<?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-5899796</id><updated>2011-08-01T00:21:53.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BrainStorm Defuser </title><subtitle type='html'>well the purpose of me having a blogsite is just simply becos i want to write down my thoughts.. i always have a lot of thinking about even the smallest thing... when i see something i'll think bout it for hours or more... hahaah... but for sure u must expect me to be a hypocrite coz it's not always like that.. i have my personal opinion about everything but i wont always going to do according to it... so nothing matters in here actually... all i want you all out there is to think openly...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-114625141859244546</id><published>2006-04-29T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:11.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go</title><summary type='text'>yeah, just felt like writing something...i've lost a lot of my life right now, i think... well, thats the price i have to pay for commitment...sometimes i feel like laying down everything... letting go everything and just be free, and carefree like i used to...but then again, its the life that i've left behind, the life that i've been trying to avoid... and things wont be better than what im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/114625141859244546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=114625141859244546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/114625141859244546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/114625141859244546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2006/04/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113976987806889196</id><published>2006-02-13T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:11.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classics..</title><summary type='text'>when you've reached the summit, its time for you to stumble down the slope... hard...its a touch and go affair... scratch the surface and leave...  hit and run... maybe a one night stand but doing it till you're tired and turned into a vegetable...and the clouds that shades you from the glorious rays of sunlight are slowly moving away... leaving you high and dry...i need to jerk off... maybe... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113976987806889196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113976987806889196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113976987806889196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113976987806889196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2006/02/classics.html' title='Classics..'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113926031572340374</id><published>2006-02-07T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:11.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender to Sound</title><summary type='text'>i am beginning to feel like a feather in a rainstorm... im wet and floating mercilessly... helpless... and being blown into every direction...im a dreamer, a big dreamer, of wanting to achieve all the impossible things in life, and i am motivated by the dream to dream even more, even bigger, larger than life, and continously i fell into a large elaborate dream of reality...how articulate my mind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113926031572340374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113926031572340374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113926031572340374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113926031572340374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2006/02/surrender-to-sound.html' title='Surrender to Sound'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113794469260427073</id><published>2006-01-22T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.dot.</title><summary type='text'>dear,i am missing you so much right now... its like here i am online, alone in this big empty computer lab, with the airconds full blast... and you're idle, out having fun in a certain gig... damn i miss you.. i want to be there too, with you, cuddling you, hugging you, making jokes, smile, laugh with you or at you, (hehehe) while listening and chilling to the great musics... damn.. i miss that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113794469260427073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113794469260427073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113794469260427073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113794469260427073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2006/01/dot.html' title='.dot.'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113734577487624761</id><published>2006-01-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorky...</title><summary type='text'>wwuuhuuuu... dammit i think i've forgot that i do have a blog... its like ages when i last wrote something in here...hahaha... i am such a dork... and she likes me for that... not that type of dorks, but the kind that can make her laugh and not being all romantic and mushy all the time... i am far from romantic...yeah... this thing is getting better and better... im still learning everyday... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113734577487624761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113734577487624761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113734577487624761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113734577487624761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2006/01/dorky.html' title='Dorky...'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113381000138931087</id><published>2005-12-06T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is All</title><summary type='text'>yeah it is true... the only way humans make their existence meaningful is through love... and not specifically love towards the other gender, but also to everything else... but in this post, im referring to my love, my relationship... and it is a very very fulfilling, very happy and very much fun... and contrary to the popular believes, it wont make the world beautiful, but at least you can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113381000138931087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113381000138931087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113381000138931087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113381000138931087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-is-all.html' title='Love Is All'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-113302714603272011</id><published>2005-11-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Basics!!</title><summary type='text'>this new layout reminds me of how web design have changed... i can still remember those days when we all still use the good ol' notepad to write the html codes for webpages... and it brings me memories of high school... those days, knowing the abbreviation 'html' stands for what, can make you a genius ( but both now or then, you're still a nerd )... hahaha... and thats in 1995... mwahahahah...and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/113302714603272011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=113302714603272011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113302714603272011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/113302714603272011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics!!'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112913868020277928</id><published>2005-10-13T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you my lady, are you?</title><summary type='text'>love and distance wont mix, its like oil and water.... and the relationship is like a rubber band... it is flexible and can stretch over some distance, but it'll reach a point where it will break... dammit... so it will take a very strong rubberband if you want to stretch it at a very long, long distance... and such rubberbands are hard to find...lately i found three things that are rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112913868020277928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112913868020277928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112913868020277928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112913868020277928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/10/are-you-my-lady-are-you.html' title='Are you my lady, are you?'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112828548161107668</id><published>2005-10-03T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pegasus here I come....</title><summary type='text'>the fasting month is coming again... thank god its rainy season so it wont be that tiring... at least...and i'm planning to earn some money during this holiday so that what we're planning to do after Raya will go smoothly and accordingly...now, the number is ten, and still counting... and the thing is going on well, in fact better and better... i dont know, maybe it is meant to be afterall... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112828548161107668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112828548161107668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112828548161107668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112828548161107668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/10/pegasus-here-i-come.html' title='Pegasus here I come....'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112715255293584193</id><published>2005-09-20T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poppy</title><summary type='text'>there's something i miss the most, actually, that is, the feeling of being discontented, with your life, with your achievements, with your views on the mechanics of the world... i've stop thinking about why water is liquid, about why lights are made up of particles that have wave properties, of why the goose can fly but the smaller birds like quails cannot, of why the curvature of space effect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112715255293584193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112715255293584193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112715255293584193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112715255293584193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/09/poppy.html' title='Poppy'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112534418838689798</id><published>2005-08-30T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...nobody likes you when you're 23....