into a long term relationship.CUs when we got together,Nadiah broke up with Zen and nana said "I tink I and Faz will also break up laa after 2-3 months".But then we hit almost 2 years till this trajedy happens.It can still be continued but it all depends on nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost a week i kept crying every night feeling scared to lose nana and thinking to ways to make her happy.My frens have spoken to her and as i say it all relies on her decision.My heart tells me to give up,cus i still have hope but my brains keep whispering to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is what she's doin now making u happy?&lt;br /&gt;How do u know if she kisses her other dates apart from u?&lt;br /&gt;She dun even know ur crying cus u love her while she's happily entertained by others on the phone every night!&lt;br /&gt;Does she feel sad like u do?&lt;br /&gt;Did she even care when u cudden have the appetite to eat for 4 days and lost 4 kgs cus u felt disappointed.All u did for that 4 days was just CRYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions i kept thinking but my hearts says NO! i still wanna listen to my heart but till when will i always feel like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112827277501217360?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112827277501217360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112827277501217360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112827277501217360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112827277501217360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/10/honest-mistake.html' title='An honest mistake'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-112006520660563885</id><published>2005-06-30T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T01:13:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fengshui Horoscope</title><content type='html'>This is cool. You really need to try without &lt;br /&gt;cheating......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take just a couple of minutes to take this &lt;br /&gt;test &amp; see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest this tells the truth -- it's &lt;br /&gt;pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write your answers on a piece of paper, &lt;br /&gt;and NO cheating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which is your favorite color: red, black, &lt;br /&gt;blue, green, or yellow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your first initial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your month of birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which color do you like more, black or white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name of a person of the same sex as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like California or Florida more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like a lake or the ocean more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Write down a wish (a realistic one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're done, scroll down. (Don't cheat).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red - You are alert and your life is full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black - you are conservative and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green - your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue - you are spontaneous and love kisses and&lt;br /&gt;affection from the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow-you are a very happy person and give &lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;advice to those who are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If your initial is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - K: You have a lot of love and friendships in &lt;br /&gt;your &lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - R: You try to enjoy your life to the maximum&lt;br /&gt;And your love life is soon to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Z: You like to help others and your future love &lt;br /&gt;life looks very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were born in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan-Mar: The year will go very well for you and&lt;br /&gt;you will discover that you fall in love with &lt;br /&gt;someone &lt;br /&gt;totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April-June: You will have a strong love &lt;br /&gt;Relationship &lt;br /&gt;that will last long but the memories will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July-Sep: You will have a great year and will &lt;br /&gt;experience a major life-changing experience for &lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct-Dec: Your love life will not be too great, but&lt;br /&gt;eventually you will find your soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you chose .. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black: Your life will take on a different direction,&lt;br /&gt;it will seem hard at the time but will be the best&lt;br /&gt;thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White: You will have a friend who completely &lt;br /&gt;confides in you and would do anything for you, &lt;br /&gt;but &lt;br /&gt;you may not realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This person is your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. This is how many close friends you have in your&lt;br /&gt;lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California: You like adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida: You are a laid back person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your lover&lt;br /&gt;and are very reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. This wish will come true! Only if you Repost&lt;br /&gt;this in 1 hour will your wish come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-112006520660563885?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/112006520660563885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=112006520660563885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112006520660563885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/112006520660563885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/06/fengshui-horoscope.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Fengshui Horoscope&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111997440212709956</id><published>2005-06-28T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:00:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's outing</title><content type='html'>I went for a movie today with nana to watch "a lot about love" and it's perfect.It was worth every single cent and we bought lotsa food.Thou it brings back fond memories but it seems that things cant be like wad he had before.The ending part of the outing was very sad .Not in the mood to write so much.be back with more tales...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111979835589932229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111979835589932229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111979835589932229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-gallery.html' title='&lt;em&gt;New gallery&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111954402620360416</id><published>2005-06-24T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T00:27:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ending Chapters</title><content type='html'>I will be shutting off this blog account soon cus i'm lazy to update about my sucky life.Things might not be interesting now but I'm looking for a new head start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister juz left for the States this morning.It has been nice to see her around and when she leaves,we feel sad la.Hope to see her again.Maybe now she's on the way to LA then transit to OHio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so tired and also stress now.Feeling bored and also wanna go for a fast ride around my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes..closing my blog cus no one also visits them regularly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111867447824120126</id><published>2005-06-13T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:54:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Events</title><content type='html'>Well I'm back to update about my hell days.My 19th Birthday just passed on June the 7th and it wasn't celebrated well.I was a little upset on that day.I'm so single and unwanted now.Life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since we became ordinary friends and it feels so wierd.I've been working out and swimming alot to ease my loneliness.Looking on the brighter side, I'm so doing well in school and I'm happy about it. I’ve got the momentum now.Gonna get back my As and Bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week,we had a class gathering to celebrate my belated birthday and also a class outing but its ok.No song and no cake. :[ That’s not the point.Too old for presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming and gym.PLayed tennis for the first time in the afternoon.It was like&lt;br /&gt;damn hot and was fun but tiring.:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start BBqing at 6 and I was touched nana came with Lynn.We had a good time laughing and they sneak inside the male toilet at the end of the BBq to look for me,clement and shaun.It was so funny cus clement and i was in the sauna and they suddenly pop in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest went home and only 5 of us stayed.Shaun,clement,lynn and nana and myself.We went for pool at Bukit timah till 2am.We had late supper and didnt know wad to do next.In the end,they went to my place and overnite.Slept like a pig.When I woke up at 1pm,everyone was missing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111867447824120126?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111867447824120126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111867447824120126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111867447824120126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111867447824120126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/06/belated-events.html' title='Belated Events'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111720380319732332</id><published>2005-05-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:48:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy for weeks</title><content type='html'>Viva las Singapore..Back here again.SO bloody busy with school and all..Year 2 is me has been quite a start.Timetable is really good this semester,its either lessons end too early or no lesson..Hmm..during the holidays,me and the wasabes hit for KL for 4 days and 3 nites and a very enjoying trip.We went shopping crazy,clubbing at zouk(&lt;em&gt;*its super cool iut there&lt;/em&gt;) and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stay in a beautiful suite that is sold at rock-bottomed price.Our suite was located at Bukit Bintang which is like Orchard in Singapore.Every mall was nearby and also PLanet Hollywood which was like 5 mins walk from our hotel.We explored around taking 6 types of Mrts and Lrts and it was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*humour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually in Singapore,we always make this joke of asking people if they wanna job with high pay and then we say being a driver of an LRT but then it really exist in KL.Its cool u know monitoring their movements controlling the speed of the train.Its like a very easy job man.I'm really not sure if they earn big bucks doin that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL is now very high tech but not as good as here in Singapore.You should be travelling without ur parents one fine day and enjoy.Oh yes..We fought with a lot of the buggers in KL.We went to Pertaling Street which is like Bugis here where stuffs and negotiable like RM160 can be reduce to RM80.How much diff is that.? This guy shouted "FUCK YoU MAN" because i insisted in buying his stuff.The best part is I jus asked how much.So i got pretty pissed..The others also got someting aliked later on at the other shop and almost got themselves into a big fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sunway Lagoon the next day and after that we went to this big mall next to it and had our early dinner.We bought 7 zinger meals and they give us only 6.So we asked for another one and they had a commotion at the counter saying that we are cheating on them.Its like WTF? its only a few dollars la and we can afford it.There is more episodes to this interesting jouney..