<?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-32224750</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:14:35.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amir</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224750.post-372010245816749430</id><published>2007-12-09T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T04:41:35.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just spent around 200 bucks just to get my phone repaired!&lt;br /&gt;the freaking internal lcd cracked while i was doing closing 3-4 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 250 bucks gone to bills. and another 100+ to transport.&lt;br /&gt;and working in Tampines when i'm staying in Woodlands isn't helping at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i also figured out that my intelligence and command of language, it's worse now that i stopped studying for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;it's like... i'm getting dumber as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, sometimes working under service and F&amp;amp;B can be pretty exciting.&lt;br /&gt;like having typical customers walking in, asking you all sorts of stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i had my fair share. oh someone did come up to me and ask "what's whipped cream ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and inside my head, my thoughts went, "OMG! This guy had never tasted whipped cream in his entire life?" i was lost for words for a few seconds, followed by me staring blankly at his face  and went "err... here i let you taste it yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and god. where's the shame? someone could actually walk up and go "can i have free coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating kids coming and wanting to buy a solo espresso. even after much explaination on what it actually is, they're still persistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, when my phone's working again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-372010245816749430?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/372010245816749430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=372010245816749430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/372010245816749430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/372010245816749430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/12/god.html' title=''/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-5860484319153672283</id><published>2007-11-22T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T03:31:41.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concealed in the day's bright lie</title><content type='html'>is it gonna be over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing that we had for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-5860484319153672283?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/5860484319153672283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=5860484319153672283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/5860484319153672283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/5860484319153672283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/11/concealed-in-days-bright-lie.html' title='concealed in the day&apos;s bright lie'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-3903091052923995716</id><published>2007-05-22T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:45:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been long since...</title><content type='html'>damn i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me actually told me that i work too much for a part timer. working double shifts (opening at one store and closing at another) and attachments, covering for partners on MC and stuffs. i can't complain much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hadnt been attaching much this past 2 weeks.. only to suntec convention (SB-SN) and ocbc building (SB-OE) down at raffles place. OE actually &lt;strong&gt;BOOKED&lt;/strong&gt; me to work at their store. haha. i was called prostitute by some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand... a few days back me and a group of guys (5 altogether) went to Geylang after supper for what we call 'cheap thrill'. it's kinda late like around...3am or smth? we walked down the streets full of prostitutes and boy, i have to say that it's a hell of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;one of the guys said its even more scary than going to OCH. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our trip to Changi last night isnt that exciting. we didnt see much of 'them' - go figure who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better get some sleep. just got home from closing and my eyes are half open. i'll be over at OE tmr for closing. so i better hit the sack now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, do not msg me on my cell unless you dont want me to reply. if there's anything, CALL me. i won't reply if you msg =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-3903091052923995716?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/3903091052923995716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=3903091052923995716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/3903091052923995716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/3903091052923995716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-has-been-long-since.html' title='it has been long since...'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-6886788296365798856</id><published>2007-05-01T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T02:15:28.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this balloon is just too thick</title><content type='html'>i really cant be bothered with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway was working at Suntec Convention today. been there for attachment for like... 4-5 times already. and the best thing is, there isnt any convention on that day. im laughing at myself in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually cant believe i forgot to bring my socks to work. imagine this guy with white polo t with black berms, and black sneakers but with no socks on. haha. its so uncomfortable. had to get used to it. and the best thing is, my shoes already has holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole day while i work, my back hurts, even till now. guess i slept in a wierd position last night or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people find me wierd. do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-6886788296365798856?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/6886788296365798856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=6886788296365798856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6886788296365798856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6886788296365798856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-balloon-is-just-too-thick_01.html' title='this balloon is just too thick'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-8701299294854040276</id><published>2007-04-30T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T04:04:02.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you assumed you're safer in my room</title><content type='html'>its almost 4am and still i cant seem to fall asleep, even though it's raining kinda heavily. perfect weather to sleep in, but its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe you might wanna laugh at this, but i just feel like dancing when i listen to michael jackson's songs. hahahaha. wierd wierd me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some might even go "you actually listen to MJ?! wtf happened to the rocker in you?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i prefer to not say anything to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've got a pretty hectic work schedule for the week, and here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; - 3 to 1030pm at Suntec Convention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - 3 to 9pm at United Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; - 10am to 6pm at OCBC Building (down at Raffles Place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; - 1 to 7pm at Tampines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - 1230 to 630pm at Northpoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm heading down to NP's chalet hopefully on the next week's Monday night, if i get to do closing at Northpoint. otherwise, i might be dropping by in the late afternoon/early evening or smth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-8701299294854040276?