</title><summary type='text'>.... and yet she loves me so much! i know that! and i love her too... so damn much...yeah.. its that date again... such a lame date... friggin birthday... and i am still the same... except for that love that she showers me endlessly...i have nothing to say today... its just that, i've always have this feeling, this sad feeling... on the day i get a year older... i dont know why, it just keep on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112534418838689798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112534418838689798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112534418838689798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112534418838689798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/08/nobody-likes-you-when-youre-23.html' title='...nobody likes you when you&apos;re 23....'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112400636602679695</id><published>2005-08-14T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White and Black</title><summary type='text'>as if, i'm losing my ability to ramble, to write total nonesense... and i really hate that because it indicates that i'm losing my creativity... no its not! i'm not losing the thinking capability, but i'm lacking execution... i am full with all the blue prints, of the plans that i want to make, but when it comes to execution i fail completely... man that sucks...well fine, i'm not going to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112400636602679695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112400636602679695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112400636602679695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112400636602679695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/08/white-and-black.html' title='White and Black'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112348119869503896</id><published>2005-08-08T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commenting</title><summary type='text'>so this is my new layout... and i've switched from tagboard to comments... so feel free to leave any comments here.. thanx!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112348119869503896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112348119869503896' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112348119869503896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112348119869503896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/08/commenting.html' title='Commenting'/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112223040810304166</id><published>2005-07-24T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good News of the Worldhahaha i just have to post this... well just read on this...feels kinda star struck... its beyond my wildest dream... looks like we have to work harder to live up to the expectation.. dammit...in other news, the 'in' trend nowdays seems to be loud bangs (read - bombings)... if you want to express how you feel, or to convey certain message to the rest of the world, then pack </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112223040810304166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112223040810304166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112223040810304166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112223040810304166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-news-of-world-hahaha-i-just-have.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112165774104584500</id><published>2005-07-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:10.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cloudy Mindim not even half active lately, i mean here in my blog. i cant write even a single paragraph about the feeling or the life. i dont know. lots and lots of interesting and/or problematic events happened lately but i just fucked that all up.fuck pan pj! they hired some deaf waiters... so fuck pan pj! hahahafuck ayah pin too... i like ayah button more! hahahahai dont know what to write... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112165774104584500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112165774104584500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112165774104584500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112165774104584500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/07/cloudy-mind-im-not-even-half-active.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-112006773998179254</id><published>2005-06-30T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Droppretentious as fuck... i shouldnt say that words, or should i say its a must? looking at the "scene" we are in right now i think those words cannot wholly describe its true meaning...when the aeroplane hit the air pocket, it will be free falling, and if i hit the air pocket in my brain, its my emotion that is free falling... i'm counting on the parachute but couldnt find the right string to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/112006773998179254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=112006773998179254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112006773998179254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/112006773998179254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/06/drop-pretentious-as-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111955148363856179</id><published>2005-06-24T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ArgumentsLately we argue a lot... and often because of something so small.. and often we end up being upset, no matter who was wrong or right... and i think this is just a phase, and that this is going to mature... we've been puzzled of why up until now we never have a serious fight, is it healthy or not? and we never really want to be in a fight actually, coz it will hurt so much...people say, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111955148363856179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111955148363856179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111955148363856179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111955148363856179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/06/arguments-lately-we-argue-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111920697763590869</id><published>2005-06-20T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Train of Thoughtsdammit i got an awful lot of things to be told, or perhaps to think about...we are living in a polarised world, a set of unchangeable rules are upon us... meaning that only a certain amount of light can be shone upon our life...dammit i'm confusing myself right now, my brain is peeling itself off...if this is life, please tell me that it is worth living...a lot of things, but i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111920697763590869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111920697763590869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111920697763590869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111920697763590869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/06/train-of-thoughts-dammit-i-got-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111791477969372164</id><published>2005-06-05T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Butter-not-at-all-worth-ywell, i'm half way thru writing about the governments' plan to apply the harm reduction technique in order to control the drug addiction problem when somethings change my mood... so i decided to write something thats totally different... hahaha...i am not at all excited about going to penang for the beautiful junk festival... i dont know why but i just dont have the mood.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111791477969372164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111791477969372164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111791477969372164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111791477969372164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/06/butter-not-at-all-worth-y-well-im-half.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111773820735348982</id><published>2005-06-03T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Highlanderyeah! just got back from my family trip to Cameron Highlands... ermm... i think i wont be telling the whole nine yards about the trip... hahaha coz i will never write such things here, my real life is not the same as my online life... i try to separate it... so that i'm not such a person who think my real life is in this virtual world... oh but then, i do tell some, bout my real world, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111773820735348982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111773820735348982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111773820735348982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111773820735348982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/06/highlander-yeah-just-got-back-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111747485493070815</id><published>2005-05-31T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Low Lifei fuckin' hate rempits... why on earth do they even exist... i think rempits are aliens from another planet on a far far away galaxy... they came thru a space portal called modified motorcycles... just hear the sound of it, out of this world i say! no real human can stand such a tremendous sound... or perhaps the sound is somekind of an encoded message... the way they communicate, spread </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111747485493070815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111747485493070815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111747485493070815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111747485493070815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/low-life-i-fuckin-hate-rempits.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111726164031572417</id><published>2005-05-28T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lovers Come and Lovers Gook... im going back home later this evening... had a great week and a half... lots of things happenend... yeay!! subang is a very nice place, minus the traffic jams... hahahah...cant wait to be back here in another ten days or so... maybe by that time the EP will be finished, or partly finished, coz we dont decide about the mastering part yet...oh, i'm continuing my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111726164031572417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111726164031572417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111726164031572417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111726164031572417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/lovers-come-and-lovers-go-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111713503960745851</id><published>2005-05-27T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Simplexhey there, well its been about a week or so... and yes i am here in Sunway...for the past 5 days we've been struggling to record April's first EP...its kinda tiring but it was all worthwhile...managed to record 5 songs... with such limited time due to the tight budget... gotta cramp in some more i think for the mixing and mastering... dammit...but what made me more thankful was the effort/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111713503960745851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111713503960745851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111713503960745851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111713503960745851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/simplex-hey-there-well-its-been-about.