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that..I'll keep u updated on my life..Yeh..I'm in ,love with you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111720380319732332?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111720380319732332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111720380319732332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111720380319732332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111720380319732332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/05/busy-for-weeks.html' title='Busy for weeks'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111536357653323160</id><published>2005-05-06T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:12:56.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys..Latest updates..I'm goin KL in 2 weeks time..Tell me what to get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111536357653323160?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111536357653323160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111536357653323160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111536357653323160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111536357653323160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/05/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111400302255138225</id><published>2005-04-20T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:17:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to sex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Are you a sex addict?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds as though you may be a sexual compulsive. I hesitate to use the label "sex addict" because true addiction has an element of progress to it. In other words, over time your behavior progresses to the point where you feel powerless to stop it, and your life becomes unmanageable. It takes more and more to achieve a level of satisfaction and your need continues to grow, regardless of the risks or consequences of the addiction. Also, in my experience, sex addictions are usually preceded by other addictions. Based on the information you've given, I'm not sure whether you meet the criteria for a sex addiction. To better assess your situation, check out these questions from Sex Addicts Anonymous: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you keep secrets about your sexual or romantic activities from those important to you? &lt;br /&gt;Have your needs driven you to have sex in places or situations or with people you would not normally choose? &lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself looking for sexually arousing articles or scenes in newspapers, magazines, or other media? &lt;br /&gt;Do you find that romantic or sexual fantasies interfere with your relationships or are preventing you from facing problems? &lt;br /&gt;Do you frequently want to get away from a sex partner after having sex? &lt;br /&gt;Do you frequently feel remorse, shame, or guilt after a sexual encounter? &lt;br /&gt;Do your sexual activities include the risk, threat, or reality of disease, pregnancy, coercion, or violence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:if most of your answers are YES,then youneed consultation..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual compulsivity is more difficult to define, but is generally understood as excessive sexual activity that a person wishes to control but can't. This compulsion is almost always a sign that someone is acting out due to early traumatic experiences. It's a dysfunctional way to escape or avoid chaotic and unpleasant feelings,what I call unhealthy sex. Healthy sex, on the other hand, is a natural expression that grows out of a relationship between two fully present people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll this is how far my research went into..So Babes or HUnks,ARE YOU ADDICTED?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111400302255138225?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111400302255138225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111400302255138225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111400302255138225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111400302255138225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/04/addicted-to-sex.html' title='addicted to sex?'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111387852783230315</id><published>2005-04-19T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T10:42:07.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 ways to be a Don Jaun</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;5 ways to be a Don Jaun&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 5 C's. These are great principles to use and should be always applied when coming to women. Each and every one of these traits are essential, and will get you really far. If you took the 5 C's and mastered each principle, you will beat out 90-95% of men in the dating world. This should help a lot of the newbies that are here, but even for you veterans it should give you a nice memory boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence&lt;br /&gt;Without confidence, you have next to nothing. Confidence is truly the key that opens up all doors. If you never believe in yourself, what motivates you to take risks and succeed? A confident man makes others believe in his abilities. Even false confidence can get you somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be confident?&lt;br /&gt;When you are confident, you give off an aura that makes others feel secure, or protected. For those who don't know already, women want a man that makes them feel secure or protected. A confident person also has more willing to push his abilities to the max. This is because he believes in himself. An optimistic mindset is always the way to go. Being an optimistic person alone portays you having a wealth of confidence already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I gain confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Confidence can take a while to gain, especially if you've had a rough past with women. A simple "go to the mall outing and hit on every woman you see" isn't going to gain you much confidence in the long run. Confidence is built slowly. The first step is the willing to change. You have to be willing to change your thinking, and wanting to become better. Keep yourself motivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post on motivation by crazykid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step into gaining confidence is to do some research. Read some posts, read the Bible, take your time. Find out what your strengths and weaknesses are. Fix your weaknesses. Are you out of shape? Workout! After you've done that, then go out and do some field exercises. Then going to the mall and asking for many numbers can gain you a lot of confidence. The reason I say take your time is so you don't have false confidence. False confidence is fake confidence. MANY girls can see through this. If you're insecure, you will show it in body language, or even what you say. Girls pick up on subtle details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenge&lt;br /&gt;I believe the art of a challenge is really what seperates DJs from AFCs. We live in a western society of giving the woman what she wants. This only satisfies the insecure women, and the majority of insecure women are the ugly ones. Us DJs have higher standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be a challenge? &lt;br /&gt;Women love to chase men. It's hard to prove because hardly any guys do it right. AFCs sometimes do it without even knowing. A challenge, or a hard-to-get man is rewarding in the end to the woman. She values will value you MUCH more than some chump who gives her what she needs all the time, compliments her every hour, and being a total wuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be a challenge? &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few quick tips:&lt;br /&gt;-Don't call often.&lt;br /&gt;-Make sure she knows that you have other options.&lt;br /&gt;-Be a tease! Don't giver her what she wants, make her earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocky&lt;br /&gt;Being cocky is a mindset, much like confidence. It's something where you have to have a little humor, a confident attitude, and you have to act like you don't care. A cocky attitude also has a bit of an arrogant side, but not in a bad way. Just in the way that you know you're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be cocky?&lt;br /&gt;Two appealing traits, confidence and a good sense of humor, is part of being cocky. In other words, if you're cocky, you can knock out two birds with one stone. Men who are not cocky are often called BORING. To me, being called boring is far worse being called than ugly, and it is far worse than being called a nice guy. No wonder English teachers hate the word so much! A cocky man knows he can get what he wants, anytime he wants it. He has a joking attitude about it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be cocky?&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you going on and on, but that would be a waste of time. Simply go to David DeAngelo's website, and sign up for his newsletter. He covers that subject very well. He's a master at being cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're too lazy though, think of being witty. Be loud and get noticed. Attract attention and people by saying interesting things. Suck it up and don't care what other people think. It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what you think. If you're content with yourself, then everything is good. If you aren't happy with yourself, change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control&lt;br /&gt;This one is very important. Who controls you? Who decides what you do? who influences your decisions? The answer to all of these questions should be you. In order to have anything in life, you have to be in control of yourself. You have to be in control of your goals, your money, your personality. Wake up, you're not in junior high any more. Mommy doesn't make you lunch anymore, you make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other meaning of control...&lt;br /&gt;Aside from control in your life, you should have control when it comes to women. Have a game plan, and stick to it. Having a mindset in the back of your mind can really help you out if your mind goes blank. Also, you need to be in control when you want to make the right moves with a girl. You want to be more of a challenge? Well, control yourself to NOT go out with her tonight even if you are available. Control yourself to only 15 minutes on the phone. Control yourself to not call the next day after you get her number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other, other meaning of control...&lt;br /&gt;If a woman is ever controlling you, you should hang your head in shame. As a man, you should always be in control. I once let a girl use the hell out of me. This was back in my AFC days. I was seeing her for 3 months, and she never gave me her phone number even though I asked for it. She made up a lame excuse how guys couldn't call her house if they weren't from her school. Even though I knew it was bullshyt (I had proof), I continued to let her control me. It turned out in the end that she was playin me for at least 3 other guys. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you get this type of control? I know it sounds bad...but train her. If you have a girlfriend, train her to come to you, not the other way around. Train her to thank you for the date, not the other way around. Be in control. Women love a man in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charisma&lt;br /&gt;This is my secret weapon. Charisma. Some people call it charm, but I think charisma is a more detailed word. For me, it appeared out of nowhere. Suddenly people started carrying what I said, because I cared what I said. People wanted my opinions on thing. I can attract people's attention from a distance, even strangers. People stop and listen when I speak. Why does this all happen? Charisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be charismatic?