<?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-4481739097692638636</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:05:28.242+08:00</updated><category term='Rock never dies'/><category term='Will it be gone forever?'/><category term='missing gf'/><category term='Study hard people cause its worth it'/><category term='you can have whatever you like'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='weak'/><category term='Friend or foe??'/><category term='very weak'/><category term='Can&apos;t wait'/><category term='im freaking out'/><category term='evil? 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DAMN haha'/><category term='EvO eVo Evo'/><category term='what an ass'/><category term='Losing you is what i feared the most'/><category term=':))))'/><category term='I LOVE NIDA AMALINA (:'/><category term='Vietnam players sux'/><category term='a miracle happened again'/><category term='love'/><category term='Its too special'/><category term='how do you sleep?'/><title type='text'>All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-3277798670221159648</id><published>2009-11-17T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:14:46.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok guys, im sorry. Been busy with life. Just finished my O's. Weeeeeee, felt good about it. Hopefully, its gonna be good this time round. Also, i got myself a job!! My first job to be exact. Kinda tiring but which job doesnt right? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeayyy!!! Finally freedom!!!! haha. I can do whatever i want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sis Aida, stop calling me uncle ok. you are older than me. haha. chey, org tuh sedang ambil lisence kan. Dont forget to take me riding around town okays :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sis Irah, bersabar yer, i very tired ya'know. later i post ok. Gambar2 bodoh kita kat chalet. haha. It was fun btw, and more fun when i told ya'll the ghost story. All scream like crazy!! haha!! aper da korang nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn just look at the time. well, gotta go now. someone's waiting for dinner. Cant be late.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, 2012 was the bomb!! Cool movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then , calobeteh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-3277798670221159648?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/3277798670221159648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=3277798670221159648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3277798670221159648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3277798670221159648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='Back!!!!!'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2077434873462975681</id><published>2009-10-16T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:11:41.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A for a while</title><content type='html'>Waddup peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since i updated, as a matter of fact, its been a while since i even touched my computer!! Haha. As you all know, O Levels is just around the corner. So must chiong already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been weird plus crazy plus panic plus headaches and full of laughter. Just browsed through the JAE Booklet. Heartache sia!! All the points seem to be lowered down. Marine Offshore, Architecture!!!! Hope i can get to one of these two courses. Please. I want to make Mum and Dad proud. Even though i was naughty, stubborn, never heed their advice, but they still sacrifice time and money for my education. That i have to repay. I love them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, its bloody boring sia!! Friends and cousins have been asking me out. Play soccer, slack around at random places, watch movies, shopping. Oh mayne, how i wish i can go. But i have to prioritize my studies first. Macam no life sia!! haha. Nevermind dudes, after my O's, kita go happy happy okays!!! HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, calo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2077434873462975681?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2077434873462975681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2077434873462975681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2077434873462975681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2077434873462975681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/10/mia-for-while.html' title='M.I.A for a while'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2169801095619147706</id><published>2009-10-02T12:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:36:13.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia 2!!! CReepYYY.......x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsV-fnabzDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GdtPFOxKDTs/s1600-h/phobia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387851610839567410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsV-fnabzDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GdtPFOxKDTs/s320/phobia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a bloody great movie!!! No shit mayne. It was totally one of the most scariest and suspense horror i've ever seen. It has a twist at the end. Haha. No one in the cinema expected that twist. Can't tell much though. Haha. Recommended to those who are not faint hearted. "winks winks". And there's this couple seating infront of me and Zhi Xiang, its a boy and girl obviously. Well, it all seems weird. Cause when the scary scenes was shown, the boy screamed like a girl, ok fine i admit a do too at times. haha. But it was the girl that had to hug him. What a pussy mayne!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at the time, i'm soo gonna be lectured by Naz a.k.a irul cute. haha. Supposed to meet him at 12 plus. Naz, buat bertenang yer. haha. Kay guys, gtg. Have a great weekend ahead!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace no war!! Chey tak la...sorry :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2169801095619147706?