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111617682596910179</id><published>2005-05-16T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing... really!well a quick update... i'm going to KL, err Subang Jaya for about a week or so... i got something to settle...first of all, April is going into the studio for recording... its gonna be an ep or demo, will decide later... and hope everything will go smoothly...second of all, i need to go to mmu to settle something.. once and for all... hahahahthird of all, i'm dead bored here, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111617682596910179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111617682596910179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111617682596910179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111617682596910179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111601533980344998</id><published>2005-05-14T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juliana Evanstoday we talked about Kelantan people... those Kelantanese...i am proud being a Kelantanese but i have to point out some bad traits that we have... yeah...you know, we are too proud of ourselves, in fact we even put stickers of Kelantan's flag and/or logos on our car and motorcyles, mainly for those numbers that do not start with the letter 'D'.. and the amazing part is that we, of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111601533980344998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111601533980344998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111601533980344998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111601533980344998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/juliana-evans-today-we-talked-about.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111583563219193613</id><published>2005-05-12T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nora Danishhahaha... no i wont be talking about her... i'm just putting a title, eventhough it has nothing to do with my writings... hahahahi dont like the idea of going to gig just to check out bands... and to just listen to the music and judge em... gig is to have fun, to dance around... if you want to relax and enjoy the music, i think you better be in the comfort of your home and listen to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111583563219193613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111583563219193613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111583563219193613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111583563219193613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/nora-danish-hahaha_12.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111566423762234705</id><published>2005-05-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Warsit might be interesting to have wars these days... so that people can suffer and stop being merry all the time... its not a healthy thing to be in such peace... chaos can make human stronger... coz it is surviving that allow human to persevere...peace is boring... and chaos is fun.. becoz everything is in motion... constantly living on the edge... the thrill... the adrenaline... rushing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111566423762234705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111566423762234705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111566423762234705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111566423762234705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/wars-it-might-be-interesting-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111506335887409710</id><published>2005-05-03T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starsthe holiday.. it ruins things... things that i dont want to lose... things that i dont even dare imagine it to end/lose/defunct.... i hate holiday... its killing me...i love holiday... i love doing nothing during the holiday... i love being at home, naked in my room... and looking at the blank ceiling... damn! my ceiling is so boring... maybe i should put something on it... a poster maybe, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111506335887409710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111506335887409710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111506335887409710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111506335887409710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/05/stars-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111446051830336888</id><published>2005-04-26T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Huda!!!I miss her so much!!! Ngeeee!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111446051830336888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111446051830336888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111446051830336888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111446051830336888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/huda-i-miss-her-so-much-ngeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111436837688391685</id><published>2005-04-25T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Van BandI have a van... an old van... and i want to modify it... so that i can use it to go to the beach... please people.. donate me some money...I wish... i can travel by folding the map... so that I can be in Subang at her house in her room at this very moment.. and be back here before the sun rise...I am... a loner... here... in my hot room... and missing my other half so much... while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111436837688391685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111436837688391685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111436837688391685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111436837688391685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/van-band-i-have-van.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111420222498298873</id><published>2005-04-23T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kepialu and KelantanHi.... my name is apik and i live in Kota Bharu.. right now there's an outbreak of typhoid.. and we are all like, living in fear... a bit too paranoid...well then, this can make my holiday worst... first of all the only activity that i can do during my holidays is hanging out.... and what more, in kelantan thats the only thing you can do... and now, theres this typhoid thingy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111420222498298873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111420222498298873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111420222498298873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111420222498298873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/kepialu-and-kelantan-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111368546397889562</id><published>2005-04-17T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The End of 2004/2005 Academic Yearhaih... so here i am... sitting alone on my bed facing my pc typing in this blog of mine... so its another end of the academic year...well even though basically i am still at the same level in terms of academic, that i am still a student that have the littlest chance of completing my degree, the fact that i am too lazy to discuss about my studies, the fact that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111368546397889562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111368546397889562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111368546397889562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111368546397889562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/end-of-20042005-academic-year-haih.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111290932404875163</id><published>2005-04-08T05:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Champagne Supernovai really think humans are not that great at all... i dont think they can build weapons that can manipulate the environment... like, controlling earthquake, or cast droughts on their enemy countries...okay... we think that with dreams, we can achieve anything, given that we put our effort in it... but, can we build another sun? you see, dreams are just dreams and we should be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111290932404875163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111290932404875163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111290932404875163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111290932404875163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/champagne-supernova-i-real_111290932404875163.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111248076089545102</id><published>2005-04-03T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:08.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bleeder.i am wondering... do hearts have tounge? coz i've been monologuize since i can remember things... and people enunciate using tounge... i know everything i feel about myself, is somehow felt by others too... because we are just humans and thats what humans do... to speak to oneself is one thing... and to even have a discussion with yourself is like schizophrenic...today, after a long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111248076089545102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111248076089545102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111248076089545102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111248076089545102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/bleeder.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111242391281961155</id><published>2005-04-02T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazybum!ouh.. i'm lazy... and actually i am not in the mood of writing...anyhow... i'll write something...for today is... the second day of the month... so here goes... ahahaha... (alert: jiwangness ahead!)HAPPY FOUR MONTH DEAR!yeah... it was great!! and LOVE is a beautiful four letter word...think thats all.. i'll write later.... coz i'm usually not active during the day...