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/8701299294854040276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=8701299294854040276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/8701299294854040276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/8701299294854040276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-assumed-youre-safer-in-my-room.html' title='you assumed you&apos;re safer in my room'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-6826089365096189570</id><published>2007-04-29T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:56:17.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood on the dance floor</title><content type='html'>dont ask me why, but suddenly i was listening to michael jackson all over again, like i used to long long ago. i can still recall the days i imitate his moves and all. haha. go ahead and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's the 29th of April and its the day somebody turned 18.&lt;br /&gt;and its no other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FITRI FARINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. happy 18th birthday sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt do much today cos its end of the month and we're both broke... so i promised to get her presents when i get my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway birthdays aside, the partners at NP didnt know i'm fitri's boyfriend. after so long i've been hanging out there, especially when she's working.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'll update more when i've got the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-6826089365096189570?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/6826089365096189570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=6826089365096189570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6826089365096189570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6826089365096189570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/04/blood-on-dance-floor.html' title='blood on the dance floor'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-6250930437031036496</id><published>2007-04-29T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T05:23:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how boring my older posts sounds. haha. well, what can i say? that's me in the past. nothing much have happened in my life so far, nothing drastic. work has been great. for those who have not heard, i dropped out, or rather quit, my school. so now i'm working almost everyday while waiting to be enlisted into NS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slap me in my face and call me stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and these are what me and fitri has been up to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a73/thegame24189/26-09-06_1242part2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the reason why they call me birdman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a73/thegame24189/Photo0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i hate her that much. hah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a73/thegame24189/Photo0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a73/thegame24189/Photo0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is what happens when we're that bored. i know&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; we look wierd. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-6250930437031036496?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/6250930437031036496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=6250930437031036496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6250930437031036496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/6250930437031036496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2007/04/revamped.html' title='revamped'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116467954047966946</id><published>2006-11-28T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:05:40.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored like fuck</title><content type='html'>currently in school. one whole day doing maths from 9am - 4pm. statistics and accounts. like FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ytd got a msg from fitri, shida wanted to meet up to hang out and chill. the three of us as usual. shida's intention of wanting to meet us? to see her Onn guy and just to chill. desperate. haha. fitri bought the peppermint mocha frappuccino and shida got a free venti-sized mango + raspberry tea frappuccino. fitri's not that bad since she LOVES peppermint. shida's drink...no comments. we relaxed and talk about stuffs that are not really important. actually, more like only me relaxed. fitri was too uptight because she didn't get to eat. shida had a sucky day and she's too desperate to get smth that she couldn't. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time chill, must really chill and just talk cock all the way alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://www.allegraevenstar.blogspot.com"&gt;fitri's blog&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see some of the reasons why people hate Starbucks. seriously they got problems with themselves. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty then. i'm gonna get myself busy with my tutorial. show some pity for the tutor since i haven been paying attention since i stepped in class just now. have a nice day everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116467954047966946?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116467954047966946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116467954047966946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116467954047966946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116467954047966946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored-like-fuck.html' title='bored like fuck'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116454694491016387</id><published>2006-11-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:15:44.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have it all?</title><content type='html'>i've been so sleepy these past few days even though i have enough sleep. why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway as usually nothing different happened these past few days. went down to my store a couple of times just to chill with the guys there. didnt work for the whole week and kinda missed it. cant wait for my next working day! wooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i visited the gym, or even jog. been slacking around at home doing nothing, the usual lazy-assed guy you know. the only things that i do is to go school, come back and sleep. if there's work then i'd go work after school. no life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why some people are just so uptight. im not referring to anybody in particular. just relax and chill. what's there to get so worked up about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;some people just have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116454694491016387?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116454694491016387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>currently at home doing  nothing and having nothing to do. why? no idea. if only i could work everyday and be home late everyday. if i'm working today i would be down at my store right now thinking of nothing but just work and have fun with everyone. even customers. and THINK OF THE MONEY THAT I'LL GET! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fit's off with her fellow friends down to MOS for some event or smth. $20 bucks just to get in? waste of money if you ask me. i'd rather use the money to go to some nice place to eat or smth. or go starbucks and chill there with shida and steve. or i could use the money to play pool with my poly mates. what's with paying $20 bucks just to get in and dance around? haha. cant blame their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wont be back from that place till tmr, and tmr she still has a class chalet. so she wont be back that night. and surprise surprise she didnt bring charger. haha. looks like i'll just to find someone else for the time being to waste my time away. i need to get a life don't i? i feel so wasted for wasting all the time i could spend on my poly mates and the rest on her. i mean, why? its not that she's the world to me or anything. dont get me wrong. i'm only 17. you kids who think that their boyfriend/girlfriend is your world is kinda deluded, especially when the two of you ended up in seperate ways after a few months. im not referring to all anyway. some really is their world. ended up getting married after a 2-10 years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im gonna go off playing my guitar or finding something to do to clear my mind off things. not that there's much for me to do anyway. cheerios to all =) what a night to enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116411092195751557?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116411092195751557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116411092195751557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116411092195751557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116411092195751557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/11/crippled.html' title='crippled'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116402839117586497</id><published>2006-11-20T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:13:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relieved</title><content type='html'>aahhhhhhhh. i feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the bar test out of my way. reckoned i did ok for it. got over my effective oral comm ICA where i have to talk for 4 mins, and the best part is i didnt do any preperation for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on with my life. nothing much happened lately. been going to sch and work and out with the usuals (fitri and shida and blablabla).  went for my store's mini spring cleaning on saturday  night. its was okay la. clean here and there. reached home 5am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today met up with fitri and walk and ran under the rain. we got drenched head to toe but it was FUN. haha. been a long time since i got to play in the rain, what more with fitri there? haha. met up with shida at starbucks and just chilled there with a caramel machiatto and mocha frappuccino for shida. shida found a new crush. wouldnt want to talk about it, since i reckoned she wouldnt want everyone to know about him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shivering my way home. its was cold la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to end here for now. my mom's mee goreng making me wanna eat. update again when i feel like it. cheerios to all for now! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116402839117586497?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116402839117586497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116402839117586497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116402839117586497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116402839117586497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/11/relieved.html' title='relieved'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116343373097504934</id><published>2006-11-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:02:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh</title><content type='html'>im back from my area's ATC at ubin yesterday (i'm a CI, in case you guys dont know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept a total of around 6 hours for the 2 nights. not a big deal, but it is when you have to walk around ubin twice for 6 hours. and for like 30mins-1 hour, i'm walking under the rain back to the campsite when it suddenly rained. actually its fun, walking in the rain and no one cares about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet seriously felt like coming off that night. and my calf was like aching, and it still kinda ache now that im at home. met up with fitri and shida and steve after i got home. went off to suntec and slacked at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself a caramel machiatto. got high and all of us started singing random songs while shida just kept quiet. haha. steve shouted at the top of his voice. damn funny. i was like.. singing as if no one's there. with hand actions and all. and i was acting spastic the whole day. giving the dumb-looking face and all. hahahaha. you have to be there to know how spastic i was and how funny the whole night was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've gotta go to sleep cos tmr i have a test for statistics, and fitri's gonna KILL me if i dont sleep now. so cheerios to all! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116343373097504934?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116343373097504934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116343373097504934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116343373097504934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116343373097504934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahhhh.html' title='ahhhh'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116291713224504914</id><published>2006-11-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:32:12.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>been busy lately. coming home at 12am at night and as late as 0430 in the morning cos of work. but work was totally fun. COME ALL TO STARBUCKS! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened except for work, work and work. barely had time for myself. but this will end by next week, when i finish my training and passed my bar test. BAR TEST! woohoo. can't wait to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a challenge with my friends that i'm gonna try to go for the Coffee Master Challenge in Feb 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before all this, i GOTTA BUCK UP ON MY STUDIES!! been lagging behind and all i've been doing is just sit and stare at others getting ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. update some other time. cheerios to all and have a nice day! or should i say night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116291713224504914?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116291713224504914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116291713224504914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116291713224504914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116291713224504914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116220268138191775</id><published>2006-10-30T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:04:41.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back at one</title><content type='html'>alrighty. down at burger king at yishun right now. reason? i skipped lecture and my starbucks class is cancelled cos the trainer is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to have a VERY early dinner with fitri just now at the food court and here i am right now, sipping the caramel machiatto. seems like those who tasted it kinda loved it. haha. i asked for one additional vanilla pump cos they didnt like it too bitter. haha. its nice. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im sitting with fitri and her friends and they are supposed to study but, BUT, they more of like.. talking and talking and talking about starbucks and stuffs that didnt really matter. and i think fitri got high by drinking the coffee. she's like grooving/swaying/dancing to some song she listening to on her mp3/radio. wierd. coffee works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now everybody! cheerios and have a nice day/week! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116220268138191775?