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2169801095619147706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2169801095619147706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2169801095619147706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2169801095619147706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/10/phobia-2-creepyyyxx.html' title='Phobia 2!!! CReepYYY.......x_x'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsV-fnabzDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GdtPFOxKDTs/s72-c/phobia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-8100535640247129112</id><published>2009-10-01T17:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:34:17.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking myself up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0dXTgHCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8WVgSA6GErQ/s1600-h/dnt+give+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387559102062795810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0dXTgHCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8WVgSA6GErQ/s320/dnt+give+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0XGS7lEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Eb4wIzX4p6Y/s1600-h/worry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387558994417783874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0XGS7lEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Eb4wIzX4p6Y/s320/worry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0Q02RErI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sBr8s4AToMg/s1600-h/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387558886654939826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0Q02RErI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sBr8s4AToMg/s320/soccer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0HI7fZMI/AAAAAAAAAII/X7eJDWZwaMw/s1600-h/afraid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387558720246867138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0HI7fZMI/AAAAAAAAAII/X7eJDWZwaMw/s320/afraid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These posters really made me realize what life is all about. And thanks to friends around me. I've knocked some sense into my brain. I've made mistakes that led to my own misery. And that mistakes was i did not make right decisions. If any of ya'll are encountaring problems, better make some right decisions. Think about what will happen with every decision. I've learned it the hard way. To lose one's trust, it will always be a great challenge to gain it back. Even if you managed to gain it back, keep in mind that what has happened will always have a possiblity of haunting one's life. As quoted by a special person," Sometimes, what we want in life, we can never get. Yes we can work for it but the One that decides it all is Above, watching over us." I've accepted this fact. I'll work hard for what i want. I'm done hurting those i love with my actions. There will always be obstacles ahead but, looking back, i'm stronger now than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8100535640247129112?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8100535640247129112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8100535640247129112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8100535640247129112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8100535640247129112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/10/picking-myself-up.html' title='Picking myself up.'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SsR0dXTgHCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8WVgSA6GErQ/s72-c/dnt+give+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-3430041433374814892</id><published>2009-09-24T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:43:27.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's going wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SrtyUm6uRAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pL78WgR0RFo/s1600-h/fucked+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385023477821359106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SrtyUm6uRAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pL78WgR0RFo/s320/fucked+up.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the blur image. Stupid camera. Things are just not going well for me. Firstly because of the above image. If ya'll can see, at the word "SENT", it shows 24-Sep-2009, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:19.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the word "RECEIVED", it shows 24-Sep-2009, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18:39!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 GODDAMMM HOURS TILL I RECEIVED THE MSG!!!. Worse still, we quarelled because of this, things that shouldn't even be quarelled about. FUcked up phone. If it's because of reception, fuck it ah, Thaqif msg me at 1, asking me where am i? i got the bloody msg. But why didn't this msg come to me at the fucking right time!!!!! this pissed the fuck out of me!!! Because of this stupid thing, we quarelled again. Once again, trust was gone. Fuck Singtel la!!! kate jek the best. PUITTT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And mum, sorry i yelled at you because of this. Mum was taken aback when i started shouting bout this msg "thingy". I'm sorry mum, maybe i was too pissed off. One msg decides everything. But i know i shouldn't have yelled at you. Mum promise she would call Singtel tmr and confront them. Thanks mum. Just hope that special someone would forgive me and understand that i didn't do it on purpose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though its hari raya, bad events was happening in my life. The loss of someone i love soo much, i can't even describe what my feelings were. To add fuel to fire, this thing happened. Haishh, i don't know what the fuck is going to happen next. Prelims was bad too. Don't ask me la what happened. Lepas satu, satu timbul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-3430041433374814892?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/3430041433374814892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=3430041433374814892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3430041433374814892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3430041433374814892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/everythings-going-wrong.html' title='Everything&apos;s going wrong.'