<?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-3573907838285629161</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:03:14.010-08:00</updated><category term='[l_l] ♥ (~.^)'/><category term='For now n insyaallah'/><category term='forever my love. [l_l] ♥ (~.^)'/><category term='Para ahora y para siempre mi estimado....'/><title type='text'>Nobody's Perfect And I'm Nobody.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-5074206029510526942</id><published>2009-07-12T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T05:48:18.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bck! For now that is. Haha.</title><content type='html'>Hey peepz,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the tonnes of dust bunnies here in my blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I cant do much blogging these days coz i'm hardly at home u noe.&lt;br /&gt;I got school and my usual everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay lets start wif skool.&lt;br /&gt;School's great,not much differences but i guess its cool.&lt;br /&gt;Life had been great for me and i have to agree that my life is full with serenity this year.&lt;br /&gt;I had many events going on this year and all of them seems to run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of new faces this term but theres nothing new bout the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva it is,i'll strive harder this tym and get my certs there!&lt;br /&gt;Its dull! Boooring!&lt;br /&gt;Kay next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,my &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; story..&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with love had been very very stupendous. She completes me,wholely!&lt;br /&gt;We understand each other better and we've learned to solve unnecessary conflicts easily.&lt;br /&gt;Challenges are yet to come but we'll always prepare ourselves for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, she went to KL with her family and i can't believe that we really felt sad eventhough its only 4 days that she will be away. Never had i felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is rather unique as its very hard to find such feelings in me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree that i had my pasts' rships which strengthens me and let me be who i am now.&lt;br /&gt;I understand the opposite gender easily now and i'm very grateful to have a partner like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Nur Anisah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heee.&lt;br /&gt;thank you dearest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daa,aku nk solat isyak!&lt;br /&gt;Wan suay ah readers.&lt;br /&gt;Ey salah la,&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-5074206029510526942?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/5074206029510526942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=5074206029510526942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5074206029510526942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5074206029510526942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bck-for-now-that-is-haha.html' title='I&apos;m bck! For now that is. Haha.'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-9139778382475697960</id><published>2009-05-12T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:34:31.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[l_l] ♥ (~.^)'/><title type='text'>Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Wad about Wednesday huh?&lt;br /&gt;Lets start bout school. S&amp;amp;W lesson otherwise known as PE Lesson were cancelled today coz of idontknowwhat reason. The PE teacher,iforgothisname, texted Vanessa that the lesson was cancelled. I wonder why i didnt get any text messages from him. He asked for my number last month and he appointed me as the PE rep and he too tell me and Vanessa that he'll text us regarding the PE lessons. Instead,he texted Vanessa alone and i ponder.... Haha. Gatal la tuh. Beware Mr idontknowwho,i am very observant in certain matters. &lt;br /&gt;Class ends at 5pm today and i'll be having lunch wiv my beloved at simei,eastpoint. No idea whr will we be having our lunch. Looking forward to meet her and hunnay,please dont do this often. Next tym,i'll be coming down to ur school to have lunch wiv u kay hunz? =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i really appreciate ur sacrifice,love,sincerity and most importantly,you! I really am grateful to have such a girlfriend like you. Honestly,u've changed my life. I love you and i cant imagine if u're not here with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later hunnay and to all,have a good day aye?&lt;br /&gt;tataa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-9139778382475697960?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/9139778382475697960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=9139778382475697960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/9139778382475697960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/9139778382475697960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday...'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-8327913900823533380</id><published>2009-05-05T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:34:46.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SgBSIXCCnvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/guErwY135PM/s1600-h/Ma+whole+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 438px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SgBSIXCCnvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/guErwY135PM/s320/Ma+whole+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352262381674226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the best policy for me. In a relationship,u have to be trustworthy,honest,sincere,understanding and most importantly,share the beautiful colours of love together. I've been into this unique and challenging relationship. Unique because i have never had such loveable,caring and understanding fruit heart[buah hati].  It is true tat at times,we can't be too honest wiv our fruit heart coz certain things might just hurt them. Simply because we do not want to lose our fruit heart. We care and love them soo much that we are too afraid to tell them the truth. I really hate it when i complicate stuffs. It can cause misunderstandings easily. I really meant my words but the way i put those words caused confusion. In this situation,i'll hurt myself and my fruit heart too. She means a lot to me and i dont wanna lose her but its just so hard to avoid challenges and obstacles that will just pop out of nowhere. Sometimes,either one party will back off just because of one's failure to maintain the relationship and i wont let that happen coz criusly,i dun wanna lose my fruit heart. She's one in a million. She's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nur Anisah&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stress had been surrounding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tried hard to fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Putting it aside just wont do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coz i noe its rigid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-8327913900823533380?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/8327913900823533380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=8327913900823533380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8327913900823533380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8327913900823533380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/05/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SgBSIXCCnvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/guErwY135PM/s72-c/Ma+whole+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-5384293673472171392</id><published>2009-05-03T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:41:05.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For now n insyaallah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever my love. [l_l] ♥ (~.^)'/><title type='text'>Judgment Day Is Very Near Now..</title><content type='html'>Knowing the fact that many signs of judgement day are showing,i advice those people out there to be very weary of what u are doing and owaes avoid sinful acts. My friends,if u do drink,steal and have not been active in ur compulsory prayers,please think wisely coz now would be a precise time for u to make a turning point. Follow the right path and turn over a new leaf. I agree that i am not sin-free and i know that i wont be buried in the same grave as u guys but sincerely i dont want u guys to suffer in the afterlife. Honestly,i am not shaking while i am typing this post and i know that judgement day will take place anytime from now. The sky scrapers,the diseases,the gays,the lesbians,the natural disasters,the increasing amount of females,the number of peoples who dont feel ashame of what they are doing and there are more of which i cant recall. U might find me weird telling u guys bout this but if u take note of ur things that are happening around u,u'll get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Scary okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout my sunday,&lt;br /&gt;well,i woke up at 10am,got a message frm beloved,called her and talk n talk n talk like we owaes do. hehs. den i went to grandma's place coz granny said that her sewing machine was spoilt so mum,sis,lil bro and me went there to check the faults in her sewing machine. Mum was the one who checked it but granny's sewing machine turned out find eventually and mum was like sarcastically scolding granny. Granny laughed and again,her golden tooth caught our eyes n blind them. Hahaha. it was reallly enjoyable at granny's place coz its been a while since i last visited there. i cant wait for raya this year when all my relatives will meet up and celebrate raya at granny's place. The best thing bout this year raya is that i'll get a chance to wear the same colour as mi amor!! Insyaallah we will last! Para ahora y para siempre!