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116220268138191775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116220268138191775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116220268138191775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116220268138191775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-at-one.html' title='back at one'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116209735103904094</id><published>2006-10-29T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T12:49:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to square one</title><content type='html'>i think i'm beginning to listen to the loud music i used to listen to in the past. maybe its cos of the recent occurances and stuffs. listening to the loud music kinda helped me relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, its so common nowadays and it seems like almost everyone listens to loud music. metal and stuffs. anyway i think im gonna go get myself busy with improving myself on the guitars. gotta perfect the scales and learn arpeggios. might even go on to sweep picking and maybe perfect the right hand tapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first i need to motivation to play, and the only way to motivate myself is to get myself the guitar that suits me most. and that guitar costs $1400. its ibanez js 100. joe satriani signature series. lucky for me i dont play much of metal/punk/or whatever that turns the kids nowadays. currently hooked onto erm....instrumentals, country, rock. ahh you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna forget about getting better at playing the bass and drums and all the other instruments i wanna play. wanna get better at guitars first. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day everybody! cheerios to all! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116209735103904094?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116209735103904094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116209735103904094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116209735103904094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116209735103904094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-to-square-one.html' title='back to square one'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116161154016236640</id><published>2006-10-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:00:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one chance</title><content type='html'>What I'm about to write now is something that I think is right. Yes I know I may be wrong, but if you think I’m wrong and strongly disagree with me, pardon me but I don't really care. Care has ceased to have any meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round I'm sitting alone at the fast food joint writing this to no one in particular and just having a miserable time to myself. Never knew a little companionship would hurt somebody so much. Well. It's all done now. No longer have someone to look at me while I eat. What can I say? This world isn’t fair anyhow. Tried to shake it all off from my head but I just couldn't. It stays on my mind even how hard I try. Things I hope will happen just refuse to come. Well, that's the thing about hopes and wishes. They never come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this saying that elders used to say to us deluded people who believed that hopes and dreams will never come true unless we put in enough effort and try our best to make it come true. There are two things to the saying. One being that it's a total bullshit, and the other is that these things will never happen. Or maybe I gave hope to others and left none for myself. I guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I'm starting to sound 'emo' and all, but who cares? I mean, if you're sad, you're sad. What's all with the 'emo' word that you call those who feel sad? This is what happens when people who don’t understand just refuses to accept the fact that they don't understand and pretends as if they know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, at least they bother to act to know everything rather than just acting as if nothing happen and not care. All I did was to care and what I got in return is this? Is making someone smile a sin that I never knew about? Maybe it's because of my shallow knowledge of my religion, but for me knowing what’s right and wrong is enough and I believe I’m old enough to differentiate between what's wrong and what's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are against me, I know what I might be doing now is wrong, and that's because you think what you're thinking now is right. What about those who thinks the opposite? The social need of one can be so desperate one can do things that he himself said he wouldn’t. And there's no one there to stop him or do anything about it. That's just the way it is. Going against my own words is what some may call hypocritical. But these things won't happen unless something triggers it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a free world, but how come there's when the need of self-expression is such a sin one can be hated? Weird but if you hadn't went through this or know what I'm talking about, you have a lot to learn. I know myself that I'm stubborn and couldn’t care less what others think about me. If you hate me, that's your problem. You give yourself problems you never knew I don't give a damn. Things do happen for a reason. What's the reason to this? Thinking every night alone in my bedroom never gives me an answer. Thinking about the past just hurts me and thinking about the future is just so 'dreamy'. The future won’t come if the past refuse to leave. Maybe that's what I should do. Forget my past and move on with the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if the past is so hard to let go? I know these things happen a lot to everyone, but let me have my chance to experience it. Some might say it's not a big deal, but again, like I said before, these are the people who act as if they know everything and thought being the shoes of others is so simple. If it is that simple, to be in the shoes of others, I wouldn't be here writing this to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the point? Writing when nothing will change? Bet some will go "OMG this guy is so EMO!" or "Just get a grip and get a life". If you know me enough you know I wouldn't give a damn about what you say to me. You can hate me for that fact. And like I said earlier, you're just adding another person on your 'problem list'. I'll have my own say and if you hate this, go fix yourself something that can make you smile or be happy about. At least by doing so I know someone is happy. Who likes an angry world anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll just stop here before my name appears on multiple 'problem list' of others. I may not care about what people say about me, but at least I could spare a thought for someone who doesn't really matter to me, may even be a stranger to me. But everyone has a world of their own right? It's just that if my world can't go the way I want it to be, why should spoil others' when I’m not part of theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case that anyone who is reading, or read, this and got hurt in any way, i'm sorry. it's not intentional but i need something to let loose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In you I confine myself. I know we’ve been through good and bad times. But the love you showed me in the past have always been on my mind. I gave my heart to you. I gave my heart cos there’s nothing in this world can compare to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116161154016236640?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116161154016236640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=116161154016236640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116161154016236640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/116161154016236640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-chance.html' title='one chance'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-116089698880878590</id><published>2006-10-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:23:08.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just too bad</title><content type='html'>practically im talking to nobody in particular, but for those who didnt manage to read my previous entry, thank god you didnt. it's just too bad for those who did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm not about to spill my whole private life onto this blog. i'll say no more than this. just an update on what have been going on in my life for the past few days, weeks or month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a call from starbucks for another short interview with them. had to get my heavy ass down to tampines mall to meet them. got interviewed by the exact same person who interviewed my a month ago. on that same night i got a call from them saying i got the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i'm just lazing around at home getting my fat ass even fatter. drooling over food i know i can never get to eat before 7pm. BUT fasting isnt that bad. i think i lost some weight even! it was only 3 days ago i went for a morning jog at 6am. managed to jog for only a few minutes when i finally gave up and just walked around the neighbourhood taking in the fresh morning air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all my life has just been nothing but a bore. lost most of what i have. dont ask what. but i'm making up for it through other means. and my school started TOMORROW! how sucky can my life get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. have a nice day everybody. cheerios to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-116089698880878590?