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SrtyUm6uRAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pL78WgR0RFo/s72-c/fucked+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-6111576700367537669</id><published>2009-09-17T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:39:45.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its too special'/><title type='text'>Still hoping.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the wish. I hope that good luck will guide me through my O's. Nevertheless, i'm still hoping we can be what we used to be. I fully understand that the time is not now. Hopefully, time can heal the wounds i inflict on you. But i want you to know, never did i have any intention to hurt you in any way. I don't even want this things to happen to us right now. Its sad cause everytime i think back about us, i remembered those moments that was special. Those dreams and wishes that we want. Our future together. It saddens me cause it's now at risk. I don't wanna lose it. But hey, i'm happy as long as you're happy over there. I learn how to deal with things better from you. But one thing i can't overcome is my feelings for you. You know that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hoping, truly i am :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6111576700367537669?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6111576700367537669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6111576700367537669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6111576700367537669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6111576700367537669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-hoping.html' title='Still hoping.'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-8195293332245421354</id><published>2009-09-16T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:06:07.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was there all along. I can't erase it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say I'm the life of the party.Because I tell a joke or two.Although I might be laughing loud and hearty.Deep inside I'm blue.So take a good look at my face.You'll see my smile looks out of placeIf you look closer, it's easy to trace.The tracks of my tears..I need you, need you.Since you left me if you see me with another girl.Seeming like I'm having fun.Although she may be cuteShe's just a substitute.Because you're the permanent one..So take a good look at my face.You'll see my smile looks out of placeIf you look closer, it's easy to trace.The tracks of my tears..I need you, need you.Outside I'm masqueradingInside my hope is fadingJust a clown oh yeah.Since you put me down.My smile is my make upI wear since my break up with you..So take a good look at my face.You'll see my smile looks out of place.If you look closer, it's easy to trace.The tracks of my tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8195293332245421354?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8195293332245421354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8195293332245421354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8195293332245421354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8195293332245421354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-there-all-along-i-cant-erase-it.html' title='It was there all along. I can&apos;t erase it'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-823729373752423972</id><published>2009-09-15T12:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:00:52.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo Gorgeous 0_0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Waddup people!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was soo scared about my O's that i don't even watch tv. I mean i watch but its only for a while. I didn't realize that there were many upcoming stars on MTV. A friend of mine told me about this female artiste, Pixie Lott. Oh my god ( jaws dropped ), she is totally gorgeous. Like seriously. Her eyes were the ones that stand out the most. Those big, captivating gorgeous eyes. Wootss!!!. She made me drool mayne. Chey tak la, its the fasting month la deyy, need to control. Anyways, her music is cool too. Her voice is........gosh i don't even have words to describe. I'm just mesmerized by Pixie Lott. Love her fashion too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out some of her photos.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551437230611394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8chPyfm8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y5ge_GnikB8/s320/pixie+lott+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551502517811058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8clDALN3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Dj_vbuA_GjM/s320/pixie-lott5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551582445260658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8cpswXT3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PYNA1t48KRQ/s320/pixie+lott+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551366841002402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8cdJkTaaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MiglTS6AA_A/s320/pixie-lott3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551172870207378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8cR2-D95I/AAAAAAAAAHY/XFMu4rLq5Oc/s320/pixie-lott2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381551012847513362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8cIi1rbxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lEtJZjOoREU/s320/pixie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, i tell ya'll, my eyes were sticked to the screen when i view these pictures. Well, i guess i have to get some info on her sometimes. Hehe :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; How i wish i was the lucky cameraman. Haha 'winks winks'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-823729373752423972?