&lt;br /&gt;[l_l] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a class="blueLink" href="http://profiles.friendster.com/54559182"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(~.^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-5384293673472171392?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/5384293673472171392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=5384293673472171392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5384293673472171392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5384293673472171392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/05/judgment-day-is-very-near-now.html' title='Judgment Day Is Very Near Now..'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-7645330085048915419</id><published>2009-05-02T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:11:22.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyAMzrXlbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xNr5VehDk6A/s1600-h/AiZy%27s_1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyAMzrXlbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xNr5VehDk6A/s320/AiZy%27s_1226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331277016418719154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orry for not updating my blog. Its been dead since ever coz i am hardly at home nowadays. Lately i've been goin out wiv mi amor and at times,i'll slack wiv my bros. I'm missing playing soccer wiv my fellow Wanderers. Nomad Wanderers Football Club,Where art thou? Those mathches we had,those training we gone thru together,we were like brothers and now,its all over. Haha,emo sia. Lame but seriously i miss playing soccer wiv them. We really had fun in the past. We played many matches together and we had our ups n down but still,we are great sportsman. We are the Nomad Wanderers! Heres a picture of the team in one of our the matches that we've won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyG27hPOgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UnPphx-WnH0/s1600-h/Nomad+Wanderers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyG27hPOgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UnPphx-WnH0/s320/Nomad+Wanderers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331284337147984386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yeah,this is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Nomad Wanderers F C&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaaaaaahhh.. I'm darn tired now. Anyway I love this girl here loadz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyKwooyJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/neb42vYN-aE/s1600-h/09012009_004-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyKwooyJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/neb42vYN-aE/s320/09012009_004-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331288627046655874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LovE you bie!!&lt;br /&gt;[l_l]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/22500330"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(~.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata,fellow readers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-7645330085048915419?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/7645330085048915419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=7645330085048915419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7645330085048915419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7645330085048915419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfyAMzrXlbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xNr5VehDk6A/s72-c/AiZy%27s_1226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-8558973119139556118</id><published>2009-04-29T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:04:38.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Its been a while since i last updated this blog. Simply bcoz i dun have the time. Especially when i'm hardly at home. I'm usually outside wiv my wife. HAHAHA! My fonts are big coz i want n i like it big. I'm bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-8558973119139556118?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/8558973119139556118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=8558973119139556118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8558973119139556118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8558973119139556118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/04/boring.html' title='Boring!'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-2741533611168234212</id><published>2009-04-17T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:15:14.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para ahora y para siempre mi estimado....'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Ola mi amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Last week was the first week of skewl and so far,everything is going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;New skool was great,made a lot of new frenz  n new things to learn. The studying atmosphere in ite is totally different frm secondary skool coz its more slack and u don't even need to bring a pencil case to skewl. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,today is the day of night cycling frm East Coast to Marina Barrage.&lt;br /&gt;I just joined an organisation called, 4PM. Recently,they organised this night cycling event to Marina Barrage. I have to report at ECP by 330pm but i'll be meeting mi amor and her fren at bedok int to take 196 dere. Mi amor told me to go out at 230 coz she'll be late since she went to her fren's house first.  Hmmm. I dunno wad to write about now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-2741533611168234212?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/2741533611168234212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=2741533611168234212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2741533611168234212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2741533611168234212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-4163034272789580710</id><published>2009-04-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:33:36.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Nowadays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SduAVoTToCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dXVbr4V5jds/s1600-h/DSC_2643+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SduAVoTToCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dXVbr4V5jds/s320/DSC_2643+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321988493752377378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Its not tat i am busy or anything but i'm jus too lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;Well,school's starting soon. Will be going to school wiv yould,ant-dy,onetoe,ahzahar and maybe nab and ee-dah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Mechanical Technology,Nitec. Long way to go but have to persevere since i didnt took my O's criusly. So its tym to buck up and anyway,i'm married now to u no need to noe hu so yar. Need money to support my family. I'm now employed at pizza hut as a u no need to noe wad.&lt;br /&gt;I tok crap yes i noe simply bcoz i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i've been having a great time since March till now. Nomad Wanderers is reviving though majority of the players are not reliable. Chilling out wiv peepz were cool. Spending tym wiv beloved was enjoyable too. Really appreciate her loadz. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lina jus gave me a plasma tv so yeah,slide it into my room and plugged in the xbox and hello loud music and bass boosters! haha. Not tat cool actually coz the picture quality aint tat good. Anyway thank you Aunt Lina! Cya on Friday. Cant wait to surprise my beloved nenek, Fatimah wiv the golden tooth. Magical tooth that is. Her smile is so mesmerizing till she lighten up our night. She has a star among her teeth and she possess the brightest one indeed. A flash frm her tooth cud coz blindness so if spotted,do not approach. I repeat,if spotted,do not approach. haha. LAME!&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing like a girl right now and i soo notice it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,i've been labelled Matrep,Bapok and Boy Sachok.&lt;br /&gt;Wad can i do,i'm just me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-4163034272789580710?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/4163034272789580710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=4163034272789580710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4163034272789580710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4163034272789580710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-nowadays.html' title='Days Nowadays'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SduAVoTToCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dXVbr4V5jds/s72-c/DSC_2643+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-5308698594073875348</id><published>2009-03-26T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:28:31.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation for the previous post =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love Nur Anisah Binte Zulkifli because I know that she is the one for me.  She is a star and i really want her to be mine for now and forever.  Never in my life I've found someone like her it because she's is one of a kind.  I did not know that she had feelings for me at the beginning.  It was then that she confessed to me telling me that she loves me.  I felt really bad to let her read my previous posts.  I realized that she was very serious about her feelings till now.  