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111242391281961155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111242391281961155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111242391281961155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111242391281961155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/04/lazybum-ouh.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111222185916838837</id><published>2005-03-31T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Geh!!!yeap... i changed the layout... well i'm kinda bored with complex design... so here's a bit simple one... hahahhaha... simply said, this layout design reflects my state of mind right now... simple and clean... not much of a mind distortion....i'm coming out clean... crystal clear as the melting snow... in fact i am transparent.... everyone can see whats inside me... nothing but happy...life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111222185916838837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111222185916838837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111222185916838837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111222185916838837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/03/geh-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111195703041556121</id><published>2005-03-28T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Special Requestplease reveal your identitiy Erin... and that anonymous dude....haiyoh.. kalo nak berkenalan ngan aku sila la direct.. kalo nak kutuk pon sila la direct.. aku bukan kaki pukul ok! tak suka pukul orang... suka kutuk je.. mwahahahah!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111195703041556121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111195703041556121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111195703041556121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111195703041556121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/03/special-request-please-reveal-your.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111185809918623855</id><published>2005-03-27T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Gig of Aprilhahaha... as direct as the title is, yeah it was our first gig as April!... wheee!!!ok... lets start things off with todays recap...at noon, Ayman lost his black bag which he uses to put his Zoom Multieffects and BOSS ODB, and what more, his brothers digicam was in that bag also... he lost it in the Cyberia carpark.. well actually he was carrying the bag and an amp... after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111185809918623855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111185809918623855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111185809918623855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111185809918623855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-gig-of-april-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-111127194451927059</id><published>2005-03-20T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Totally Prodigious!!today is awesome! about a year ago i went to a great concert, that was the incubus concert. and now i just came back from the pit party at KL Tower and there was prodigy! yes the prodigy themselves!! whoaa!!! i remembered way back then when i was totally into the matrix soundtracks... prodigy you guys!! cant fucking believe it!!hahaha their set was kinda short, about an hour..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/111127194451927059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=111127194451927059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111127194451927059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/111127194451927059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/03/totally-prodigious-today-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110974819841938322</id><published>2005-03-02T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That and What Number?yeah! its three... hahaha... i know its not important but for my pathetic little life it is truely important... it has been very very fun and superbly great... wheee... i am so happy...my life is in full bright colors....oh.. i've noticed, i know that lately i've been ignoring my blog... updates are rare and far apart... not like i used to be... well you know... my days are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110974819841938322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110974819841938322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110974819841938322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110974819841938322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/03/that-and-what-number-yeah-its-three.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110876036787850772</id><published>2005-02-19T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:07.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dum Dum!!First of all, i am happy... in fact i am super duper happy! hahahah... i like this, i like everything about it.. never been this happy before... never been in this kind of happiness before...I know, the future is scary, but it is scarier if you dont have a future... and that is me... i have no future yet... in a sense... a bright future.. a promising future... mann... i should do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110876036787850772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110876036787850772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110876036787850772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110876036787850772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/02/dum-dum-first-of-all-i-am-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110824383988347178</id><published>2005-02-13T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:06.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad Luck Day!! Yeah!!i've gotta write these!! i am gonna write all about it!! i've got it all figured out in my head right now! fuck!! i am not okay!lots of things happened not according to my plan.. i know! dont say those holy proverb! i know! i know! i'm human and i cant predict whats gonna happen! but fuck! i am not okay!i should see the signs! lots and lots and lots! but i couldnt do nothing!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110824383988347178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110824383988347178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110824383988347178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110824383988347178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/02/bad-luck-day-yeah-ive-gotta-write_13.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110772570515103714</id><published>2005-02-07T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:06.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Out Of Viewi'm back in KB... and we've already planned something to do...i hope i have lots and lots of money right now so that i can go out and shop till i drop...yeah! i lurve shopping...but not in the sense where i just buy things...but i buy things that i think is needed... at the moment...it's not strange at all.. it is common...i think i'm beginning to go crazy with distance... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110772570515103714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110772570515103714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110772570515103714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110772570515103714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/02/out-of-view-im-back-in-kb.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110737710022757887</id><published>2005-02-03T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:05.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gnaw: Food of The GodsNo seriously, that's a sci-fi film title.... a story about a lab which was doing a research on growth hormone on vegetables... but something went wrong and a few of the lab rats ate those oversized vegetables and somehow they too grown out of control, and so did their appetite... they turned cannibal and hunt for human flesh... and i'll leave the conclusion to you guys to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110737710022757887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110737710022757887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110737710022757887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110737710022757887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/02/gnaw-food-of-gods-no-seriously-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110651866484684904</id><published>2005-01-24T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:00.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Shot The Shooting StarAs i walk up the isle, i saw this little bird running so hard as if it tried to gain momentum so that it can take off... but it forgot one thing, that its wings still didnt have any feathers... and yet it tried and tried until suddenly it collapse and stop breathing...I waited for a moment to see if it will stand up again, but nothing happened, even the falling leaves </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110651866484684904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110651866484684904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110651866484684904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110651866484684904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-shot-shooting-star-as-i-walk-up-isle.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110617006155084302</id><published>2005-01-20T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:00.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck Sem 1 2004/2005Damn it... i think i'm regretting things right now...the whole first trimester... it was a mistake...well, lots of mistakes...Mistakes that i dont think i can correct...mistakes that i think i should had never done...oh holy shit! i'm miserable right now... just by thinking about it...i really feel that i should control myself...why cant i withstand the solitude...?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110617006155084302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110617006155084302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110617006155084302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110617006155084302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/fuck-sem-1-20042005-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110585018094426091</id><published>2005-01-16T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:00.