&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the great leaders in history. Martin Luther King Jr., JFK, Adolf Hitler, etc. These people had charisma. Charisma isn't about others liking you. Hell, many people hated Martin Luther King Jr., Hitler, and even some didn't like JFK. But you know what? Even though they may not have ideas that everyone agrees with, everyone gives a damn what they say. Charismatic people have an aura around them, that makes people care, and makes people want to be close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be charismatic?&lt;br /&gt;Being charismatic or charming isn't something that comes easy. Some people are born with it, some people have to learn to be good at it, some people get it as a graduation gift (that's ok!). Hehe, back to being serious. I think the most influential thing I can say about being charismatic or charming is to hold your head up high. Value yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have probably heard something like this around here:&lt;br /&gt;"Never put anyone on a pedestal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is wrong. I don't follow that. How so? I put MYSELF on a pedestal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final thoughts on being charismatic-this is probably one of the hardest things to learn to do. It just sort of clicked for me at one point of my life. For some of you, it may not come as easy. I think you will know when you are charismatic-it's not something you can get just by simply reading posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it is, the 5 C's. Use these principles and master them. These traits alone will make you a very successful DJ. Live the 5 C's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111387852783230315?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111387852783230315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111387852783230315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111387852783230315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111387852783230315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/04/5-ways-to-be-don-jaun.html' title='5 ways to be a Don Jaun'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111224741176156491</id><published>2005-03-31T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:37:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 ways to spot liars</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;3 ways to spot liars&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Facial expression or sometimes tone of voice maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Margaret Holmes(&lt;em&gt;studies human body language&lt;/em&gt;) judges truth or lies this way. "If they're looking me straight in the eye. If they're twitching, looking down and around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If anyone can catch a liar, it's Judge Denise Collins. Ten years on the bench have taught her the tricks of the trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First of all, they won't look at you. Second of all, they repeat the question you ask them. Third of all, if you ask them enough questions, they cannot possibly keep the facts straight," explained Judge Collins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111224741176156491?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111224741176156491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111224741176156491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111224741176156491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111224741176156491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/3-ways-to-spot-liars.html' title='3 ways to spot liars'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111208384100670910</id><published>2005-03-29T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T16:15:51.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail an exam with style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h4&gt;20 ways to fail your exams with style&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the 15 minute warning is called. Wake up, say "oh geez, better get cracking" and do some gibberish work. Turn it in a few minutes early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respond to the written-answer questions in limerick form. ("There once was a trend factor from Cork....") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the proctor's left nostril. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm SOOO sure you can hear me thinking." Then start talking about what a jerk the proctor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, run out, screaming, "I can't take the stress anymore!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc...). Play with the volume at max level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the written answer questions find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: "I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs." Be creative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring pets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the proctor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas." If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come into the exam wearing slippers, a bathrobe, a towel on your head, and nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down with a BAD case of Turret's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring things to throw at the proctor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the proctor hands you the exam, eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the proctor to let them stay, be persuasive. Tell the proctor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111208384100670910?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111208384100670910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111208384100670910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111208384100670910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111208384100670910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/fail-exam-with-style_29.html' title='Fail an exam with style!'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111159763476058963</id><published>2005-03-24T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T01:07:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be an interesting person! here are some guidelines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to be interesting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting people are made – not born that way. If you want to be a more interesting person to be around, here are three steps to help you on your way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take an interest in the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to be more interesting to others, you must first be interested in the world that evolves beyond yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to know what is going on so you can talk with ease with people who are different from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the big issues of the day? How did the local sports team do? What feature stories are people learning about? What keeps people up at night? What are the big challenges facing our community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read newspapers (at least scan the headlines) or find an informative news station or web site to add to your daily routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a student of your environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your comfort zones regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is meant to be experienced – not lived in narrowly defined rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching your comfort zones opens your eyes to new perspectives – it also gives you interesting stories to share with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few simple ways to stretch your comfort zones include: taking a new way home from work, trying out a new ethnic restaurant, talking to someone you don’t know well in class, or attending an event for a first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s that old saying that you have to give to get. It applies here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting people are not bores who give monologues. They care about those they are talking with – and listen carefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask what people think and how they got to where they are. Encourage them to share their stories by paying close attention with smiling eyes and positive feedback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you take time and interest in what others have to say, you give them a gift. They feel good about talking to you and suddenly you move up the interesting scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real truth about being an interesting person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, the only difference between an interesting person and one who does not consider himself interesting is a matter of confidence – and a willingness to share their stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are already an interesting person just the way you are today. You’ve got a lifetime of experience and lessons learned that can help and amuse many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to be a more interesting person, all you need to do is start sharing your stories, listening to others, and be willing to view the world through new eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111159763476058963?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111159763476058963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111159763476058963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111159763476058963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111159763476058963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-to-be-interesting-person-here-are.html' title='How to be an interesting person! here are some guidelines.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111159650744196746</id><published>2005-03-24T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:48:27.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reverse</title><content type='html'>I think i was really cool and interesting back then compared to now.I'm such a boring person now.I feel like I'm less attractive and I have lots of difficulties in my life.I wonder where's my charm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111159650744196746?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111159650744196746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111159650744196746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111159650744196746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111159650744196746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/reverse.html' title='reverse'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111137935211718630</id><published>2005-03-21T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:29:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Day out</title><content type='html'>Boys Day out is super cool.Saturday evening yazid,elias and myslef hit for chinatown to haf the best milo dinosaur in Singapore and its super cheap.$1.30 for like a big Starbucks cup.Then we got so full and we hit for Boat Quey. We sang our hearts out listening to genres of loving songs and "JIWANG".wahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there and lotsa reminisce flow into my mind.Those guys were funny sharing their love experience and stories.Its sad to see young adults get so emotional.Love is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111137935211718630?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111137935211718630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111137935211718630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111137935211718630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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time for me to pass.Cant wait to get a bike that tell everthing about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111137956204677096?