She said that I have changed her life in many ways.  Truthfully, I have been wanting to get to know her since last year but a friend told me that she was attached so I showed no sign that I was interested in her.  Nysa, once more, I apologise for my mistakes and thanks for letting me be yours. Muackz!&lt;br /&gt;Aiz Loves Nysa... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-5308698594073875348?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/5308698594073875348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=5308698594073875348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5308698594073875348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5308698594073875348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/03/translation-for-previous-post.html' title='Translation for the previous post =)'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-2113119195611630570</id><published>2009-03-26T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:52:50.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Told you i'm spanish. =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/Scs0Q2Z90_I/AAAAAAAAADk/9VGigolC4x4/s1600-h/nYsA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/Scs0Q2Z90_I/AAAAAAAAADk/9VGigolC4x4/s320/nYsA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317401249127977970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adoro Nur Anisah Binte Zulkifli porque sé que ella es el uno para mí. Ella está como una estrella y como deseo realmente que ella sea mina para ahora y para siempre. Nunca en mi vida yo encontré que alguien la quiere porque ella es uno de una clase. Yo no supe que ella tenía sentimientos para mí al principio. Fue entonces que ella confesó a mí me diciendo que ella me adora. Sentía malo permitir que ella leer mis postes anteriores. Yo me di cuenta de que ella fue muy grave acerca de sus sentimientos hasta ahora. Ella dijo que he cambiado su vida en muchos sentidos. Verdaderamente, he estado queriendo conseguir para saber quela desde que el año pasado pero un amigo me dijo que ella ha conectado tan yo no mostré ningún signo que fui interesado en ella. ¡Nysa, una vez más, yo me disculpo para mis errores y gracias para hacerme suyo querido! ¡Muackz! amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-2113119195611630570?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/2113119195611630570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=2113119195611630570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2113119195611630570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2113119195611630570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/03/told-you-im-spanish.html' title='Told you i&apos;m spanish. =P'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/Scs0Q2Z90_I/AAAAAAAAADk/9VGigolC4x4/s72-c/nYsA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-1942510096172974964</id><published>2009-03-22T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T04:55:27.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facinating Facilitators. =)</title><content type='html'>Well,i was quite busy the last week coz of the 2 days camp at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Masjid Al-Abdul Razak&lt;/span&gt; which is at Eunos. I became the Facilitator together wiv some of my peepz. Nasri,Wanto,Faiz R,Adib,Shahmi n Shafiq Kamil. We met another group of Facis over there. They were Sabarudin,Caliph,Aidil,Mirza,Bahirah,Farzanah,Namirah,Hasanah and Amalina. Our mentors were Abg Jali,Uncle Zainal and Pakcik Rafee. They turn out to be friendly ppl,each with colourful background and characteristics. The camp starts on Friday,20th March and ends the next day at 5pm. I was quite unsure at first coz i was appointed as the leader of a group named Al-Farabi. Adib was my assistant leader. Basically the camp was about teaching the campers valuable lessons about life and also life purposes. There was supposed to be 10 ppl in a group,11 for girls but there were only 5 ppl in my grp. That was a blessing for me coz if there were 10 of them,i'll scratch ma head till ma hair's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Well my group,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Al-Farabi&lt;/span&gt; consists of Shafiq,Syami,Aziz,Rafiq and lastly Saifudin. They seemed shy for the first tym except for Shafiq n Aziz coz they were the talkative ones in the group. Shafiq is 15 this year n he's big in size, about my height. Aziz stands at my waistline,13 this year. I cant recall the others' age but i cn oni describe them. Rafiq is as tall as me and he got an interesting name,Danial Rafiq Chua.  Syami is as small as Aziz but he's quiet n shy. Saifudin loves to smile n laugh and he's a bit taller than Aziz n Syami. I really miss these people coz nvr in my life,i came across diff kind of people in one group. Throughout the camp,they've learned to be a lil bit talkative[ehem,credits to the leader of coz. haha] and also values in life? Think so. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the night walk,we went to mangrove swamp and had to walk thru it starting frm the inteprative park and ends at carpark c. The plan was actually to let the campers walk in pairs but due to time constraint,we decide to let them walk in threes and for groups like mine,i have to go wiv 2 of my campers. I chose Aziz n Syami coz they seemed excited but scared at the same time. While walking in the swamp,both of them kept asking me questions such as,"Bro,is this place scary?", "Wad will we be doing after this?", "Have u had any ghostly encounters before?" and many more. I enjoyed answering their questions coz sum of it tests my leadership skills. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the night walk,Shafiq,Din and myself had to rush back to the mosque to do some stuffs. Din had to organise sum stuffs as he was the Camp Commander while shafiq and myself did the Barbequeing part. Hasanah and Amalina were oredi barbequeing as they stayed at the mosque doing some Admin stuffs. Shafiq n I just join them and introduce ourselves coz we dun really noe each other. We ended up laughing loudly till 1 am in the morning coz of.. ehem2. I do not noe who. haha. We bbqed till 1am coz there were loads of foods and we have to cook all of them. It was fun actually. Then,Nur Anisah Bte[Name Bapaknye yg tk perlu disebut] texted me,saying that,ada ahh. Cnnot tell ah! Kpo! Haha. I talked to her otp telling her how much i miss her and all den i went to meet Abg Jali at the porch for debrief. We were told tat the noise level had to be cut down,again bcoz of that EHEM2! K lah,to be honest,its me lah. Haha. I contributed to the noise actually. Making Amalina,Hasanah,Shafiq and Nasri laughed. Thanks to Nasri too,the noise level gets higher lor. So enitrely,i'm innocent! Haha,mcm phm. So yar,we all went to sleep after the debrief. Trust me,we did! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas,Wanto,Din the camp commander n myself didnt sleep at all. Haha. We talked bout girls bout who is interested in who and all but no worries my dear nysa,i talked about u. ;) Hee. So wanto's interested in one of the female facis,Namirah. And yeah,bing and bang,he got her number.&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Theres a lot more to type actually but lets get to the ending part straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each group were asked to design a logo and perform a skit or sing a cover song with modified lyrics about our religion. My group performed a skit with "Anak Metropolitan" as our platform. We planned but it turned out differently. The audience showered us with laughters and applause while we were performing coz i think tat our performance had many hilarious scenes. I really wanna join anugerah skrin so i tried acting there as a useless matrep who were sent to this camp to change his attitude and all. They say that i can be the next Saiful Apek but i dun think i wud wanna be him. I do love making ppl laugh but i dun wanna be a him coz i think i'll take most things as a joke. I wanna be neutral. Hehs,that depends. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my group didnt win the best group but i think we have won something better which is,Friendship. Though its 0nly 2 days,i cn feel the bond in the group coz they treated me like their own brother. Yar,ans the Facis were great too. I was told tat Bahirah looked like me. the facial features and all. So i called her,Kakak. haha. I guess thats about it but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,i wanna say something to someone who is very special to me. I might make new girl friends or maybe,i'm in a circle of girls but no matter wad the situation is u will owaes be the first in line and most importantly,u'll owaes be in my mind. Be it hot or cold. Be it day or night coz no matter how far we are apart,we will owaes be closer to the heart my dear. =)&lt;br /&gt;Heres a picture of her if u guys are wondering who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/ScYmZPwkH2I/AAAAAAAAADU/lyDDfZI-wj0/s1600-h/Aiz%27s%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 496px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/ScYmZPwkH2I/AAAAAAAAADU/lyDDfZI-wj0/s320/Aiz%27s%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315978625326260066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem!&lt;br /&gt;Bout the star on the bottom right,dun make any wrong assumptions aye. We are just friends. Special friends. Neither more nor less. =)&lt;br /&gt;Take care peepz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-1942510096172974964?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/1942510096172974964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=1942510096172974964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/1942510096172974964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/1942510096172974964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/03/facinating-facilitators.html' title='Facinating Facilitators. =)'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/ScYmZPwkH2I/AAAAAAAAADU/lyDDfZI-wj0/s72-c/Aiz%27s%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-2956535844017188315</id><published>2009-03-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:57:51.