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's like First Breath After ComaHmmm...On 14th January we went to MMU Melaka to perform at the Tribute to Tsunami Victims Charity Concert... were invited by MMUsic Mlk through Eema and Muna personally so we just couldnt resist that... thanks Eema and Muna... and thanks to Mufizah Mufatso for giving us a two way free ride... we owe you big time!The show was fun! Despite of being sorrowful, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110585018094426091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110585018094426091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110585018094426091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110585018094426091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-like-first-breath-after-coma-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110542880527007662</id><published>2005-01-11T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:52:00.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raw Rock Kills....lately i'm having this trouble... of finding about things to write.... lately i dont have anything interesting to share...i just dont have the idea... i'm like lost... lost in words... well actually... i think i'm lost in you...thats why i dont have to write about my depressing thought anymore... thats why i dont have to whine in this blog anymore... thats why i dont have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110542880527007662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110542880527007662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110542880527007662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110542880527007662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/raw-rock-kills.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110517502921175649</id><published>2005-01-08T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black Eye Pissi think i'll just stay in my room today... i think i'm bored like a baby in the cradle... i think i dont have anything to think about... i think i miss my mom... i think she missed me too...we meet people, we get to know people, we become friends, and we lost them... it is something common... and later you'll call it acquaintance... its just a hye and bye... or some other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110517502921175649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110517502921175649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110517502921175649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110517502921175649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/black-eye-piss-i-think-ill-just-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110478259965367448</id><published>2005-01-04T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kids Dont Fall Off and Cry!and yes, they do feel pain but they think its just fun to have bruises while playing in the park... and they seems to dont care if the bruises will go away or will stay... as a memento... and when they're old enough they'll learn to appreciate the scars... its those scars that taught them... or perhaps, its those scars that give them experience...scars sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110478259965367448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110478259965367448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110478259965367448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110478259965367448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/kids-dont-fall-off-and-cry-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110453263034567383</id><published>2005-01-01T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Simply... New Year..oh its two thousand five already...a year where there should be flying cars everywhere, where buildings are floating with the clouds, where space travelling is the new internet, where only one government rule the planet, where robots make a living, and self reproduce, where aliens are citizens and where everything is not ordinary....but the truth is, the world is still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110453263034567383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110453263034567383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110453263034567383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110453263034567383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2005/01/simply.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110445008455405498</id><published>2004-12-31T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rediscovering : Romanceyes... a sequel to yesterday's post...kinda emotional... kinda sentimental... just watched Wicker Park... a very great movie... love-will-prevail kinda movie... and right now listening to Keane... ouh... ahahaha...well i think i'll continue to recap 2004, this time perhaps about my emotional journey...its like forever, i've been looking, or trying to find love... for</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110435392028115091</id><published>2004-12-30T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rediscoveringi dont think i can write something meaningful ( or did i ever write one? ) today coz my straight mind is clouded with this happy feeling... hahaha... my world of today is like living in a biosfera on the surface of the moon... you can jump higher than on earth... and gravity wont pull you too hard if you're falling down and you can always bounce back easily... okay actually i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110435392028115091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110435392028115091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110435392028115091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110435392028115091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/rediscovering-i-dont-think-i-can-write.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110418417406706918</id><published>2004-12-28T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ironyi'm in grief... despite the fact that i am super-happy but still yesterday's disaster made me think... people all over are suffering from loss of their loved ones... just in a blink, happiness was turned into misery and sadness...how magical i might say... when you're happy, there's always someone who's sad... taking advantage of that, you can always say this " no matter how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110418417406706918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110418417406706918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110418417406706918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110418417406706918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/irony-im-in-grief.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110384238742675934</id><published>2004-12-24T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scared!it is that time again where you're feeling insecure over something that seemed solid... you know it is there but you're unsure if it is for real or not...it is your lack of seriousness that made you yourself feels like that... and the thought of losing it is something unbearable...smiles... they mean a thousand... and they have thousand meanings... and smile is when you're sad... and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110365971063177578</id><published>2004-12-22T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>History Is To Cherish...its not a great history, its just your personal experience.. of people, places and doings... and in rare occurances, perhaps successes and achievements... this is your personal history, a life long, unrecorded history, memories that only lives on in your deteriorating mind... unforgettable but hidden, waiting to be unfolded or buried forever...history is to be laugh at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110365971063177578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110365971063177578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110365971063177578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110365971063177578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/history-is-to-cherish.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110357059567537655</id><published>2004-12-21T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hate This Soil!i'm back in MMU... damn... i hate... but its okay... i wont bother to hate it coz i'm gonna think bout other things this place has to offer...got to be some more change in my life..blog is for writing in about your pathetic life.. i know... but my life isnt at all pathetic... its not worth mentioning here...i'm missing my school life... damn... hahahai'm taking this thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110357059567537655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110357059567537655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110357059567537655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110357059567537655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/hate-this-soil-im-back-in-mmu.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110314249877954769</id><published>2004-12-16T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Banjir(Flood) Aftermathoh hell... i think i'm going to recap what happened during the flood.. from my personal experience and my point of view.. its not important but i just feel that i want to..oh here it goes..11.12.2004the day was windy... a lot of black clouds were forced inland.. i was pretty sure it's raining in the rural Kelantan... but we here in KB were not worried about it.. we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110244705231001985</id><published>2004-12-08T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daysi like being at home... i can eat whatever i want, how much i want, whenever i want.. hahahha..i like being at home... i can sleep all day long, or i can go out all nite long...i like being at home... talking to my mom... (hehehe... )but...right now... i'm missing someone that make me feels like blowing up...yeah i wish i am superman... so that i can fly away and come back here in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110244705231001985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110244705231001985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110244705231001985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110244705231001985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/days-i-like-being-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110236366773475602</id><published>2004-12-07T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things.schizophrenic people can see imaginary friends... and some people can see things they shouldnt see... and some people can read other people's mind... and some other people are just plain blind about people around them...i can see things... sometimes i can understand things just by looking at them... and i can figure out how to work things just by observing it.. but that is not always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110236366773475602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110236366773475602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110236366773475602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110236366773475602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/things.