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/116089698880878590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>amazing</title><content type='html'>ever wondered how such small matters can be such a big deal to people? i mean, okay i'm the one who was joking around and fitri got insulted for no reason. and now what? 10 people got involved in this? haha. how nosey people can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading on those tag boards that you people use as a form of communication. yes there is nothing wrong with that. but fighting using tagboards? haha. well, not talking about anyone in particular. so, if you think its you, it might not be. unless its guilt that got the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this matters are better solved as soon as possible without the need of fights, even when it started as that. why bother fighting when nothing is done to make it stop? trouble and more trouble is all that you guys are doing. well, pardon me for saying this, but if i were to give advice to someone who's angry at the moment, i'll expect an angry answer. for me, i've learnt that you need lots of water to put out a big fire. one tiny drop wont do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the point of insulting people. yes i do that too and sometimes i cross the lines. but i dont go around getting back at people who didnt insult me in the first place. if they do nothing, why should i bother with them? and how nosey people can get. i mean, if this fight have nothing to do with you, why bother butting in? unless your butt is big, but still, no reason to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. well, i have been wondering to myself about being cool. i mean, being cool is important? haha. if you're cool, so what? want someone to tell you that you're cool? two things that i can infer from that.&lt;br /&gt;1. you have no self confidence and need someone to tell you what you are.&lt;br /&gt;2. you're cool on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, being cool is not important. at least not to me. some would go for fame and fortune, thanks but i'd rather be myself. and tell me. is being really sad/ depressed about stuffs that no one knew about is emo? if it is, then where is the freedom of being sad when all you get from it are insults from people saying that you're trying to be emo? and the best thing is, the insults come from someone that barely knows you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. this past few days have been nothing but a drama. and nosey people got involved when they have nothing to do with it. if this post, or any previous ones hurt you in any way, seriously im sorry but i just need an outlet for all these so you guys know what you are doing. not to sound matured in any way. its just that i took some time off to think rather than opening my mouth saying things without solving it, but only to make it worse. i wont say that im matured cos i know maturity isnt something that is self-proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know that all you guy's intentions are good, but the world does not belong to you. fights like this happen when two worlds disagree with each other. but the irony is that both are achieving for the same thing. the only problem is that the ways of achieving it is different. sometimes the world wont go like how you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want to say more. and like i said, if i did hurt anyone's feelings, do feel free to tag my board and tell me. insults are welcome, only if you know what you're talking about and you know me that well to insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115894641233640673?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115894641233640673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115894641233640673' 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than just doing up a new blogskin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna find a job!&lt;br /&gt;need the money. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115868299961941329?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115868299961941329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115868299961941329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115868299961941329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115868299961941329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/09/ass-wasting-time.html' title='ass-wasting time'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115867707184478705</id><published>2006-09-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:47:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retards</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to causeway point to have early dinner with fitri and walked around the place aimlessly. i'm planning to get a new phone, maybe a samsung or smth. figured that pda phones are just too bulky and kinda useless to a person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only irritating time of the day when i was in the bus going home from woodlands interchange. the bus was packed with pri sch kids of all shapes and sizes, and they're talking out loud as if their friends are a mile away. there's this kid who had his 'roller' bag on the walkway in the bus and held out his arms from his seat, blocking the path and not allowing others to go pass. i was unlucky enough to be standing right beside his bag. when my foot was between the seat and his bag, he said this to me "excuse me, can you please move you feet aside? my bag might just roll over it". and the worst thing is that he had that oh-im-the-greatest-nerd kinda face.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for his turn to alight so i could just block his fat ass and his bag. and i wanted to say "what's your problem f*ck-face?" or smth like "it's not my problem di*k-head" haha. but i didn't say anything. he kinda like shouted "excuse me" into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh irritating pri sch kids. why can't they just sit in the bus and talk quietly and even nicely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to johor bahru with my parents. i have no idea what i was doing over there cos i was kinda forced to go. so off we went to Angsana or smth. walked around looking at stuffs. bought some stuffs for hari raya and stuffs like that. kinda boring cos i didnt get to look at stuffs that i actually wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i did a new blogskin from scratch. but it ended up looking like fitri's. so i was like, wth i'll do smth different some other time. and for those who's wondering, no i did not rip anything parts of the skin from her. accidentally ended up being like hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, that's how my past few days are spent. kinda boring if you ask me. till then, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115867707184478705?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-32224750.post-115841689299996766</id><published>2006-09-16T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:28:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar virtuoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a73/thegame24189/malmsteen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got news from alvin that Yngwie J. Malmsteen is coming to Singapore!!! i know most of you wont know who the hell he is. but just some stuff about him: a guitar legend and has been playing since he's a kid like maybe around 10 years or smth? cant remember the figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be on 9 november 2006 at fort canning (sucky place for a concert, but wth. its outdoors). im gonna have to save up from now. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115841689299996766?