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal For Fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;7th March 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day of the Charity tournament, RHB and NTU soccer league. We registered at the very last minute coz of money n parental consent. Nis said tat the deadline was on last monday but we didnt managed to find enuf players so we backed off frm the tournament and yeah,thought tat it was over till nis said tat the deadline was dragged.  So yeah,the Wanderers are in! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the 7 wanderers were, Fiq Faith,Faz,Yat,Dy,Slay,Iz n myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Game:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We werent really confident at first coz by the looks we're losers to the other teams. They weren't really intimidating but we jus didnt believe in ourselves. Anyway,when the first whistle blows,we played jus perfectly. Passing the ball here and dere,few chances were creates and shots were pumped. We won the first game wiv the score 3-1.  Scorers were Iz R n  ehem ehem,Aiz Alonso lorr.. Haha,Action siak! Anyway,thanks to my neighbour Fyazliyana for inspiring me on tat day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Game:&lt;br /&gt;I cant really recall wad happened in this game but we won the game again. The score was 2-0. Iz n Dy were the scorers. I think,cant really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Game:&lt;br /&gt;Well the opposition seems intimidating coz they played kind of rough actually and they are big in size too. Their attacker was shorter but bigger than me.  There was this one time when i'm suppose to mark him,which i did and he pushed me hard! Damn him! I persevere ok! I pushed him bck den i run away! Haha! Fun lah oii! Padan muke kao kafirun!! Hahaha. Anyway,they scored the opening goal but i told Nomads,"Tkpe2,maen jek."[Take note of this line. Hahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,we played. We oni managed to score the equaliser at the very last minute of the game. The scorer is again... Aiz Alonso lorr.. Haha! The score was 1-1.. A close shave indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Game:&lt;br /&gt;No comments! We lost 5-1! Dang! This team wasnt much of a threat to us but somehow we lost our courage to face them. We didnt communicate well and we were unable to make full use of the goal oppurtunities we had. Disapointed,yes but at least we've tried our best n qualify for the finals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th March 2009&lt;br /&gt;The finals didnt went well actually. We played the first game and lost 2-0! Wth?! We cant really worked together. I dont noe why but we jus dun have the mood to play that day. The best part was that,i did a Rainbow trick and scored an Ole trick at the defender. The crowd went,"Ooooo." and an indian guy said,"Well done boy." I smiled at him and kicked in the ball. Then we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin's Bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;We really had a lot of fun. Taufiq n zyk chose this unique Pandan cake which is so tempting! I ate around more than 6 slices of it! Huahuahua! Sorry guys. We ate a lot jus now. The whole day was filled with fun and laughter. Zyk was the cameraman for the day as he just bought a new canon camera which costs $1100. Fatin was very curious n worried of whats goin to happen next as uan,wanto and myself went to her house jus now to fetch her and told her that we're goin to Parkway Parade to hv her celebrations there. So we took 403 to the beach and the others were oredi there awaiting the Bday girl's arrival. The minute Fatin arrived,the others were singing her a bday song and she was tearing,facing me and said,"Faiz,atin nk nangiiis.. :')"&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. She looked cute when she cried and smiled. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Yaa,so tats a small part of the story. Go to Niz's or Fatin's site for more details aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,i went to meet Anisah,Also known as Nysa. A new friend,a special friend,maybe..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Ade la crite2nye ye. Panjang ah nk type.&lt;br /&gt;If u want to noe who Nysa is,go to my frenster acc n look out for the one in Tudung. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like n Love her. Is tat possible? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Well,honestly,u hv stolen my heart. Thats for sure but i wonder,how far will u go away wiv it. I ponder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-2956535844017188315?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/2956535844017188315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=2956535844017188315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2956535844017188315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/2956535844017188315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/03/goal-for-fund.html' title='Goal For Fund'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-7002837538904401010</id><published>2009-02-25T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:03:34.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Has It Shine But I'd Drop It On A Dime</title><content type='html'>1. Put your iTunes on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW OUTRAGEOUS IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?` Your Love Is Blind&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESRCIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?` Time To Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GIRL/GUY?` Get Free&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?` I Don't Love You&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?` Disenchanted&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?` Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?` Smile For Me&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?` Machine Gun&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?` Nurain&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?` More Than Words&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?` Taubat Seorang Hamba[Kiwak! haha Bertaubat seumur hidup. Bagos jgak ehk. Dpt pahala. Okay next!]&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?` SOS&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?` One Love&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?` You &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?` One Last Kiss&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?` YAASIN![Ni part aku fake tpi its a fact tat i hv a surah yaasin in my tunez! Bluek! haha]&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?` Dear Maria,Count Me In&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?` If I Were You&lt;br /&gt;WHATS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?` When I'm Gone&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?` In Too Deep.[Biadap sey ni. Haha Siak btol. =P]&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?`Remembering Sunday&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?` My Hero&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?`Grow Up&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?I'd Do Anything&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?` Always Be My Baby&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?` August Is Over&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME,WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?` Holiday&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?` What Them Girls Like&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?` The World Has It Shine But I'd Drop It On A Dime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-7002837538904401010?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/7002837538904401010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=7002837538904401010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7002837538904401010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7002837538904401010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-has-it-shine-but-id-drop-it-on.html' title='The World Has It Shine But I&apos;d Drop It On A Dime'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-7826617875088613333</id><published>2009-02-03T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:25:46.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As usual,wake up early in my room waiting for my alarm to go. Thinking out about whats ahead or maybe shud i jus stay in bed. Mornings wud be darn dull if i have nothing to do. Usually,my peepz n i wud go out for a game of streetsoccer behind East Spring Sec at Tampines. We will ride our bikes dere n yeah,the game starts but the most pathetic thing is that theres only about 5 regulars. The others come at their own will. My motive was to train myself. Build up my strength,stamina,speed,dribbling agility,ball control and of course,shots. Now that Andy,started working wiv his Grandma,deres oni four of us . Slay,One Toe Loklan and myself of coz. Imp n Faz wanted to join us today but the sad thing is tat oni Loklan n myself cn make it so we cancelled the session and decide to go to Uan's Performance and Bodyworks shop to tune n spray our bikes. we'll head there later on at around 2 i think. Loklan wanted to repair n re-spray his KR so he asked me to tag along. So yeah,another day wiv my fireblade. Bored la siotz! Btw,if u're wondering how my fireblade looks like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298808798926052626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SYkmh0CznRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w887lXfydJc/s320/CBR+Fireblade.