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110227617671321045</id><published>2004-12-06T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Debat Perdanahahaha.. i'm back in KB... and the nice thing is that its monsoon time and its raining all day long... i like rain so this is the best time of the year... hahahai havent been watching tv a lot... i dont want to start watching tv... tv is bad.. but just now i watched debat perdana... a very good show... not that i like the content of it or about the discussions, but i like it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110227617671321045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110227617671321045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110227617671321045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110227617671321045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/debat-perdana-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110211190702075796</id><published>2004-12-04T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:59.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Verdict.i am like a first timer on a roller coaster... dont know what to expect but am anticipating the thrill ride... sometime along the ride, panic attack took over my body and my heart stop beating, but then at the end everything summed up and the whole fun experience made me happy...i am like wilbur wright... the curiosity to find out the feeling of flying moves me to keep on trying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110211190702075796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110211190702075796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110211190702075796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110211190702075796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/12/verdict.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110181573856734257</id><published>2004-11-30T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We Look Like Cartoonsyes... a second entry for today...love is a like a religion... you have to have faith in order to believe in love...and if you did something right, you'll feel happiness and the world is a heaven...and if you did something wrong, you'll feel the pain and its like being in hell...i wonder... what should i feel right now..??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110181573856734257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110181573856734257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110181573856734257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110181573856734257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-look-like-cartoons-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110176458098187553</id><published>2004-11-30T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Break The Iceberg!!!!ahh... so the ice have been broken... all the things that we should discuss had been talked about... and all the things thats been in my mind all this while had already been asked and answered.. but then came that question...am i ready or not? sadly i do have to be honest... and i am honest... well i know i can just lie but it wont make any sense when what i'm doing is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110176458098187553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110176458098187553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110176458098187553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110176458098187553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/break-iceberg-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110141547277155508</id><published>2004-11-26T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surreal!!yes... it was surreal... you was surreal... ahaha... but i am pretty sure it was not a dream... i know... because the feeling was solid... the touch was solid... and i hope everything is solid... yeap...i've been busy even after my finals... coz i've changed my course... now i'm an FCM delta MI student... busy being the model for the animatics/story boards of the tv ads, and giving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110115700849276719</id><published>2004-11-23T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghh... tak boleh tido... lagu ini terngiang ngiang... terima kasih seven collar t-shirt kerana membuat lagu ini...::Renaldo Moon::stand tall, leave the waste you're onthere's hope in every warit's time to keep your strength for morefrom what you never knew was yoursinside your wings, i'm asleepstay smooth, i dont need no proofthe silence will speak for both of us from now oni have a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110115700849276719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110115700849276719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110115700849276719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110115700849276719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110115198092313320</id><published>2004-11-23T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuckin' depressingaaa... just out of nowhere, i feel depressed today... well.. actually i'm fuckin bored with my study life.... the sick thought of giving up come flashing like thunder... and its been flickering on and on infront of my cornea like forever...and what should i do if i give up my degree?? right now i'm pretty confident that becoming an engineer is impossible for me... the reason</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110115198092313320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110115198092313320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110115198092313320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110115198092313320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/fuckin-depressing-aaa.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110087176968882835</id><published>2004-11-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ish!!!i'm back in MM-fuckin-U' for the exams.. argh.. exams!!! it really ruined the festive season... hahaha... not that i enjoy hari raya though...well... raya was great as usual.. it was all like, a routine for me so its not that exciting anymore... sometimes to make things more exciting we should prepare some surprises and put in the suspense... then only Raya will be awesome and we really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110087176968882835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110087176968882835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110087176968882835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110087176968882835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/ish-im-back-in-mm-fuckin-u-for-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110029200020620436</id><published>2004-11-13T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!!!yeah! tomorrow is raya!! and everyone will have a smile on their face..!!!maaf zahir batin kalo saya ada tersilap laku tersalah bahasa terhadap kamu!mari beraya dengan aman damai di dalam kelebatan hujan monsun... ahahha!mari makan ketupat sampai perut kembong!mari mabuk makan tapai pulut!mari melihat Lang Buana di tv3!mari lepak di rumah tengok budak2 datang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110029200020620436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110029200020620436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110029200020620436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110029200020620436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya-yeah-tomorrow-is.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110021290672255615</id><published>2004-11-12T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelatamm!!!yeah!! i'm at home now!! finally.. ahahaha... just had what i've been longing for, a proper 'bukak puasa' with my whole family... it was awesome.. and right just now i had my sahur... and i ate a lot... yeah... very the happy one... very the delighted one... uhuuu.........well my mood is all set up for raya... and today i might try to go shopping for my baju raya... damn everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110021290672255615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110021290672255615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110021290672255615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110021290672255615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/kelatamm-yeah-im-at-home-now-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-110004051634223218</id><published>2004-11-10T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Communicationhehhehehe... well this is an invitation... its not a threat...ok... had a good day... eventhough i woke up at 6 pm... ahahaha... ok fine, its like i'm not fasting but "derang main kasar beb, wut to do? (kata lando)".... hehehehbut i feel like, the nite went on very fast... i'm not sure why.. perhaps time do fly, at Mach 3 maybe... (its 3 times the speed of sound in layman's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/110004051634223218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=110004051634223218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110004051634223218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/110004051634223218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/communication-hehhehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109987376693842977</id><published>2004-11-08T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Scott!!notice the title above..?? hahaha for the first time i try to give a title to my post in this blog of mine... ahaha kind of experimenting with the vast possibility of my fucked up and rotting creativity... well.. its a cliche and i dont fucking care...!!!yes... today is monday... and by this friday i'll be in my hometown.. am looking forward to it... but not looking to far ahead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109987376693842977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109987376693842977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109987376693842977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109987376693842977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/great-scott-notice-title-above.