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115841689299996766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115841689299996766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;anyway i just felt like blogging now after so long since my last update. cant find any reason why.&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks/days, i have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get a job at starbucks&lt;br /&gt;hanging out numerous times with buddies from sec sch&lt;br /&gt;spending money as if everything's free&lt;br /&gt;thinking about my exam results&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i applied for a job at starbucks and never got a call from them ever since. a friend of my friend's got the job. too bad for me. well, i'll go find other jobs. i need the money and i need to spend my free time usefully and not uselessly like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with the usuals (fitri, shida, stephen, rajiv and june) is a whole lot fun. could there be anything better than hanging out with buddies who have been friends with you for like.. 4-5 years? the things that we talk about seems endless. random stuffs and all the memories during sec sch. well, some jokes are meant to be kept within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hanging out usually end up at starbucks. its just a nice and cozy place with nice smelling coffee and superb environment. we can sit there for hours, maybe even lie down if there's space. and when we're at starbucks, im always tempted to buy java chip frap. and it only has to be grande or venti. tall is just too little for someone who drinks alot. and that usually cost me about $6.50 or $7. and because im not working, that is alot to fork out when my weekly allowance is only $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went out recently with alvin, my guitar buddy, to city hall to get screws to replace those on his old guitar which is getter rather rusty. being alvin, he tests at least one guitar at every shop. but hey, im not complaining cos i get to play with the guitars too. haha. we went to swee lee down at bras basah and played the guitar for like what? 15 mins? haha. having fun by ourselves at one corner. and guess what? we took the Joe Satriani signiture guitar worth $1400, JS 100 if im not mistaken. haha. its heavenly i tell you. maybe not to you guys but to me it is. the feel is just right. its perfect for me. haha. i feel like breaking into swee lee and steal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an update of myself: i dont do metal and stuffs like that. haha. been there and got over it. i'm going into guitar instrumentals such as those by joe satriani. smooth and slow and soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it then. i'll update again when something major happened. i wont touch on my results. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115823112456702600?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115823112456702600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>yesterday was a whole lot fun, except for the start of the day. wouldnt touch on that.&lt;br /&gt;anyway met shida and fitri at marsiling and made our way down to jurong east to meet up with stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they planned on going to Daiso at IMM cos fitri and shida have no idea what they sell in there, only that they sell anything and everything at just $2. walked around making stupid lame jokes as usual, with the two girls with no, or very little, sense of humour. so it seems as if only me and steve were laughing at our own jokes. then we went to the Giant at IMM. kinda boring place if you have nothing to look for. we just walked a little inside and went off to jurong east mrt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who know shida, do you know that she's afraid to cross the road. haha. the rest of us were like shouting from across the road for her to cross. she keep hesitating and stood there for like 5 mins or so. even though the road is only a two-lane road. haha. the girls were like complaining about the hot sun, but me and steve just kept walking. wanted to take the shuttle bus but we reckoned we'll up being sardines inside. so we walked all the way until there's a road with a fence to the other side. haha. they were all willing to walk another 200m to take the overhead bridge, even though they can climb over the fence. haha. i went ahead and climb, and the rest followed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went all the way to PS to eat Carl's Jr. the free flow drinks makes the place cool. haha. people who know me should know why. after that went to Park Lane to play pool but its packed so there's no table for us. ended up walking all the way to city hall and to swee lee. walked around abit. saw guitars that i wanted to buy but was well over my budget. i need a new guitar btw, to really suit the style i play. currently using a les paul, and im looking for a strat or some ibanez guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we walked, again, to suntec city, for practically nothing. so ended up sitting around at starbucks. i miss that place. haha. we were sitting there talking about old times. shouldnt say it here. sat up to around 9 or smth and went off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train we saw this girl, who actually look like a guy. seriously. its because of the hips that made me believe that she's a girl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how the day was spent for the saturday. i'll update again if i feel like it later night, or when i have a stable connection. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115665289315392644?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115665289315392644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115665289315392644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115665289315392644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115665289315392644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/reunion.html' title='reunion'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115617145747112860</id><published>2006-08-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:44:17.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh damn</title><content type='html'>okay so its like.. i screwed up my econs paper.&lt;br /&gt;probably sub paper's waiting for me or smth. it was harder than what i thought it would be. or was it just because i didnt study? haha. i'll go for the part where i didnt study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just did my stats paper this afternoon. i should have studied during the weekends! its was damn easy, if you studied that is. i forgot this particular formula and the question's worth like 8 marks! all in all i think i wasted around erm.. 15-20 marks or so. just hope i got the rest right. haha. anyway im not gonna get busy mugging till late at night. i prefer sleeping. i'll just read through notes in the train to sch and i'll kinda have them in my brains. haha. people are just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ytd went to study with steve and fit, with shida tagging along. i read only 2 pages of my notes and attemted to do ONE question when all of us just start to crap around as usual. with steve there, anything can happen. me being lame as usual, with steve. shida and fit fighting over my laptop to watch movies. girls. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'll have to go read through my notes for the upcoming paper on wed. its freaking Principles of Management!! lots of memorisation. lets just hope juices dont come out from my ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115617145747112860?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115617145747112860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115617145747112860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115617145747112860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115617145747112860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhh-damn.html' title='ahhh damn'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115583734722290511</id><published>2006-08-18T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T01:55:47.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>okay im totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams are like around less than 7 hours from now and im still mugging.