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111137956204677096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111137956204677096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111137956204677096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111137956204677096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/kallang-racing.html' title='Kallang Racing.'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-111108197887389827</id><published>2005-03-18T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:52:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messy</title><content type='html'>Missing so much in life and i dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that everyday would juz alright.&lt;br /&gt;Flashbacks always kept me pondering.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when i was the king of the World.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going my way.&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Looking above praying for god's guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0150&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-111108197887389827?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/111108197887389827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=111108197887389827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111108197887389827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/111108197887389827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/03/messy.html' title='messy'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110848320326778398</id><published>2005-02-15T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:00:03.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new look</title><content type='html'>Today i had my hair done which is highlighted with 2 colour tones.At first,the lady explained as if it was turning out to be good but then things gets more freaky when my hair turned out to be like a lion.Now my higlighted hair looks like white hair at the back.Well i paid $50 for a lousy job.Nvm la..Beach Rd is a bad place to dye ur hair.I should haf gone to Tony and Guy Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun also had his hair done but the colours looks as if it was gonna fade at anytime.He had his frinch and his back tail green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man when talking about this,I getting pissed.Farking waste my money.However,after the so called "EXTREME MAKEOVER",we hit for town and played pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIracles do happen cus Shaun was leading 4 winning streaks but I came back and won the game with the score 4-5.Today has been a tiring day and especially this week,I'll be working extra hard cus assignments due next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Missy Nana hasn't been too happy lately and I think its all because of me.Sometimes,I just dunno wad really cause the problem.She get pissed easily over small things.Sometimes, I ask myself if I'm tat "HANSOME" that she is afraid of losing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110848320326778398?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110848320326778398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110728104525759516</id><published>2005-02-02T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T02:04:05.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good deed</title><content type='html'>Today i've done a good deed cus I save a drunken man from an accident while I was on my way to Weijun's place.Now i'm at his place feeling rather sleepy.Soccer match is in a while.Shrugs..outs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110728104525759516?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110728104525759516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110728104525759516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110728104525759516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110728104525759516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/02/good-deed.html' title='a good deed'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110716873838931230</id><published>2005-01-31T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:52:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again...???</title><content type='html'>Today i failed my TP test with 28 points and an immediate failure.How upset can i be cus its my second attempt.I always felt inferior of myself towards others and i think noting can change that.I'm juz a failure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110716873838931230?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110716873838931230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110716873838931230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110716873838931230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110716873838931230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/01/again.html' title='again...???'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110620153009508347</id><published>2005-01-20T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T14:12:10.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>np's open house</title><content type='html'>Open house started off very disgustingly.Dawn,Weikang i tink and myself were stationed to run business for this stall.$5 will be for us if we sell one item.Guess wad! we were suppose to sell all unties' clothes? Goodness..So the embarrassing mode started from 10.30am till 1.30pm.Everyone that passes the shop will give a funny gesture.Wakakaka...but whu cares u know.I sat there with "weikang" i tink and read the Straits time.Dawn had left for the other cool stores and left us both.BUT NVM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 12.20,Jeremy saved my life.We was asking me if i could do MC for that day.Then i took the opportunity and spin the crowd.At first i was doing it all by myself until Raihan came and we tag.Well..not bad i tink.Raihan was hyper dude.On stage later came the ICT Idols and they sang,one guy was good looking and the rest was as bad as the others.HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show kept running with "on and off" crowd and i can never forget this guy who juz appeared from nowhere and grapped my mic and wanted the girl performing on stage to sing him some chinese song.She got so frightened and she couldn't answer my questions.So we proceeded with the next item.Man...I think i didn't do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather upset and bored,there came Dhal,Steph and Marlen and so we decided to execute the usual routine programme.*smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110620153009508347?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110620153009508347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110620153009508347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110620153009508347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110620153009508347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/01/nps-open-house.html' title='np&apos;s open house'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110538002345766864</id><published>2005-01-11T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T02:00:23.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new year</title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;                This year has kicked off with an amazing start.I'm a little upset cus i didnt made it to the school hockey team but that didnt dismotivate me to train harder.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a good surprise for myself cus I've got a scholarship award to be taken on the 22nd of January with my small brother who will also be taking his award.Gosh,this is something to be proud off. For the first time, Mum and Dad can be proud of us.I imagine if they would feel the same too...My life would be a mess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110538002345766864?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110538002345766864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110538002345766864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110538002345766864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110538002345766864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2005/01/brand-new-year.html' title='brand new year'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110449206557352034</id><published>2004-12-31T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:21:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/jap%20tower%20view%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/200/jap%20tower%20view%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110449206557352034?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110449206557352034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110449206557352034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449206557352034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449206557352034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/tower-2.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110449202527258576</id><published>2004-12-31T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:20:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/JapaneseTowerWatch.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/200/JapaneseTowerWatch.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Tower in JB&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110449202527258576?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110449202527258576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110449202527258576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449202527258576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449202527258576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/tower-in-jb.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110449169342783062</id><published>2004-12-31T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:14:53.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring</title><content type='html'>A while ago,Nizam and I went across the border to JB to enjoy ourselves.We ate alot and shockingly I saw my Dad there too buying food for the family.So we went strolling around mall to mall.Nizam was so intoxicated with "tudong chicks" and showed that goatty smile of his.PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we decided to go around the undiscovered place and found the old Japanese Hideout.That was a house belonging to the Sultan of Johore in way back 1942.The Jap troops used his house to view the whole of Singapore.However,we couldn't enter the building cus its only open during office hours and its free.:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it has become a working office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110449169342783062?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110449169342783062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110449169342783062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449169342783062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Johore..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110449110391261366?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110449110391261366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110449110391261366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449110391261366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110449110391261366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/japanese-watch-tower-in-johore.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110379898992680339</id><published>2004-12-23T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T18:49:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy thursday</title><content type='html'>Haven been blogging much since skool started and hardly am i enjoying skool.Gosh the timetable really sucks dude.Yesterday,we had hockey training session and we had a hell of fun.I was like a total noob trying my very best to dribble the ball with the stick.Is feels very unusual cus i usually dribbles and juggles the ball with my feet.SO,it really showed that Hockey is not one of my genres in sports.I was also g,wondering...Hockey make people slouch?..horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest news...I have a new fan who ultimately scary cus she kept calling me alomost everyday.I'm so turned off when we talked because they kept asking me silly questions and i'm really cant bare silly questions.there is a gap in our lifes and we cannot get in the same frequency when we talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Patrisha and she told me that she got my number in a random press.This means tat they totally have noting better to do and call any number to speak to anyone.I lied to her tat i was a gay so that she thinks I'm kinda urrrggghhh..