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109943714914176659</id><published>2004-11-03T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have u ever feel like..u really want to say something...something that will make a change..something that will mean a universe to u..something that will make it the best thing that ever happened to u..something meaningfull.. even if it is just a three words sentence...but u just cant find the best time..but u just cant have the right moment...but u just fail to move your tounge...and i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109943714914176659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109943714914176659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109943714914176659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109943714914176659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/have-u-ever-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109934743604961472</id><published>2004-11-02T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not well...my pc is not well..was not working at all last nite..i have to spend almost 12 hours just to figure out what went wrong and repair it..its like repairing R2D2, C3P0 and Millennium Falcon at once... ahahahah ( lawak nerd)and now i just cant make my yahoo msger working... well the new version.. the previous version worked just well.. so rite now im using the previous one... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109934743604961472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109934743604961472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109934743604961472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109934743604961472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-not-well.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109909328536127483</id><published>2004-10-30T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>todays saturday... and tomorrows sunday... and its nuzul quran... and the following monday will be a holiday... owhhhh... a very looong weekend... i have to pretend that i enjoy weekends... ahahah.. if not i'll be in a big troublesome moody state... ahahah.. i dont want that...well.. not much to say.. just feeling like dreaming... being in a spaceship with a girl looking out of the window </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109909328536127483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109909328536127483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109909328536127483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109909328536127483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/todays-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109883167160702108</id><published>2004-10-27T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well..its 13th of ramadhan.. and here i am.. still the same me... so much for my spiritual healing..well...perhaps whats changing is... my emotional state.. it is healing...well..i'm just wondering... what is becoming with this world... you see.. people kill people... they do it just as if they are crushing roaches.. well figuratively... its like those people are somekind of trash and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109883167160702108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109883167160702108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109883167160702108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109883167160702108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109874079551450094</id><published>2004-10-26T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha..so i'm a bit gedik today.. i dont know why.. maybe there's something to do with the beautiful moon tonite... ahahahwell...you, illuminates the nite sky...you, a loyal companion for the lone hearts..you, gave shadows to darkness..and you,gives me this crazy mellow feelings... ahahahamann.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109874079551450094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>hmmm... todays sunday... and tomorrow is Monday... i like mondays nowdays.. ahhaha and i kinda hate weekends... yeah... i'll look forward to mondays... shit..i think im starting the chemical reaction... well perhaps it just starts in me only for now... and i need the main substance for the portion to make it work... guess i have to pour in a little bit of a catalyst so that i can be sure the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109857457789327211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109857457789327211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109857457789327211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109857457789327211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/hmmm_24.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109831277620022215</id><published>2004-10-21T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm...have you guys ever felt like this... when you have something cool... and you really wanted to share it with your friends.. but you are afraid that, that something cool will get into the hands of someone thats not cool and they will ruined all the coolness of it..?? aaa... do u get what i'm trying to say..??ahahaha... well the situation is... in other words.. you are afraid that the </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109822479631561505</id><published>2004-10-19T05:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waaa... today... was suck... i cant even begin describing it coz it will make me feel miserable... ok i know part of it was my fault.. well perhaps the whole 'suck' thing was my fault... but no i'm not okay with that idea.. i'm not okay about the thought that i've done something that made my day suck... hahahaha... fool!oh well.. there's nothing can be done bout it.. just me being a troubled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109822479631561505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109822479631561505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109822479631561505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109822479631561505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/waaa.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109813535481791416</id><published>2004-10-19T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha.. well it seems kinda funny.. its like, i have this kind of urge to just keep on writing in this blog of mine eventho i dont even have something to write about... well.. yeah.. it is funny..hahaha.. ppl keeps on complaining about my writings.. about me using intricate sentences and how hard to understand what i'm trying to say... well.. its my way of writing.. i dont expect ppl to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109813535481791416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109813535481791416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109813535481791416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109813535481791416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109806138500886426</id><published>2004-10-18T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am working on my new layout.. maybe its time for some changes.. by the way.. i think i am changing.. morphing into something else.. i'm guessing, my life will change.. a major one.. but it depends totally on me... and perhaps.. a mutual change.. me and the other half.. i just cant be on my own.. i just cant make up things in my mind anymore.. i cant just conclude things by myself.. i have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109806138500886426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109806138500886426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-working-on-my-new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109778516325761774</id><published>2004-10-15T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:57.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now we all know, the words were true, in the sappiest songs.. yes yes..hahahah.. i cant get that song out of my head... been looping that only song in my winamp for like a thousand times already today... dammit.. i dont know what i was doing... hahaha.. pathetic... very!hmm.. well today is the first day of the fasting month, Ramadhan for this year... and i'm stuck here in mmu... and have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109778516325761774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109778516325761774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109778516325761774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109778516325761774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/now-we-all-know-words-were-true-in.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109770528875884597</id><published>2004-10-14T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i havent update this blog for a very loooooooong time.. yes.. this words are the usual in my last few posts... damn.. i dont know.. i just dont have the urge to write something.. maybe my mind is occupied enuff.. occupied with some other crappy things... and is not worthwhile to mention here.. like what i'm doing write now..okay... i'll write something about my life.. i just feel that its more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109770528875884597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109770528875884597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109770528875884597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109770528875884597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-havent-update-this-blog-for-very.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109596910795847952</id><published>2004-09-24T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm...actually... i'm in the mood of writing... but unfortunately i dont know what to write... guess i just write down things about my life lately...hmm well... lately i've been doing those normal things students do... register subjects, going to classes and all... well maybe i'm beginning to get serious with my study... oh my... after four years..?? and only after four years then you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109596910795847952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109596910795847952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109596910795847952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109596910795847952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109531630329755355</id><published>2004-09-14T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we gonna die like this you know, miserable and all... hahahaha a nice quote from TBS...oh i cant keep track of my days anymore... there's a funny thing just happened to me.. i thought that i still have another week of holiday so i came back to KL to do some stuff here for a while when i just realized that it was actually the last week of holiday already... shit... so i was forced to end my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109531630329755355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109531630329755355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109531630329755355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109531630329755355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/09/we-gonna-die-like-this-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109389164313031070</id><published>2004-08-30T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> so it is my birthday... 