&lt;br /&gt;and its econs. one of the least fav. modules for this sem. i should have payed attention during lecture and did my tutorials. reading through my lecture notes i find it kinda easy. i was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, i can still find time to blog about it now, in the midst of mugging. amazing or just plain stupid? i'll go for stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite then. i should be studying and not blogging or chatting or doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;for those who actually read my blog, wish me luck for the rest of my exams cos i still have yet to study for the other 3 papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im screwed, as usual. but stephen reminded me smth about my o lvl paper. haha.&lt;br /&gt;should look on the bright side now. haha. i hope history can repeat itself. good luck to myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115583734722290511?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115583734722290511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115583734722290511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115583734722290511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115583734722290511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115548411582473848</id><published>2006-08-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:48:35.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar legends</title><content type='html'>okay there's nothing interesting for me to blog about, or at least i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some random stuffs about what i wanna do:&lt;br /&gt;1. rock out at home with loud music snf still nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;2. get to know people with the same music taste as me&lt;br /&gt;3. meet yngwie malmsteen, joe satriani and steve vai in person (i know you guys have no idea who they are)&lt;br /&gt;4. watch my fav. rock bands' concert live, like Metallica and such...&lt;br /&gt;5. form an ass-kicking, headbanging band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to think of more things i wanna do. but hey, like i said its random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115548411582473848?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115548411582473848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115548411582473848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115548411582473848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115548411582473848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/guitar-legends.html' title='guitar legends'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115531684962467320</id><published>2006-08-12T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:20:49.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music that rocks</title><content type='html'>okay school was a &lt;strong&gt;TOTAL&lt;/strong&gt; waste of time. seriously. class's supposed to start at 8, but postponed to 10am. and when the class started, she told us she's giving us our predicted grades for the sem and our grades for our ICAs. like wth?! and after seeing her personally, we can go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of econs revision lecture, i stayed back till 1pm. first time i really paid attention to the boring lecturer. he's so monotonous and dead! after the lecture went off to meet fitri for lunch and head down to my sec sch for NPCC. everything went as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went off to woodlands with fitri, since she went back to school to study. bought my laptop case and fitri got some food for dinner from the pasar malam. haha. the only nice thing about the pasar malam nowadays is the food! seriously. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im so sleepy i can just sleep once i put my head on the pillow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and oh. i hate people who lie about themselves to other just to make themselves feel popular. hah. pathetic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115531684962467320?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115531684962467320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115531684962467320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115531684962467320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115531684962467320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-that-rocks.html' title='music that rocks'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115521615432423996</id><published>2006-08-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:22:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obsession</title><content type='html'>i wonder how someone can be so obsessed over something. even i'm not. haha. worse still, when someone is obsessed with one thing today and another tomorrow. wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i ponned class today, AGAIN. the class's at 930 and i woke up at 945. like wtf?! so i just went for the 11am class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so damn tired i slept on my way home from school in the train. and my neck hurts when i alight from the train. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. exams are coming and i still havent touch any of my books. someone slap me in the face or give me a nudge and tell me to study. please? its on the 18th of aug, like 1 more week and i will see how much i learnt for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, my class was chosen to try out the new programme in SBM. like..i know RP and NP already done it, but NYP has not. haha. we're to try to do everything using laptop. NYP is so slow yet i still prefer the school since its near my place and the buildings are more organised =)&lt;br /&gt;no offence tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then. i better be off studying, which i doubt i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115521615432423996?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115521615432423996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115521615432423996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115521615432423996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115521615432423996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/obsession.html' title='obsession'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115513889559951723</id><published>2006-08-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:54:55.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>legendary</title><content type='html'>okay i bet if you were to see me outside right now you wont believe your eyes. haha&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's bloated to its maximum. my family went around to relatives' houses and all of them cooked something. altogether i think i ate 8 times at 8 different houses. like wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im dead tired now. transfered some files from my comp to my laptop. its sucky not to have internet connection here. my bro said he's gonna sign up for faster internet connection plan with free wireless modem. yay. haha. then i'll have stable connection. until then, i'll just update when i have the opportunity, like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have class tmr morning! damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115513889559951723?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115513889559951723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115513889559951723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115513889559951723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115513889559951723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/legendary.html' title='legendary'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115506346860683081</id><published>2006-08-09T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:04:08.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder</title><content type='html'>ever seen fireworks so beautiful? haha. i just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so beautiful fitri thought its coming right at us. haha. so i guess she loved it lots.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day i'll have mini-fireworks for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i should be sleeping at this hour. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115506346860683081?