&lt;br /&gt;It really works peeps..whee...I honestly tink its a prank...wad say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110379898992680339?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110379898992680339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110379898992680339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110379898992680339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110379898992680339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/lazy-thursday.html' title='lazy thursday'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110342941287860487</id><published>2004-12-19T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T12:10:12.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unspoken</title><content type='html'>Friday was realy a memorable event which was the ICT Xmas Bash.The crowd was really an insult.We expected for like 300 turnouts but only less than 50 was present? The convention hall was a little to big to get all this people to party.The best part is they dun party..They sat around the sides of the the hall and waited for dunno wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,there always a happy part to it.I was the MC and also with this superb personality lady Ms Haz.She's a RIA dj and that is a local Malay mediacorp radio channel.We tried to spin the crowd but these idiots won;t move their asses.In the end, conflicts among the organisers started to spark off blaming one another for the bad turnouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that advertising the event for 3 days isn't enough thou..Fixtures for the event had to be brought forward cus everyone starts to leave.By 9,almost all was gone and so,we party among ourselves and dance our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that,we had belle and beau contest and most shocking moment is when participants come late or leave half way through the party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I don't care much actually and I think i enjoyed myself doing MC on that day.It was really an honourable chance to get to do that with a mediocorp radio DJ.Gosh,wad a dream come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110342941287860487?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110342941287860487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110342941287860487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110342941287860487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110342941287860487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/unspoken.html' title='The Unspoken'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110312623646085559</id><published>2004-12-16T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T23:57:16.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The outcast</title><content type='html'>Few days I've been struggling with the worst timetable ever witnessed.Out of 5 days,3 days we have 3-4 hours break till the next lesson and Lecturers aren't cooperating enough tobring lessons forward.Stress with so many things that revolves around NP.Studies has become less interesting and motivations are useless.Ict society are giving me too much pressure with so many work loads.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking and off day from school tomorrow cus i need a damn break.Sleeping time needs proper attention cus I intend to get less sleep despite goin to bed early.I wish weekends happens more often.I really dun know if i can get my target "A's" this semester..I'm rather speechless. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110312623646085559?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110312623646085559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110312623646085559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110312623646085559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110312623646085559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/outcast.html' title='The outcast'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110226425672106565</id><published>2004-12-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T00:30:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day</title><content type='html'>I'm awake so early this morning for no reason..so i'll be roaming the internet for sometime.Tomorrow school for us will commence and its terribly sickening.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a long day tomorrow and classes will end at 6pm.Whee!! a long term holiday.Missing some action pack in class with those mischievious dudes.Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have this problem of wad to war to skool everyday.sickening man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last entry didnt appear and i hardly could explained it.Got a few news that y previous boys will be forming next week i tink..Hmmmm tats all aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;droolllsss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110226425672106565?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110226425672106565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110226425672106565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110226425672106565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110226425672106565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/12/day.html' title='The day'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110149235059831471</id><published>2004-11-27T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:05:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/640/seesaw.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/seesaw.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Crew...Here's the 2 men tag move...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110149235059831471?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110149235059831471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110149235059831471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110149235059831471'/><link rel='self' 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girl who will beat me up at all times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110149227037977037?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110149227037977037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110149227037977037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110149227037977037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/kill%20willy%20day!.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 little butt shakers&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110149215749407149?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110149215749407149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110149215749407149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110149215749407149'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;My Gorgeous Dream Wife....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110140783602222190?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110140783602222190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110140783602222190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110140783602222190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Miss&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110140648585423872?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110140648585423872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110140648585423872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110140648585423872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110140648585423872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/11/missing-every-second-ive-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110140635923228085</id><published>2004-11-26T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T02:12:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/640/Picture%20056.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/Picture%20056.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the floating man&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110140635923228085?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110140635923228085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110140635923228085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110140635923228085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110140635923228085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/11/heres-floating-man.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110088828371168516</id><published>2004-11-20T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T02:18:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good old days</title><content type='html'>Feeling free now and it has been long since i tag or even blog hopping.Hari raya has started and ate like a mad dog.I've reach pratical 13 now last one.Then tp.GOODNESS..CANT WAIT TO PASS! A while ago Nana came over to get her hair done and i honestly suck at doin people's hair..HILITe? Hmmm wadever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and the boys hit for some pool game and it started raining till now..Then the boys decided to hit back home.I feel tat nowaday my frens are liveless and no more adventurers.WHY? especially those Malay frens of mine whu likes to lek2 under the void deck.Especially at ghaf's place..Wad's so nice? clueless..It somehow does lower down my moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No stupid comments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110088828371168516?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110088828371168516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110088828371168516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-old-days.html' title='good old days'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-110013031413873935</id><published>2004-11-11T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T07:47:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason</title><content type='html'>hey have been so long since i last blog.Life has always been not in favour of me.This year I've not achieve many aims that I should be proud off.i failed my bike practical again at subject 12.1 more to go then TP.Damn i wanna join the WASABE racing team man..LOL..I'm suppose to go work today but when i reached the bustop i felt sick do i decided not too.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i met the Boys and we practice a bit of U turning under ghaf's block it was fun thou.Then we played poker cards and i won repeatedly.Haven been meeting the GBs and well I'm looking forward for a good 2005.Anyways results for exams would be out soon and i'm feeling nervous especially for psp.Hari Raya is around the corner and I so not into it.I dunno why..Grandma has been admitted to the hospital for a $13 000 hip operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yes..tip of the day..do first things first!it means whenever a person wants you to do something but you're halfway doin something else.You shud do wad ur doin first then the person's request!hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-110013031413873935?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/110013031413873935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=110013031413873935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110013031413873935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/110013031413873935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/11/reason.html' title='The Reason'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109955998307486332</id><published>2004-11-04T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T17:19:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/640/my%20baby..3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/2253/320/my%20baby..3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the stars.. always thinking of you..