22 years of life already... and as always, i cant assign something meaningful to it... no significance of it...it is just another date...  thanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109389164313031070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109389164313031070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109389164313031070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109389164313031070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-it-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109346764993072650</id><published>2004-08-26T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was wondering why we look so sad everyday... whats wrong with the air we breath that make us so pathetic.. even for a slightest thing we can turn ourself into the most saddest living thing on earth... or perhaps we are overdosed with excitement and entertainment that make us sad..?? becoz we are able to eliminate all the feeling inside and so we have to create a situation for us to be use as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109346764993072650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109346764993072650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109346764993072650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109346764993072650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-was-wondering-why-we-look-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109239375671393385</id><published>2004-08-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh i just got back from my 'study week' at home... heheheh... so i went home coz i miss my mom, plus i ought to attend my very first wedding of one of my close friends...oh i'm not gonna write about any other stuff then whats going on in my mind right now...here goes...holly shit... my friends are getting married... we are 22 already... i guess its normal but i just cant accept this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109139720164511975</id><published>2004-08-02T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have nothing to write... but i just want to welcome the month of August... and with that to announce also the end of July... my favaourite month of the year o dear August... hahahaha.. i'm all happy about it... woot woot uhuhuhuhu yeh yeh yeh...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109139720164511975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109139720164511975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109139720164511975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109139720164511975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-have-nothing-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109114795383053181</id><published>2004-07-30T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think we have only two kinds of human being here on earth... and that is stupid and clever... it is true you know... because everything human do or think or say can be justified with this two words.... so for example, if you are lazy to go to class, then you are stupid because you dont think about the consequences.... of coz in the sense of academic, you'll lose some valuable lessons and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109114795383053181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109114795383053181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109114795383053181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109114795383053181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-think-we-have-only-two-kinds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109070720799044303</id><published>2004-07-25T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm listening to Tiramisu after reading those review bout the indie rockers big day out... i am sooo damned for not going there... i really fucking hate the sudden situation... always it is like this.... when something good is ahead of me and i really plan to go then some big obstacle would prevent me... but anyhow now is July... my bad luck month of the year... oh how i hate july... please </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109070720799044303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109070720799044303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109070720799044303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109070720799044303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-listening-to-tiramisu-after-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-109035781306733677</id><published>2004-07-21T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm... its been very long... very very long... i am so sorry that i havent put anything into this lately... i am absolutely have nothing interesting going on.. but right now i have something that might be very interesting..  i pick this one from a book called the curious incident of a dog in the night-time... a very interesting book... go check it out...  anyhow... this is a section in the book</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/109035781306733677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=109035781306733677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109035781306733677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/109035781306733677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm_21.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108921982990959889</id><published>2004-07-08T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is really fucked upwhats going on in malaysia.. where's those friendliness that we boast around.. ?? what kind of fucked up mentality have we been brewing here in malaysia..?? whats wrong with that guy..?? was he insulting your moms that give u the right to beat him..?? all he's doing was trying to have some fun with his fiancee.. was it wrong..? but maybe his only fault was confronting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108870909643714742</id><published>2004-07-02T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm...its been quite some time now that i didnt post something here... well its not that i was too buzy or what.. but its just that i dont have the time to write what i've been thinking... coz things went on a very rapid flow... its like a flash of strong light.. it burns your retina but just for a while you recovered...hmm well there is no meaning at all.. all the things that i've done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/108870909643714742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=108870909643714742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108870909643714742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108870909643714742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108818306427014683</id><published>2004-06-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...... and so the light is fading out... and i think i'll miss those tender photons... hmmphh... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/108818306427014683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=108818306427014683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108818306427014683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108818306427014683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108738852864091460</id><published>2004-06-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE TREEa very bright light shone on my eyelids and made them glow in orange... i was awaken by that ray of light and slowly i opened my eyes... but all i could see was whiteness with some blurry images.. my eyes felt sore due to my long sleep... i waited for my iris to adjust to the light... and gradually the view got clearer... i could see that i was standing on a grass field... stretched </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/108738852864091460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=108738852864091460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108738852864091460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108738852864091460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/06/tree-very-bright-light-shone-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108733825291927054</id><published>2004-06-16T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....first of all today i'm feeling totally fucked up... everything was a mess today... dont know why.. with all this hassle and things that happened around me, i come to a very very intense confusion... oh my my..people around me looked so excited towards this football/soccer thingy... that Euro Cup or whatever they call it i dont know.. but here i am... a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/108733825291927054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=108733825291927054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108733825291927054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899796/posts/default/108733825291927054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>apik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08568719498157830476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108707469697334129</id><published>2004-06-13T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how am i going to pass this friggin course if i keep on skipping classes and quizzes and tests and feel good about it..?? well i wonder how... as for today i sleep at 6 a.m and woke up at 9.30... i supposed that i cannot sleep... and the reason that i woke up early was becoz of my own urge to go to a test that i should take.. well it was kinda supplementary test... but then as i wake up, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899796.post-108672365374583170</id><published>2004-06-09T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:51:52.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>owh so it was done... everything was done accordingly... the Audiowarfare had officially ended just now... and the outcome..? well we got second place... something that honestly we... and i myself personally.. dont even dare to hope and dream of winning... we never expected it... true... we do think we suck big time... or me.. i suck big time... i cant hear my guitar... and i got lost and out of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apik.blogspot.com/feeds/108672365374583170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899796&amp;postID=108672365374583170' title='0 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