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/823729373752423972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=823729373752423972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/823729373752423972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/823729373752423972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/sooo-gorgeous-00.html' title='Sooo Gorgeous 0_0'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sq8chPyfm8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y5ge_GnikB8/s72-c/pixie+lott+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-1478206501810643030</id><published>2009-09-14T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:50:23.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katt Williams the best!!!</title><content type='html'>I just love watching his shows. He's the best at what he's doing. The way he makes people laugh, it's soo funny, with his stupid jokes. Damn, this Katt is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wddXCOUjT_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wddXCOUjT_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, he talks about the Latinos. Haha. this is some funny shit right here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2NmT9zLld4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2NmT9zLld4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend has been too busy for me. Helping dad paint the hall and some parts of the house. Helping FUSSY sister do her room makeover while my room don't. pfft. To make weekends better, mum and dad took us shopping. Weeeeee..... :). I don't know what to buy, so just a Zara T-shirt and pants and a pair or Vans shoes at Leftfoot. Thanks mum and dad. And oh, COUSINSSSS!!!! Sorry couldn't turn up for the Birthday party, got sumtin goin on. Next time aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have won that laser quest if i went out with cuzzies that day. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1478206501810643030?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1478206501810643030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1478206501810643030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1478206501810643030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1478206501810643030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/katt-williams-best.html' title='Katt Williams the best!!!'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5627005617967579893</id><published>2009-09-10T15:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:10:43.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson to learn</title><content type='html'>Looking back at what happened, i can't say im not a fault. I deserve this. But i'll take it to make me , hopfully a better person next time. I ain't complaning, ain't arguing this time cause i know i was the only one to blame, im the one that brought this to my life. So yeah. Have to keep moving on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379744897447716050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqixeyqXZNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vFSvq3wbhHg/s320/among-simple-friendly-joyous-people_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that person in the picture. I want to be feeling like what that person is feeling right now. Happy, joyful, estatic, over the top whatever it is. But deep down inside, i'm still the same, hoping that it'll come back again. That lovely feeling. I finally learn the meaning of life. I should have appreciated what i got that was so precious to me. But words are useless now, i understand. I had to prove it, but i didn't do it. I even laughed at my stupidness thinking bout it. Action speaks louder than words and i lack that factor. Mum, dad, friends that i've promised, i'm sorry as i have failed you.&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh, prelims are killing me!! Damn. Oh nono, can't say like that. I've promised someone i'm gonna do my best. Eventhough she's away now, she still motivates me no matter what. On the other hand, can't wait to end this O'levels. I can't stand the boredom of staying at home and all there is to do is to study. 48 more days!! Hang in there. " I know you can do it", quoted from a message from her. I hope, i'll not disappoint her with my O's results with all those useless promises i made. This is the only promise i had left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5627005617967579893?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5627005617967579893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5627005617967579893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5627005617967579893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5627005617967579893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-to-learn.html' title='A lesson to learn'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqixeyqXZNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vFSvq3wbhHg/s72-c/among-simple-friendly-joyous-people_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-1753710348011591127</id><published>2009-09-08T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:41:54.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Night!!</title><content type='html'>It's the battle of father and sons. Haha. Dad has been bragging about his 'Fight Night' skills all week long. Pfft. Alarh, you keep on playing 'Fight Night' only mahh while I'm playing my PES 2009. But nevermind, me and brother will beat ya one day. Mark my words daddy!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now a different thing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's always great to be someone's number 1. Who wouldn't want to be the first in that someone's life that we love soo much. Neither of us felt that way. Hey guys, if ya'll wanna know, i did a fatal mistake back then. So if any of ya'll didn't know bout this, please don't blame her for all these. From then on, everything turns sour. I've learnt a lot from her. I don't know how many times we've been in this situation. Guess i'll just leave to Allah to decide everything. If this is what he wants, i'll accept it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1753710348011591127?