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. Well,it looks something lyk this except for the fact tat my bike goes by manpower,not horsepower. haha. dun mind me,i'm just bored. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-7826617875088613333?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/7826617875088613333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=7826617875088613333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7826617875088613333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7826617875088613333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-2-for-today.html' title='Part 2 for today.'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SYkmh0CznRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w887lXfydJc/s72-c/CBR+Fireblade.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-4295402395280969158</id><published>2009-01-28T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:33:51.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Cycling and Jogging</title><content type='html'>Night cycling is not fun as before coz we're getting bored wiv the places that we went to. We were aiming to go to Harbourfront with our bikes but we don't noe the fastest route there. Wait,we dun even noe how to get there! Haha. Well,we went to Tampines,Simei,Tanah Merah,Bedok,Geylang,East Coast,Changi,City Hall and many more la. The recent one was City Hall. We went there twice oredi. So excited and proud of our achievement the first time but so dull and bored the second time. We wasted our time going there. Wanna noe why? We went there jus to go to 7Eleven to buy some Food and Drinks! I was like,wtf?! Haha. Shud hv gone to Pasir Ris's 7 Eleven sia. There was 6 of us this time. Yat,Uan,Faz,Wan[Faz's Cuzin],Faiz Y and myself. Faz n Wan went by Ubi to go bck home while the other 4 of us went by Bedok Reservoir.  Hmm. Anyway,we cycled back after our food and reached bck in Pasir Ris at around 7:11a.m. We cud hv reached home earlier but we rested at Yat's area. So yeah,went home wiv yesterday's faces and students frm different schools looked at us wiv a "WTH" kind of look when we cycled pass them. Btw,the "We" i'm referring to was Uan n myself. Haha. Uan Hayabusa n Aiz Fireblade! Haha. Wadever shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this,we went for night jog at bedok reservoir. Fun but tiring. Faz,Loklan,Yat n myself was the one jogging while Fiq Faith n Uan was cycling. We wanted to go to ECP but Faz n Loklan cant make it. Tu lah,nk isap rokok sangat. Haha. So we jogged around the reservoir. I didnt even now that the rservoir was darn big till i jogged around it. Hmm. Yeah. Anyway,we're planning for another night cycling tomorrow. Anyon wanna tag along?&lt;br /&gt;Dial,1800-I-WANNA-CYCLE-WITH-ZOOBAY-AND-GANG-PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;HAha.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao peepz. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-4295402395280969158?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/4295402395280969158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=4295402395280969158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4295402395280969158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4295402395280969158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-cycling-and-jogging.html' title='Night Cycling and Jogging'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-4278196933162150077</id><published>2009-01-17T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:49:12.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Depression</title><content type='html'>Yesterday which is saturday morning,i played soccer wiv my fellow wanderers, Slay,Andy and Faiz Roslan. Wanto didnt came coz he gt his issues. Well,the weather was great with the sun lighting up the morning skies. We all played behind East Spring Sec and it can be considered as our daily routine actually. There were some locals down there so we told them to play a league style of play,2 goals,winner in,loser out. Somehow,we're not on form and we played kind clumsily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K let the story link wiv the title,The Great Depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i was juggling the ball wiv slay while waiting for our turn to enter the streetsoccer court. My phone rang and Faiz R checked to see who's texting. He told me tat it was Sue,iKaku's sister. She told something bout her n i swear it really hurt my feelings. I dun wanna tell wad actually happened. Dy,Slay and Faiz R told me not to be stressed out bout it and jus enjoy the game and somehow,i did. I vent my anger in the court by dribbling the ball passed all the opposition players and gave their goalie a merciless shot. The ball went in n Dy,congratulate me but somehow,it was hard for me to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt myself these few days. I was too darn stressed out. Ikaku,Job,Mum n yeah,wads next?&lt;br /&gt;Allah s.w.t is testing me n i noe it. I have to be patient and face all these challenges. Ika,i love you and wad else cn i do to prove my love to u? Must i run a thousand miles? Shed a million tears or shall i get down on my knees and confess everything? Well,i did almost everything and i think i noe why u cant accept me now. I can wait forever but this emptiness is killing me and i'm wondering why i'm waiting so long. Another day without u wiv me is like a blade that cuts right through me my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat talk i had wiv u,i really hope tat  u will think it through and do wads best for u. Its bcoz of my deep love for u tat gave me the will to change u. I believe in u and i noe that somewhere deep inside u,deres a girl who will make my dreams come true coz frm the bottom of my heart,i dare to tell people tat u are my iKaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can oni describe a small part of my feelings for u but my actions and sacrifice tells it all. So wad if i'm good wiv words? So wad if i cure some people's rship n so wad if i can change the world? This are all nothing my dear it all means nothing without u by my side. I really miss you. Some told me to forget bout the girl who caused soo much trouble to some people but i go against them coz i noe that u're someone my dear,someone soo special to me. U're tat someone who kidnapped my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criusly,i'm aimlessly going thru my life now. I kept myslef bz jus to prevent myslef frm thinking of u but everywhere i go,i will owaes smell ur perfume. The sweet aroma of u and each time i smelled it,my heart melts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly me dear,i want u to know tat i'll be waiting here for u to come back. I'll wait and please,do not dissapoint me anymore kay. I dun wan u to change in an improper manner my dear. Change for the better and listen to ur heart's desire. I know that u can and i believe in u. good luck in everything u do and sorry if i ever bother u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-4278196933162150077?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/4278196933162150077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=4278196933162150077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4278196933162150077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4278196933162150077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-depression.html' title='The Great Depression'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-4902512012084698854</id><published>2009-01-16T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:24:32.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you all for making me realise.</title><content type='html'>My O level results are out and its a heartbreaker for my parents,especially for my mum as i didnt manage to get into a single Polytechnic,not even Higher Nitec. She was hoping tat i will pass my O's wiv flying colours but i didnt. I dissapoint her instead and worst,i made her tears roll down her cheeks. I was darn sad coz i didnt noe tat it wud affect her that bad. Faizal,my younger bro was the one who told me tat mum criedand i couldn't say anything coz i can't help to see her cry again coz i still remember the first day of raya when i fooled around while apologising to her. Seeing her cry is like stabbing her heart and breaking it into a million pieces. I wanted to cry but i kept myself strong coz i noe tat its my fault for not studying hard and this is wad i get. For 3 straight days,she didn't talk nor did she faced me. I was so darn sad tat i couldn't do anything but to keep myself busy. I went out wiv my peepz,played soccer and hang around at shopping malls jus to ease my thoughts. Today,my sis sent me a text message,telling me that mum wrote about me in her blog n she told me not to go out tat often and try to make her feel better instead. I told her tat i'll be back by 8 n so here am i blogging now. I sent ika home jus now n i swear i couldn't stop thinking bout mum after receiving tat text frm sis. I'm jus upset wiv my self-centred behaviour and all these while,i have NEVER thought bout wad my parents expectations. Now,i've decided to cut down in wasting time and sit at home and help my mum wiv her chores and stuffs. FYI,behind this cheerful and happy guy lies an unseen sorrow. I've been keepimg this feeling coz i dun wan ppl to worry or think bout me coz all i wanna do is to make people happy. Putting a smile on my loved ones' faces is wad i aim to do and if taking my life away is wad it takes,den it wudnt be a challenge for me coz maybe my friends are hurt by my words or action then,i hurt iKa twice and let go our love and now,i hurt my own mum! It really hurts and i swear tat i wanna cry as i type this. Wadeva it is,i wanna apologise. Friends,sorry of i'm a loud mouth,irritating jerk. Family,mum especially,sorry for being self-centred and not thinking bout ur expectations. Ika,sorry to let go of our love twice and asking for a patch again. Yes,i'm a barstard. I hurt people and criusly,i deserve this. Circles of life,to be exact. Ika,its okay if u cant accept my love again coz i noe it sucks being hurt. Let me be this way. Hiding this pain deep down inside of me. Let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-4902512012084698854?