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109955998307486332?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109955998307486332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109955998307486332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109955998307486332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109955998307486332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/11/looking-at-stars_04.html' title=''/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109861401031984812</id><published>2004-10-26T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T18:37:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayed overnight at the Mosque</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the boys and I slept over at the mosque and it was super cool. Before that, we hit the streets of Geylang to have a walk and it was really crowded - truly infested with the Mats and Minahs.I saw alot of my friends and coincidentally I collided on Shasha.Didnt speak much cus I was at a shock mode.Met my ex gombak mate Hafiz and he's so funny. We bought a lot of food and after that, we played soccer from 12 midnight to 4.30 am. We were thoroughly exhausted and our legs were aching terribly. We had our sahur and had the morning prayers and went to sleep. Woke up at 8 and Adam sent me back and to BBDC for my practical. Glad i passed practical 6.1 and 2 more to go before TP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109861401031984812?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109861401031984812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109861401031984812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109861401031984812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109861401031984812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/stayed-overnight-at-mosque.html' title='Stayed overnight at the Mosque'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109847431199302116</id><published>2004-10-23T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T03:45:11.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the long pension</title><content type='html'>Hahaa..now i'm having my 2 month holidays and its so cool now cus i can work and all stuff..so earning some cash for bike lessons and guess wad!! i'm already outside road!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109847431199302116?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109847431199302116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109847431199302116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109847431199302116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109847431199302116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/long-pension.html' title='the long pension'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109795025256212364</id><published>2004-10-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T02:10:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning</title><content type='html'>Thought of changing my blog theme..Maybe get it done tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109795025256212364?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109795025256212364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109795025256212364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109795025256212364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109795025256212364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/planning.html' title='Planning'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109778177599996721</id><published>2004-10-15T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T03:22:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day before fasting</title><content type='html'>Fiest!LOL..went town with my classmates and also my chick got to meet them.Clement brought his "chicken" too..teehee..only joyce and yi ting was there.We boys battle in a tournament of pool.Not bad I was a little on form! then we went BK to eat and stroll around town.Send chick back and hit home.!Now i'm feeling jealous!teez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109778177599996721?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109778177599996721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109778177599996721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109778177599996721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109778177599996721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/day-before-fasting.html' title='A day before fasting'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109769246502177837</id><published>2004-10-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T02:34:25.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PayDAy</title><content type='html'>Today I got paid for my last tuition lesson with the Kid.Feel a little sad cus we're so emotionally attached.Goodness! teaching aint easy! Today went BBDC with Weijun to top up some cash for my bike and then hit the gym for intensive workout.Weijun was untimately &lt;strong&gt;ripped&lt;/strong&gt; with the Training and it was funny..He enjoyed himself..!Teheee..then i met my lovely chick and went to IMM to have pizzas.Goodness..!we are alot and i was so bloated..We had Big spring chicken BBQed one and then sit one corner and has a fiesta.Hit home and watch soccer..England beat this uzber somehting 1-0..Hmm..tats all..I'm tired..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109769246502177837?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109769246502177837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109769246502177837' title='0 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working tomorrow in the morning and gonna earn some cash for my bike license..tehee..so happy..playing soccer with my classmates tomorrow after work at Toa Payoh at 11..Big day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109750879453980795?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109750879453980795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109750879453980795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109750879453980795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109750879453980795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/halt.html' title='Halt'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109734102740122566</id><published>2004-10-10T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:57:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I'm glad today i make a good choice cus I was angered all over and my mind kept giving me negative comments while the heart does the opposite.Still undecisive, hit for the mosque in Town and prayed for directions.Then I felt vipes on my hands.Its like I'm praying al alone in the mosque..A question stikes me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are those messengers of God listening to my prayers seeking for directions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realy felt something was behind me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case Unsolved..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109734102740122566?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109734102740122566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109734102740122566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109734102740122566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109734102740122566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109725769665236669</id><published>2004-10-09T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:48:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheds Of Boredom</title><content type='html'>Today is juz another pathatic day of my life..This few days I'm juz easily angry over small things which is not me..Maybe it's exam stress or so..Darn i had to do my blog aian cus i dunno wad happen and all gone..Man i was so pissed yesterday when my blog went out..Nana tried to retrieve all my codes but then it went wrong.Fush! exams this itme was much harder than the first one.Juz one more to go and we're off for holidays..I really need a break!The GBs are goin for few days off to St JOhns and BOYS! i'm in!need a break..fasting coming up real soon so gonna eat alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Faz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109725769665236669?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109725769665236669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109725769665236669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109725769665236669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109725769665236669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/10/sheds-of-boredom.html' title='Sheds Of Boredom'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109638285377264021</id><published>2004-09-30T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T22:47:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Forever</title><content type='html'>Wheee...I was overjoyed with the last presentation of my IAC project and I think we put up a good show.Mr Norman was impressed with us and he hardly prompt us any questions during the presentation.Despite that, he was cluessless i was like working my ass out to ensure that this project is carried out well.We face a problem in the morning when RAJ does not bring the form 1 and 2 which was part of the Fianl Report and its like 70% of the whole thing..Felt very fucked up cus I reminded to bring it the day before and the best is that the both forms were already done and only needed to be brought to school!DAMN he's useless..Then some copies were missing and so eudora,sharon and I had to get the things prepared and then get the printed copies done..I was so pissed and i felt like punching RAJ..I almost! but then I dun wanna live up my old "MATISM" mentallity of whacking people so i juz ignored him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Conclusion,i've done 3 projects and the best group was MCA.Weijun,Mel and Ky were good members and hand in their work on time.CSA and IAC was fine except JinYang ang Raj respectively who created the problem to us.Ironically we get stress because of them not of the projects.I tink i work well with only few guys and more girls instead.I'm very upset on Raj cus i tot he's one hell hardworking shit but then u failed me and i'm sorry i dun like ur attitude cus it totally sucks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Raj:&lt;br /&gt;I've to write a group sum up of  progress and workdone.We think you shud not get the same marks as us..SORRY! i warn u once but u still repeat it..Hope u learn from ur mistakes.. :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109638285377264021?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109638285377264021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109638285377264021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109638285377264021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109638285377264021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/viva-forever.html' title='Viva Forever'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109630343936283267</id><published>2004-09-28T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:43:59.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Myself</title><content type='html'>I think I've change alot over the years and everytime when i look back on the past i'm ashamed.However, there are some elements I've worked on and improved.I think i have learn to be patient when I want something badly or even if something really irritates me.Despite that, i'm too patient till no one knows my motive. The question is why cant people read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,I try to be patient because I want something so badly and I know its good for me but you dun get wad u always want.Sometimes,I try to be patient bacause i dunwan to hurt the someone's feelings nor disrupt the relationship.If I were to say something wrong,the relationship is not goin to be ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I've been trying to change people's perspective about my past and I manage to do so with the courage and it wasn't easy.So my question in my mind is "Am i too patient?" If I'm,is it good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people know the truth? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or its about time to unleashed the truth from the dragon's mouth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109630343936283267?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109630343936283267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109630343936283267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109630343936283267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109630343936283267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/about-myself.html' title='About Myself'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109622187973352020</id><published>2004-09-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T02:04:39.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors From Space</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we overnight at Clement's house to watch Real Madrid Vs Bilbao.Ky,me and Mel was there.We had fun watching the first macth between Man United and Spurs.Good 1-0 defeat. Then we slack at Celment's room using his net and then i look out of the window and said LRT! showed Mel and Ky cus they told me they never take one before.So we decide to take a ride around BP but only 2 stops and we went back cus its the last train.Melvin and KY was so freaking happy and was like "WAH" here and there...Me and Clement were smiling looking at their actions.The we got back to Clement's place and watch football..Watch for like 10 mins and my eyes was closed and then they also fall asleep except Ky the survivor but until 70th min he collapse..About 4am Ky woke up and also woke us up.We saw that Real was losing 2-1.ooohh Real is no good already..HAHAH..we woke upa dn hit the door..Ky and Mel took a cab back to Toa Payoh and I walked home cus Clement's place is about few blocks away..LUCkY! i was damn sleepy. Upon oponing the door,wash my legs and hit the bed..Woke up at 11 and today was a "HAPPY SLACK DAY".i hardly do anything..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm in love!&lt;br /&gt;OUtz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109622187973352020?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109622187973352020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109622187973352020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109622187973352020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109622187973352020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/visitors-from-space.html' title='Visitors From Space'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109621936571858318</id><published>2004-09-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T01:22:45.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>DAMN..I'm so stress today..!IAC presentation soon and my project is not done..Raj has not done his part well and we have to cover his work so as to get it done on time..Me and Eudora have contributed enough already but then u play us out..DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO RAJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give u a flying FUCK! _|_ teezzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant take it no more.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109621936571858318?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109621936571858318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109621936571858318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109621936571858318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109621936571858318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109621904408622410</id><published>2004-09-26T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T01:17:24.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D Day</title><content type='html'>Have been quite a sometime i haven been writing in cus haf lotsa projects and school stuffs to be done.Life has been pretty the same but i do face challenges almost everyday.Exams are coming in a week and i'm getting myslef well prepared.I dunno if i can do well cus this second pasrt of semester one,we cover lotsa wierd stuff but lucky its theory base but its its not tat easy..PSP's assigment is out i need help on it.This week went for bike pratical and was fun.We learn to pillion people and i imagine if one day i can pillion u on my bike to school.Wheee...fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109621904408622410?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109621904408622410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109621904408622410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109621904408622410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109621904408622410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/d-day.html' title='D Day'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109535728204526815</id><published>2004-09-17T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T01:59:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Output</title><content type='html'>Today I have been farting plenty of times before and after school.The air is now very polluted with a gas call "flatulence".However after school me and my boys went to hit for MAMBO to play pool and we kick ass.They were so intoxicated my this chinese loner girl playing pool alone and were liek having eye on her every move.We had fun and crack lotsa jokes till he hardly cud breathe.TEEHEE! Took bus back home with Clement and then went BP plaza to meet some bp schoolmates and my favourite for early dinner.Had mcdonalds and chit chat a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are piling up and i'm so happy Raj has started to be more serious with the IAC project cus after that day when I told him that we are thinking of kicking him out cus he's not contributing,he prove us wrong..I love my frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like so share a couple of pointers being a leader in any arena.It is not an easy task cus you will always be the first one to get blames when someone does things not in the correct way and worst still you cannot slack in terms of tests and exams and have to do really well so to be a role model. I'm glad my class has very wierd people of different characters and well everyday in class means spending happy hours.They never fail to put a smile on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,i think i have put the past behind and moved on.This is official.All my sacrifices for the pass years has not shown any big results and i GIVE UP. It's sad when u dun get the things u really one. I've gave in to my soccer commitments.Now i'm a free man and open to all choices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As years past,there's no changes and the man packs his bag and move forward with no feeling of sadness cus he knows he tried."  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109535728204526815?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109535728204526815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109535728204526815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109535728204526815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109535728204526815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/output.html' title='Output'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109500547612334415</id><published>2004-09-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T00:11:16.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>Hey hey..I'm back..Got some stories i gotta share..whee..Yesterday i went to Sentosa with the GBs to rock climb in this carnival and also competition.We'll I climbed most of the walls but hardly hit the top.ASh and ihsan was good..Hmmm..made frens wit some SP rock climbers and realise i'm the only NP student...wahahaa..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more hunks than chicks but this time hunk means REAL RIB UYS.. heee..they we all so fit and muscular..they inspired me to work out again and grow..And the chick there we really cool and i really respect them cus they can really climb like a man better..Met some old school mates like iza and dunno whu..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for a swim..whee now i can swim..Did lotsa back flips, front flips and launching flips with ihsan and i got some bruises but it was well worth it..Then we played rugby  on both sand and water..Wooo.. good day but i was trying my best to stay away from the sun..Red bull was like mineral water freeflows..After the event,went to have dinner with the Gbs and was so tired when i reached home..Only god knows..TOday, my baby came over to study for her history test tomorrow.ANd guess was tomorrow KIki's off for camp for 3 days and gonna miss him..I'm seriously looking for someone who can change the graphic card in my CPU for me..iF U KNOW ANY, TELL ME..TAG URSELF..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109500547612334415?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109500547612334415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109500547612334415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109500547612334415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109500547612334415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109475150728574426</id><published>2004-09-10T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T01:41:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return</title><content type='html'>Here i'm back back writing entries.Whee..I have been very busy lately catching up with my projects which were to be presented within weeks.Hardly got time to wirte an entry.Life has been better, perhaps very interesting as days to come.Hmmm..Done quiet well for the common test and still working for straight A's.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...I haven been dating for quiet a sometime and i tink i need one.I was wondering if anyone wants to date me for free..hahaha..sounds desperate..Well,i miss the times when i was once a cassanova and so into BGr for aimless intentions.HOnestly,i was a juvenile back then having a very monotonous thinking of doing things.That was way back then...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is FS test and i dunno if i can do well..I haven even start studying actually cus i did some project work.Fark!its stressing..But nvm..OH ya..I found a new habit in class,i love taking pictures now and maybe i shud join some modelling agencies if they want me like Melvin.But models are tall while i'm vertically challenge..Whee...BUt being short is an X factor.Back to taking pics..Hmmm...took lotsa crazy snaps with Weijun and some karmasutra moves..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAhahahaha...Hockey was fun yesterday, i ran like a mad dog panting like an asmethic person..Whee..we played with the chicks and the biys purposely dribble alone so that the girls will tackle them.hahaha..then they like grind on one another..WOOO! but i didnt..in fact i was thinking of other stuff..While playing the game i wasnt focus.I kept thinking of cheese cake and cheese fries.YUMMY!this things kept manggling in my mind.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM...oh yes..read some love letters i let last time..Cant believe it i used to have a fan club..But then those were the lower sec kids giving me letters..Hahaha..TOday i saw a beautiful ****.My goodness!!!my eyes was all over the thing. I think i was intoxicated cus its bulky and nice..Guess wads it? The kawasaki Superbike..nice...whee...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/weijun/FazAndWeijun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109475150728574426?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109475150728574426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109475150728574426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109475150728574426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109475150728574426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/return.html' title='The Return'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109405679429596569</id><published>2004-09-02T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T00:39:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>It had been very "SLOW" for me this few days cus i dunno wads happening.Anyway got 2 results so far for FS and CSA and igot 84 and 77 respectively outta 100..For Fs managed to clinch 2nd highest in Class.Japeth was 1st with 1 mark away.This days i'm feelingless and i like it this way cus i dont haf to tink about my pathetic life.After school we hit for pool and then in the evening off to Salim's place with the GBs and we waited aimlessly for him till like 11 plus to celebrate Teacher's Day but he wasnt home yet.We got pissed and went home.I looking for a brighter tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109405679429596569?