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1753710348011591127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1753710348011591127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1753710348011591127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1753710348011591127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/fight-night.html' title='Fight Night!!'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-6633017051228391126</id><published>2009-09-02T13:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:12:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the kitchen with beloved Grandma And Our 9th Monthsary :)</title><content type='html'>As a guy, i know kitchen stuffs ain't our thing. But yeah, i don't know why but i love being in the kitchen. Cooking, Baking, ya'll name it. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma was in the kitchen thinking what to cook to break fast. So i stepped into the kitchen quietly and gave her a surprise. "Grandma!!! Haha". Obviously, she was super shocked. Didn't mean it Grandma. It was a joke. Haha. While cooking, she asked me a bunch of questions. Ya'll know the show "Moment of Truth", well, it's like that lorr. Haha. She asked me " Yan, why the sudden interest in kitchen stuffs? Oh i know, you want to be a good husband later right? Haha". I said," Well, part of it yeah but i love cooking!! Haha. Grandma, you think too much already". Grandma said," Haiya, you think i don't know you have a girlfriend isit?, you can never lie to me Yan", she giggled while chopping the chicken thighs. Me on the other hand just did my own thang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 9th Monthsary Baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoped you like the gift. I love you. I'm a model ( you know i know ) "winks winks". haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gf gave me a link about this architecture blog. My goodness gracious me, those pictures, ideas were really creative. The houses were like soo over the top. It ignites my inspiration to be an architect back.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377505118162034978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC8aenkoSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mOrVGymkuOc/s320/house5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377504660485614034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC7_1pAqdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HMzekIBVA9Q/s320/house+3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC69bb00AI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Bp_HxjU0PiU/s1600-h/house+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC560mPb6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/2hbZtnTz8j4/s1600-h/house+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC5jZAo0QI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hRBF-85TA1c/s1600-h/house+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377504547216132722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC75PrdinI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zup4l39fBlA/s320/house+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, still got this O'levels to get through. pfft. AIte then fellas, gotta study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiowz!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6633017051228391126?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6633017051228391126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6633017051228391126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6633017051228391126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6633017051228391126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-in-kitchen-with-beloved-grandma.html' title='Life in the kitchen with beloved Grandma And Our 9th Monthsary :)'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SqC8aenkoSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mOrVGymkuOc/s72-c/house5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2621710594884193011</id><published>2009-08-28T10:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:46:00.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a beautiful feeling'/><title type='text'>A beautiful animal</title><content type='html'>Ermm, ok, how do i start this. Well, i was walking my way home from soccer yesterday at 10p.m. The weather was totally awesome, seriously. Cold winds blowing and music playing through my ears from the MP3. What more could i asked for. But then, in the darkness i saw a little "creature" in my way. As i approached it closer, it too came out of the dark, revealing it's cute, gorgeous circle eyes. It was a kitten!! Ok i might sound a little stupid here but it was the cutest one i ever met! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It looked exactly like this&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Spc_CKLWyGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uEfqXEgMpu8/s1600-h/CUTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833986614249570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Spc_CKLWyGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uEfqXEgMpu8/s320/CUTE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute isn't! With it's high pitch "meow", it went in between my legs and rubbed its fragile body to my calves. Awwwww, then it looked at me straight in the eyes, like as if it was asking me to take it home. Gosh, how i wish i could do that. But i don't know if i have time to take care of it. For the first time ever, i carried a cat, a kitten i should say with me. While carrying, the kitten put it's head on my neck while it's paws scratched my body. It looked funny but at the same time sooo adorable. I thought of buying it a can of "friskies" ( is that the correct spelling? ). But the shop had already closed. Pfft. So i decided to spend some time with it at the playground. To think back at it, people who saw me last night would probably thought that i was crazy, running around the playground without anyone catching me or whatever. Haha. It was around 11p.m when suddenly my hp vibrates. It was mum. Suddenly i was shocked to realized how much time i had spend with the cat. No wonder mum was mad. She thought i was hanging around doing stupid stuffs. Chill mum :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh mayne, it was time to say goodbye to my new friend. It felt so hard to leave him behind in the darkness again. So i brought him to the front door and took some old cloths for warmth. Who knows, he might just stay there. If you do, im gonna give ya a name and who knows, be my pet. Hahah. See ya around buddy :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2621710594884193011?