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/4902512012084698854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=4902512012084698854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4902512012084698854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/4902512012084698854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-o-level-results-are-out-and-its.html' title='Thank you all for making me realise.'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-279981525501274344</id><published>2008-12-23T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:48:20.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SVHTLsJDKXI/AAAAAAAAABU/SBthf7w_71A/s1600-h/DSC01801-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283236035663440242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SVHTLsJDKXI/AAAAAAAAABU/SBthf7w_71A/s320/DSC01801-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ola Mi Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;This pic was taken by my "Sister" Zainab. I was bored so yeah,told her to take a pictue of me and these two officers. [Sorry guyz,Hahs.] So basically,i went job hunting with Nab,One Toe and Dane. Went out at 1130am and reached home at around 10pm. Surprisingly,all jobs had no vacancies. Wasted my time seh! At around 5pm Niz rang. She told me that she was terminated frm her workplace and she was very dissapointed. So we met her at Small Mac nad talked for a while den we headed to TM to look for Li Jia's gift. then,we heade to starbucks and had some coffee.. Walk and walk and yeah yeah. Wadeva.. Dun get out of this page jus yet,these pix will do the talking aye? 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Sorry yeah,too lazy to upload all of the pix. Hmmm,bout today.. Well today is jus another day where me and my buddy,Yul work for my Uncle Othman at his shop which is jus a few steps away frm Mcdonalds,East Coast.  I'm meeting budz at Safra the we head to ECP frm there. The weather today is very cooling and calm and it feels as though i'm in the cold climate area. Supposed to train with Andy and Faiz R at tamp but Dy didn't text or called. I woke up at 630 this morning,all set n ready for training but the weather didn't allow me to do so. I ended up playing GTA Liberty City Stories at home and waited for breakfast. So dead sia my story. Sorry yeah,didn't hv enuf sleep recently. Talked wiv Ah-Tane[Fatin,Tot] otp till 3am this morning. We talked bout the usual stuffs. U know,Love and Life. Interesting topics actually,especially bout the love topic. Thanks Ah-tane for sharing ur thoughts and stories! K bye,gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SVHW1thH22I/AAAAAAAAABs/PB9fM_cgCbY/s1600-h/AiZy%27s_720.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SVHW1thH22I/AAAAAAAAABs/PB9fM_cgCbY/s1600-h/AiZy%27s_720.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-279981525501274344?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/279981525501274344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=279981525501274344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/279981525501274344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/279981525501274344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-am-i.html' title='Where Am I?'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SVHTLsJDKXI/AAAAAAAAABU/SBthf7w_71A/s72-c/DSC01801-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-173389898314138467</id><published>2008-12-11T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:25:25.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting experiences for the Nomad Riderz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was 3a.m. and the Nomad Riders was at Punggol Beach. The place was isolated wiv only a Policeman who guarded that area. We cycled frm Pasir Ris to Hougang,Sengkang then to Punggol. It took us around 45mins to reach Punggol beach. We were lost at first but managed to find our way to the beach. There was this darn long and steep slope that leads to the beach. I can't believe that i managed to reach my maximum speed while going down the slope,faster in fact. Nas told us to slow down coz it was soo darn fast that it cud cost our lives if we crashed! Haha. Super fun man! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Punggol Beach was a new place for me coz i've never set foot dere before. Something VERY interesting  happened. They say that animals cn see things that are out of this world. Things such as u noe,ur gud friend with the long hair and ur favourite vanilla sweet which is wrapped nicely on top and at the bottom too. Yeah. Well,there were 10 of us including myself that is. There were Nas,Yat,Uan,Faz,Qin,Fiq,Faiz[Yat's cuzin],Faiz I,R and myself. We all headed for the jetty after parking our bikes behind the fire post. There were three stray dogs at the beach. One was lying down in front of the staircase while the other two was running around on the sand. As we were all standing around the jetty,sum of us cracked jokes and we laughed out loud. Then,the dog that was lying in front of the staircase howled and looked around in the sky,as if he saw sumting flying. The minute i saw that,Faiz r n i  went up the staircase and sat on the railing where we parked our bikes. We were only 3 metres away frm the Howling dog. The dog kept howling and howling and his head was changing directions all the tym. I gazed up to the sky to check whether i too can see what it can see. I saw nothing but the continuous howling increaed my curiosity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few minutes later,the others went up and joined us an we all stare at the dog. He stopped howling for a while and continued when the others had settled down. Some of us said that its better if we were to head to our next destination instead of sitting there. So Yat,Faiz R, Faiz I,Uan and i went off first. The dog howled again and this tym,it was looking straight at me and faiz r. Yeah,thats right,stare straight at us. I gulped and looked at the seat at the back of my bike coz the last tym i went cycling,my bike was heavy eventhough i've shifted to gear 1. Strange huh? I jus kept myself strong and recite some prayers that i've memorised. Kay bck to the story,knowing that the dog was staring at Faiz R n me,we both cycled fast uphill. haha. Den the others followed up and we headed for the coffeeshop at punggol,the one at Cove LRT station. We rested and had our drinks dere and we went off at around 430am i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all wanted the shortest possible route to our homes so yeah,we took the highway. Haha. We only covered around 1/4 of the highway coz its farn dangerous if we were to cover the whole stretch. We u went to the road which leads to Loyang Agrotechnology Park and passed by Altvater Jaakob Limited. The Garbage Galore! haha. The sweet aroma of the rubbish, the  wonderful scenery of the garbage site and the tricked out garbage trucks all brings up the mood. HAHA. Siao only.. Den we cracked jokes again and guess wad?? We have special guests! 2 dogs chased after us la sey! So darn scary. We were so darn panicked that we accelerated. I switched  to gear 3 and sprinted! Haha,I was first and i left them behind! Haha. Busted sia,paitao members. Uan thought tat the dogs won't chase but he was wrong! Those dogs were even faster than we thought okay. I didn't noe tat dogs cud be that fast. Those dogs stopped when we were about 50m away frm them. Relieved,we cycled slowly but den,a group of around 7 dogs were at the side road. They were looking at us. We all thought tat we're gonna be pursued by those dogs again but luckily they didn't. Phew! hahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya,actually deres more but i'm too lazy to type it all. Till next tym readers. Tc yaw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-173389898314138467?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/173389898314138467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=173389898314138467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/173389898314138467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/173389898314138467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/12/interesting-experiences-for-nomad.html' title='Interesting experiences for the Nomad Riderz.'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-3575887618337402614</id><published>2008-12-07T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:17:28.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia.Inaccurate.Injury</title><content type='html'>Hey ho,lets go!&lt;br /&gt;Haha,Lame!&lt;br /&gt;Kental sia.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since i update this blog of mine coz i'm lazy and i'm bz wiv certain stuffs lately. Well,Insomnia. It means the inability to sleep.  Eversince the hols started,my body clock had gone haywired. The worst was i didn't sleep coz i went cycling wiv my boyz,hehe. Last destination was Esplanade. Yat,Uan,Faz,Loklan,Raqin,Fuad and Faiz[Yat's cuzin] n me cycled there. Yeah,we did! Hahaha. We're the Night Riderz! Wanna join us on our expedition? We're aiming to go to America. I heard that there are shortcuts. We have to cycle thru the seas if we want to go dere. If u wanna join us,contact this numb.&lt;br /&gt;1800-112-YOU'RE-CRAZY-IF-YOU-WANNA-CYCLE-THAT-FAR&lt;br /&gt;An operator will pick up the phone and ask for ur particulars. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Friendster profile for the pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,Inaccurate and injury.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday[Yesterday],7th December 2008,My team Nomad Wanderers Footba;; Club had a much wiv a team which is made up of a group of  SHARTEC[Unsure of the spelling] guyz. Their team wasn't much a challenge coz one of their team member told me tat they didn't play for quite a long tym. So,i understood. Kay,bck to the Inaccurate topic. Basically,my shots were inaccurate and lack of power. My knees was killing me before the game starts. Darn! It hurts so much and the pain was unbearable! Unbearable it tell u! I told nas to put Khairey in the starting squad but he insisted in putting me so i pull up my balls n bear wiv the pain for the first half whic lasted in less than 30mins. The game was supposed to start at 3 but both teams didn't bring any soccer ball so the game was delayed till aroun 420pm. K bck to the topic,I had a few oppurtunities but my shots were neither accurate nor powerful. There was once when i shoot but it went straight to the keeper. I had many chances but i can't make full use of it coz my knees didn't allow me so yeah,hv to face it lor. Hahs. Some shots hit the woodwork while sum went above and sideways. Wasted huh? But we won! 6-1 that is! haha. Well the score is 6 but we have 7 scorers! Thats right! 7! Scorers were Nas,Loklan,Taufiq[Nas's Friend],Yat, and Azri!&lt;br /&gt;Nas n Loklan scored 2 goals while yat fiq n az scored 1 goal each. The opposition were given a consolation goal coz az headed the ball into our own net by accident. He did great overall,a superb left back. Here's Our Line-up for the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Wan Bear&lt;br /&gt;  AndyShafiqAzri&lt;br /&gt;NasYatFiqLeon&lt;br /&gt;      MeFazMin&lt;br /&gt;Bench: Wanto,Loklan and Khairey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep,we played 3-4-3&lt;br /&gt;Well,deres more for me to type out but u noe me,lazy to blog but wads the use of creating this site when u dun update it rite? Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;K lah,Till next tym freaks?&lt;br /&gt;Toodloo. Buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-3575887618337402614?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/3575887618337402614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=3575887618337402614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/3575887618337402614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/3575887618337402614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/12/insomniainaccurateinjury.html' title='Insomnia.Inaccurate.Injury'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-8284607795074124774</id><published>2008-11-15T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:25:06.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day not to be forgotten and a night filled wiv memories.</title><content type='html'>Graduation night was hell of a fun! I swear! At first,the nite was dead and i thought,Oh,so this is wad the $50  for. A nite in a Begonia Pavillion hall which was filled wiv tables and chairs,a stage and a dancefloor. I sat at table number 5 with Slay,Wanto,Jae,Aza,Khairey,Isk Shah,Li jia and Din. My table was so darn quiet coz some of us had love issues. The silence was killing me so i decided to hv some fresh air outside wiv wanto n slay. We talked bout our prob n we planned to go elsewhere to keep our thoughts away frm our probz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,actually the DJ dedicated the wrong song and genre too. I asked for the song,Please Be Mine by The Jonas Brothers but the Dj dedicated some friggin song that's neither romantic nor love-related. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;The message that i gave her was,&lt;br /&gt;"This is song is dedicated to R frm 5N2 and i wud also lyk to wish her,Happy Belated Birthday. R,this is for u. " &amp;amp; the song was played.&lt;br /&gt;I was lyk,WTF?! Den i sat down on my table while looking at R. I was so darn fucked up wiv the song and den she came along and said that she was embarassed and all. I hv to bear wiv all of that coz firstly,the wrong kind of song was dedicated. Secondly,I've done so many things that caught the attention of the people around her,Thirdly,I think i almost spoilt her mood and Lastly,myself. Everything wasn't right at first.&lt;br /&gt;I went outside for quite a number of times coz by doing all those things to her,i felt so guilty to make her embarassed. I can't face her but still,Faiz R came to me and told me to sat next to her. I told him to gimme sum tym and again,i went out. I dun wanna destroy her mood coz i noe that i've made her feel uncomfortable after all those things i did to her. At that point of tym,i didn't care wads gonna happened to me. To me,she's more important,she' s the royalty and she's the one. My true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be her slave,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be her knight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be brave&lt;br /&gt;and fight wiv all my might!&lt;br /&gt;Be it big or small,&lt;br /&gt;Weak or strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll take on anyone&lt;br /&gt;jus to be her only one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem that i'm hopelessly reaching for a girl who's out of this world but this is me,i won't give up till its over. Honestly,she made me stronger,she taught me well,she gave me the courage to face all obstacles and now,even when my chances to be her's are getting slimmer,i noe that the harder things are,the stronger i will get. Nothing is impossible and i can achieve it if i believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-8284607795074124774?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/8284607795074124774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=8284607795074124774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8284607795074124774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8284607795074124774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-not-to-be-forgotten-and-night.html' title='A day not to be forgotten and a night filled wiv memories.'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-889852588739085687</id><published>2008-11-13T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:07:17.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Threesome</title><content type='html'>Wednesday 13th November 2008. One of the most boringest day ever!&lt;br /&gt;Hurgh!&lt;br /&gt;Faiz I,R, and myself, went to whitesands jus to hang out there but some shitheads wanted a piece of us. Faiz I was walking in front of me n Faiz R and as the shitheads walked passed us,one of them said,"Kimak,Yg kat depan tu step la sial!"&lt;br /&gt;Then we turned around and looked at them,the shitheads too turned around and i thought a fight or an arguement was about to broke out but then bakar and haziq came frm nowhere and shook hands wiv us. We asked where were they heading then they said that they were heading home. We just turned around and walked towards whitesands. We stood on the 4th floor of whitesands and Nasri and his gang was there too. I told nas bout the incident earlier and he said jus texted him if anything happens. We're not chickens who will ask for assistance in times of troubles. So Nas and his gang went in the arcade while Faiz I,R and myself sat outside,sitting around like lost souls.&lt;br /&gt;Then,those shitheads went up and stared at us,I gave them my KELERPECK face and looked elsewhere. Haha,muke tk fierce langsong siak. Those shitheads was still staring while standing in front of the barber shop. Then,Nas came along wiv two of his members.One of his members asked us,"Asal? Drg nk kau pe?" Then Faiz Imran said,"Tk tau la drg,aku jln rilek sia tdi."&lt;br /&gt;Those shitheads were still looking but then their facial expression changed. Amazingly some of nas's members are related to these shitheads.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that,we didn't do anything coz they are so called "brothers" and we can't do anything about it. "Brothers" shall not fight each other but why must they stare? Pala pantat la korang. Tat tym da stare kat skola abeh ni carik hal kat lua. Bodo. I ain't no friggin FANATIC ohkay.&lt;br /&gt;Rozz,read it,learn it live it!&lt;br /&gt;Bluex! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-889852588739085687?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/889852588739085687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=889852588739085687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/889852588739085687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/889852588739085687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/11/threesome.html' title='Threesome'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-7588803081248045907</id><published>2008-10-04T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:41:00.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>The exams are coming and everyones doing their last round of revisions. I'm darn nervous bout the upcoming O levels exam and i am focusing on my sciences and math. I am hoping for a B3 in math and B4 for sciences. After going through my prelim papers,i figure out tat i can achieve my goals if i study smart and put in a lil bit more effort. I am aiming for Aeronautical engineering course in SP. Whatever it is,i'll do my best!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to warm up my muscles and kick some balls wiv my fellow wanderers at the end of this year. A match is already scheduled at SAFRA Tampines. Adelphi is our opponent this time. Words on the street says that they've won almost all matches that they hv played so far. They won Los Wanderos 14-1 while Nomads[Our team] only won the Wanderos 4-0. Hmmm.. Nvm bout tat,we'll try our best but the qtn is,do we still have our standards and skills? Hope to score another goal for the wanderers again! Yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-7588803081248045907?