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115506346860683081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115506346860683081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115506346860683081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115506346860683081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/wonder.html' title='wonder'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115502861419007469</id><published>2006-08-08T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:16:54.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an act of musicianship</title><content type='html'>okay so i didnt update ytd. my freaking house cant get any stable connection and i keep getting dc-ed every min or so. i was too lazy to go back to my previous room to use the comp. typical me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway nothing much happened yesterday. there was no class but i stil have to go there to pay my fees. since im in school i went to configure my laptop's wireless connection so its able to connect to my school's connection. and oh, fitri was with me. we ate mac after that and went off to causeway point to get some stationery. walked around and met shida cos she wants company to eat lunch. decided to eat at macs so i just get some fries and a drink. shida was like.. comparing my laptop with her laptop. haha. she wasnt happy that mine's slightly smaller and nicer. lol. and i got it for only 1399. haha. she keep comparing, hoping to find something that she's better at. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today came. went to school for my business software application test. no biggie. the module sounds professional, but we only learn how to use word, excel and powerpoint. kinda pointless if you know what i mean. haha. so now im at khatib mrt waiting for the all-time-forever late girlfriend, namely fitri. haha. i was surprised that there's internet connection at the mrt station. like WTH?! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. i better be off now. i can see her from the station, walking slowly like as if she's not late. haha. okay then. maybe i'll update later night  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115502861419007469?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115502861419007469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115502861419007469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115502861419007469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115502861419007469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/act-of-musicianship.html' title='an act of musicianship'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115486223613153102</id><published>2006-08-06T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:03:56.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the greatness of music</title><content type='html'>okay. this post has nothing to do with the greatness of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway woke up at around 930 am cos of my bro and my mom and my sis and everyone else at home. my parents are bringing us to JB for lunch with my sister and her husband. went there without eating breakfast. nothing much at JB. same as ever. shouldnt say more. details have to ask me personally. haha. anyway went to city square (a big shopping centre like erm.. ngee ann city or so), and found out there's an IT fair. everything's going so cheap that if i have the money, i would have bought alot of stuffs. but at least i bought a new creative sound system at only RM 79. walked around and when i was in the adidas shop, the latest jersey design wasnt out or has no stock there. so i didnt manage to buy any clothes since i prefer adidas jersey to normal t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to the restaurant "Singgah Selalu" near kota raya. the food there was nice but the drink (bandung) was a spoiler. its so sweet and its called (bandung soda). like wtf? imagine bandung being a soda. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here comes the part that make me kinda hate this particular man (one of their locals). we were going down the stairs out of the shopping centre, heading back to city square to get some stuffs, when my mom almost tripped and fell. i was in front of her so i turned back when i heard her and caught her, letting her regain her balance. and you know what that man on the top platform said, in malay "ape je orang singapore ni", in english (direct translation) "what only this singaporeans". like wtf? cant even help someone who's falling down the stairs? and btw, those snide comments are supposed to be kept in your mind, and not saying out till others can hear. putting that aside, the others were nice. the local at a nearby shop where we stopped for a drink was friendly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now that im home, im feeling kinda tired but dont wanna sleep. that's always the case with me. haha. and oh, the new speakers are for my laptop. haha. sub-woofer included. i can imagine my room booming with loud music and stuffs. as if the built-in altec lansing speakers are not enough. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now fellas. i'm gonna go do something useful for now. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115486223613153102?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115486223613153102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115486223613153102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115486223613153102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224750/posts/default/115486223613153102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/2006/08/greatness-of-music.html' title='the greatness of music'/><author><name>Amir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05869932250067649359</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-32224750.post-115478227293401572</id><published>2006-08-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:00:58.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god of rock</title><content type='html'>well hey hey hey. i guess i'm back. deleted my old blog cos its kinda stupid and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my sis just got married last week. congrats to her. and guess what? both of them have been together for like.. 10 years and 3 days before getting married. cool, or what? haha. btw, she looks pretty on that day, even i see her face practically everyday at home. and oh, i just love the ceremony la. the music and all. esp when the groom came. i just love loud music! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday i had presentation in school and had to wear formal. i felt like wearing blazer so i did. and oh i regretted it cos its so damn hot in it. luckily there's such things called aircon. and i had to carry a big bag full of my CI stuffs since i had to go back to my sec sch after school. so i made my way to sch in my formal wear and my blazer in hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached my sec sch and everybody was like staring at me for far. probably they're thinking that i must be some wierdo or some big-shot guy going into the school in formal wear. but when they came closer they recognised me as an ex student of the school. haha. wierd. met fitri at the canteen for lunch. some made comments which i should not mention here. teachers walked by staring at me. haha. some even stopped by and talked to me. i still think i should have changed before going back to my sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to simlim to get my laptop with my bro and fitri. walked around and saw some nice laptops but they're well over my budget. so settled for a compaq. went to renew my passport since tmr my family (including my sis's husband) is going to johor for lunch or dinner and some shopping. haha. its been long since i went there. guess its still the same over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just a note to all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;love yourself if none can. cos that's when you'll have self-respect and others will respect you in return.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224750-115478227293401572?l=iamnohero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnohero.blogspot.com/feeds/115478227293401572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224750&amp;postID=115478227293401572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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