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109405679429596569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109405679429596569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109405679429596569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109405679429596569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/09/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109362504898184732</id><published>2004-08-28T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T00:46:47.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Missing You</title><content type='html'>Dear Sis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          As a real man i cried,tears for my sister who has made me proud of her..Thou u are facing lots of problems there,i still love you..What u told me juz now made me shed tears..It was juz too sincere yet you made me thinking of my future..How much i miss you and always thinking wherethe if you've eaten well or not(*tears)..if i ever had a chance to help you,i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always respect you for being a good role model to me and Kiki.In the past,i always thot that if u go away,my life would have been better,but i was wrong.You're the best sister i can never had.I cried my sincere tears cus i tink u did sacrifice alot for me when u send me ur laptop from the US and i bought a new one instead despite urself having enough cash for urself..i haf like fifteen dollars in my (*tears) in my wallet,i wish to give it to you but ur far away.i would give evry single cent juz to support you.I'm glad to have u as my only sister doin her best to fulfill ur dreams far away from shore. Everytime i pray for the best in wad u do.Go with ur destiny,i'll always be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(heavy tearing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking again,u have always been trying to save me from Dad's beating when we're small till u get urself into trouble.Remember u taught me how to skate and made me Cool when i was p6.It was great.Now i'm somebody sister.You showed me somewhere.You taught me how to take the MRT to orchard remember..Whwn u said the things u told me earlier,fond memories flash back..How much haf i betrayed u and ur trust..From today,i would save every cent i spend on food in school to help u study in University.I'm doing tuition now and i earn about $80 every month.Thou its not much,but i wanna help.Me,Mum and Dad will still be there to give u the best..I hope you take every single cent i give u as a token of support and appreciation for u always being there for me.How much haf i regretted of how much Mum pampared me and Kiki when she paid our Hp bills yet ur using a prepaid card and pay evrything all on ur own.taking every single cent without nagging from Dad.You worked hard while ur in Poly bringing all the goodies form Starbucks.I'm very much worried when u said u were suffering from this syndrome thing.Make sure u get well and i'll try to contribute to help u pay the medical bills.Love u lots..Take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109362504898184732?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109362504898184732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109362504898184732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109362504898184732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109362504898184732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-missing-you.html' title='I&apos;m Missing You'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109345030850752444</id><published>2004-08-25T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T23:13:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Peak </title><content type='html'>HArloe...I had a good time today cus i went town with my gang after CSA paper..We did  a hell of a ruckers in the bus! hahaha..My classmates are cool and they had totally different character.Jerry was damn funny cus he was like showing off his new sneakers he juz bought yesterday..Wahahaha...no everyone is a Nike DUnglo fan..We went bugis for a while to check out things and it started to rain heavily so we dock ourselves at Burger King and makan..Then they were gossiping about this malay manager chick..Hahaa..so funny..it was a boy's day out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played pool at Selegie and it was so fun...Suddenly all the exam stress was gone but then we still haf last paper for mca!WAkakaka.. CSA paper today was sokingly  and disgustingly abnormal..they had like funny questions which we hardly cud understand..Then i met up with agent diva and bought the assesments for the kid on Fridays' lesson..WAH! looking forward to it..Met strange people on my way back..Oh ya..Today i saw agent curly while i was on my way to blk 31..All wet thou..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109345030850752444?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109345030850752444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109345030850752444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109345030850752444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109345030850752444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/08/off-peak.html' title='Off Peak '/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109336704114345593</id><published>2004-08-25T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T01:04:01.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever</title><content type='html'>Wassup..it has been a very stress weekend i guess. Juz finish studying CSA for tommorrow and today's PSP1 paper was upseting thou..I juz aim for a pass for PSP1 but my confidence for getting AD for FS,CSA and MCA is still there..FS  paper on last Monday was very manageable.Hahaha...Stress like a mad monkey..I'm having post syndrome soon..Hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,last weekend i had a task to carry out.Guess Wad..Hahaha..Nadia Huang ask me for help to juz become her BF for like 15 mins and what i'm suppose to do was to carry her bag around and standby to safe her cus she wants to slap her ex BF.The whole setting was at Plaza Singapura.At first,i didnt want to but for fren's sake i did it..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up at around 3.30pm at PS.When i met her at the entrance,she was crying.SO i comfort her and gave her a hug.Hahahaha..Then we went for a stroll in PS and she told me the whole story.She met her ex bf without me and dunno wad happen.So,my assignment was barely done.HAHAHA...but cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i had a glimpse of her ex bf cus he's very skinny and a little taller than i do.Haahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK wads next..oh yeh,i've got a job! i will start tutoring a primary 3 kid in my block this Friday..Woohoo...some income coming in after all...Nana's back and i wanna hug her..wahahahaha...so nice..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ya..Darn shit! kiki has got good CA results and i muz challenge him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109336704114345593?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109336704114345593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109336704114345593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109336704114345593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109336704114345593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/08/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109301802088414183</id><published>2004-08-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T00:07:00.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study! Study! STudy!</title><content type='html'>Hey there...I've been revising like no one cares..HAha...Its good being like this,i never had a chance to think about love..MUhahaha..Tomorrow is SOccer day,we're playing at Limbang Basketball court..I'm so happy..Hope its doesnt rain..I went studying at Westmall Coffee Bean with Weijun and the girls..Had a great time sitting on this very comfortable cushion chair and i had a couple of encounters of dozing off to sleep..TERRIBLE! However,after upon reaching there,it was like raining real heavy and lucky i wore berms.&lt;br /&gt;           Yesterday was a nightmare,i had never encountered such incidents...Jess told me someone wants to know me and kept asking for my number but then i cudden decide and so i ask my frens for advise..However she kept persuading me and i kept telling her i'm a shy person.My heart says Yes but the brain says No.BUt then being like any other ordinary humans,i gave..While i was doin revision,she sms(THE GIRL) and her name was Rinnie.SO i asked her why do u want to know me of all people and she said "i ask JEss if she knows any malay guys and she only knows u"..And it sounded like a match ake thingy..I got so upset and utterly insulted..I dont need a match maker and i dont need one..I got so irritated and i didnt wanna reply..But..thinking again "why freak out? frens dude".so i replied to watever she asked and gave her my pic..And she liked it..And we sms and sms till i got tired and hit the sack.I was impressed,she could really engage in intellectual talks discussing genres of topics.Then again,i've learn that giving a chance to a person despite having a bad first impression sounds worth-while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outx&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109301802088414183?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109301802088414183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109301802088414183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109301802088414183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109301802088414183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/08/study-study-study.html' title='Study! Study! STudy!'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802355.post-109289113911015743</id><published>2004-08-19T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T12:54:03.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ambiance</title><content type='html'>Hahah...Finally its all done and I'm so proud of myself to accomplish a tedious task.&lt;br /&gt;It has been long since i wrote and entry and my life has been pretty well managed i guess.School gets more and more stress cus next week is the common test and i barely cud focus much on my work thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I haven been meeting my classmates and the GBs..Yesterday I went for a breaking session at CCK Dome wih Ihsan and  ash and Salimin to coach this NJC students for their performance on Thursday which is today..MUhahha..i hope they do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,This MOnth has been a very challenging month i might say..I stuck with lotsa things to settle and my memory is getting lower and lower..I'm darn farking stress..i have been studying like for days,long hours..God i need a time out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outx..  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802355-109289113911015743?l=faz_enrique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/feeds/109289113911015743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7802355&amp;postID=109289113911015743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109289113911015743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802355/posts/default/109289113911015743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faz_enrique.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-ambiance.html' title='New Ambiance'/><author><name>faz_enrique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14685099902444233040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/13/15/5195131/7353178959430l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