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/7588803081248045907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=7588803081248045907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7588803081248045907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/7588803081248045907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-5003691590396766552</id><published>2008-10-02T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:56:39.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep.School.Study.Stupid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SOZcbBvHj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/frf9hHkYWBw/s1600-h/AiZy%27s_103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252987634766548866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SOZcbBvHj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/frf9hHkYWBw/s320/AiZy%27s_103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to introduce a few of my friends before starting the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel: Miru [Pic not included]&lt;br /&gt;Sparrow: Faz&lt;br /&gt;Leopard: Zul [Pic not included]&lt;br /&gt;Mouse: Aiz I&lt;br /&gt;Ostrich: Yat&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe: Aizy[Myself of course.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day in school and never in my life,i abscond frm school. It was 12:52pm jus now n my friends and i was lyk hanging around by the pond area at the school's foyer. Then,sparrow,leopard and the mouse and angel miru said tat they planned to go home early coz they have plans in the afternoon,so they went out first together wiv the lower sec students. The lower sec students had their exams today so they have the excuse to go home early. Amazingly, sparrow,lion,mouse and miru angel managed to get out of the school and the were like so proud as their escape was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the OM came,asking my friends and i bout wad r we having at tat tym and this is how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM: Wad r u guys having now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe[Myself,Aizy]: We jus finished our papers ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM: So,now u all have nothing ah? Can go home oredi ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe: Yar yar,k i go home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostrich n giraffe walked away frm the pond area and we went out of the school. The momnet i stepped out of the school,angel miru was waving at me happily,saying goodbye too.[Haha,confident siak ckp bubbye!] Ostrich and i met sparrow,lion and mouse somewhere near the skewl gate and then we had a chat. I told them tat i wanna go bck in coz i dun wanna get into any serious trouble but then they all told me tat i shud go home and change coz we're heading to bugis at arnd 4 lyk tat.[Padahal cabot skola kul 12 lebih siol,abeh kua kul 4. Yg penting,aku tk gi pon bugis.. Kwang3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we all decided to go back in and all of us was afraid tat there were teachers or worst,the principal,the VP or the DM were to see us. Actually i dont wanna lose my english lesson coz for obvious reasons. Kay den,we entered the skewl wiv a lil bit drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe: Ehk,paper start wad tym ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouse: Ahh..130 lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe: Oh kaykay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security&lt;br /&gt;guard: Are you guys having ur N levels today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us: Yar2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all rushed into the classroom block n went to our respective classes.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;A stupid thing to do to abscond..&lt;br /&gt;Den in after skewl,my "syg" and i bought bubble tea together. Its been a while since i drink bubble teas. I miss them loadz!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,thats bout it for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tata n take care peepz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-5003691590396766552?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/5003691590396766552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=5003691590396766552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5003691590396766552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/5003691590396766552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleepschoolstudystupid.html' title='Sleep.School.Study.Stupid?'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SOZcbBvHj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/frf9hHkYWBw/s72-c/AiZy%27s_103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-3458726366496031086</id><published>2008-09-30T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:25:58.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidilfitri Prayers</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;This morning,i went to the mosque wiv my dad n bro. My bro and i wore black kurung while my dad wore brown. We went dere by cab and arrived dere at around 645am. The cool morning breeze,the atmosphere of the mosque wiv the takbir and all brings the raya spirit to life but still,i can't believe tat today is the 1st of Syawal. Its lyk,i was fasting a week ago and this morning when i woke up at arnd 5,no one was sahuring. Mcm weird gtu. Hahs. Anyway,the prayers was very relaxing jus now especially wiv the cooling weather. I jus love this kind of weather. hehs. K lar,i think tats it for now. I'll post again sum other tym. :)&lt;br /&gt;Aizy Alonso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-3458726366496031086?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/3458726366496031086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=3458726366496031086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/3458726366496031086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/3458726366496031086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/09/aidilfitri-prayers.html' title='Aidilfitri Prayers'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-8017598820286549242</id><published>2008-09-30T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:05:01.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiring yet fun day</title><content type='html'>Wow,i really wore myself today coz i spent more than half of the day outside n i even break fast outside wiv my sis and her friends as we dun have tym to head hme to break our fast wiv our families. Tagged along wiv them coz my sis told me that she wanted to go to the cotton on shop but we end up spending our time looking for raya stuffs instead. First,my sis n i went to meet Iza[Fat &amp;amp; Nerdy one!] at tamp mrt station. While we're on our way to bugis,something cool happened! I fell asleep standing! hah! Amazing huh? Haha.. Kay back to the story. We headed to bugis and meet another two of her friends&lt;br /&gt;Arif and Nadia. My sis and Nadia went for their haircut at Toni &amp;amp; Guy Academy while Arif,Iza n me roamed bugis to look for Arif's shoes[Carik kasot pey lambat,sabar jek aku. Haha!] Iza bought her new M1 pp8 card den we roamed bugis again to window shop. Now i noe where to find that particular shoe tat i've been craving for since the past few months! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;While we're walking around,Iza told me tat she saw my twin and when i gaze upon the flood of people in bugis,i saw Yat n Faz. They went shopping for new clothes, jeans and bermudas too. Kay,shortcut,mls nk tulis panjang2. We went to geylang n bought all the necessities and went home. Took 359 home wiv my sis.&lt;br /&gt;And then balek lor.[Ey.Leceh jugak ni blog]&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Kay2,&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYE KEPADE SEMUE OLANG! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-8017598820286549242?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/8017598820286549242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=8017598820286549242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8017598820286549242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/8017598820286549242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/09/tiring-yet-fun-day.html' title='A tiring yet fun day'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573907838285629161.post-1345337259900709936</id><published>2008-09-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:32:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey hey peepz!!&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post so yar,i have no idea what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to make my blog interesting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573907838285629161-1345337259900709936?l=aizy-alonso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/feeds/1345337259900709936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573907838285629161&amp;postID=1345337259900709936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/1345337259900709936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573907838285629161/posts/default/1345337259900709936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aizy-alonso.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>aiz alonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01466215902393667325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3WfzyKttBk/SfhfOqxy1uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KC-ld5raUGY/S220/AiZy%27s_1221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