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2621710594884193011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2621710594884193011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2621710594884193011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2621710594884193011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-animal.html' title='A beautiful animal'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Spc_CKLWyGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uEfqXEgMpu8/s72-c/CUTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2732687532037071003</id><published>2009-08-24T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:56:09.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Trouble</title><content type='html'>2 days to go to the O' Levels Oral Examination. Worse still, i'm not prepared which equals to DOOM!!!!!. Had few practices with friends and teacher, Miss Nita. She said i was too fast in the "Passage Reading". I promise i'll go slow in the examinations :). Hopefully everything will go smoothly this Wednesday. On top of that, i still can't figure out what to wear for the examinations. Since it's Oral, it is recommended that we dress up smartly to give a good first impression. Haiya, to hell with it. I'll figure that out. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it's the start of Ramadan. To all muslims, please make an effort to fast aite. Its the holy month. Do good stuffs. Avoid the bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2732687532037071003?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2732687532037071003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2732687532037071003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2732687532037071003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2732687532037071003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/oral-trouble.html' title='Oral Trouble'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7486364602610531353</id><published>2009-08-18T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:16:50.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology &amp; Cheese Crazy</title><content type='html'>Finally ! I get to watch G.I Joe Rise of Cobra. Damn that movie was good. The technology in the movie was super duper cool mayne ! There were suits like how 'Iron Man' wore. The suits makes ya faster, jump higer and hit harder than your opponent. Wish i had one of it, but unfortunately according to the movie, it cost around 2 MILLION BUCKS!!!. Pfft. Forget it, maybe it didn't even exist. All in all, it was a great movie ! Will be looking forward to see the sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, about my eating habits. Oh mayne, I can't help it. Before the movie, Me, Zhi Xiang, Amirul and Wei Jie went to eat at Pizza Hut. It was Wei jie's idea. Fortunately for the rest of us, Wei Jie was loaded at that time as he just won a bet from the Arsenal vs Everton game. GO ARSENAL!!!!!. So Wei jie decided to treat us, and i mean big time dudes. Haha. We ordered so much food that even the cheese was finished. Well, that was me and zhi xIang's doing. We're crazy over cheese. We called ourselves the "The Cheesy Dudes". Haha. Thanks Wei jie for the treat. Maybe after winning more bets, blanja us to the more posh restraurant ah. Chey tak tau malu aku nie eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, im hoping Mum's happy with my new SHORT hair. Grrrr. Oral's coming so ya'll know yourselves. Hope she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;Now im back home sweet home, need to start my revision. Time's running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7486364602610531353?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7486364602610531353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7486364602610531353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7486364602610531353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7486364602610531353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/technology-crazy.html' title='Technology &amp; Cheese Crazy'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-4771634472641003511</id><published>2009-08-17T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:26:19.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin the munchiz..</title><content type='html'>Damn i love today's weather. Don't ya'll think the weather last few days are cooler. Shiok to the max. Okay that's just random.&lt;br /&gt;What i was trying to get through was past few days, i've been eating my ass off, but i didn't realised it. It was only until my parents noticed that food in the kitchen been missing so quickly. I was like, " Damn, am i the one?". Idk, its either the foods are soo tempting or am i just filling my stomach before the fasting month? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, gonna have to clean up my wound. Urgghh, so clumsy mayne. Got my two fingers in a BLOODY mess. I just hate wearing plasters. So irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gonna catch G.I Joe tomorrow. Ngak sabar jadinya. Muahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4771634472641003511?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4771634472641003511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4771634472641003511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4771634472641003511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4771634472641003511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/gettin-munchiz.html' title='Gettin the munchiz..'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-8897133134895659158</id><published>2009-08-11T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:38:04.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky????</title><content type='html'>Okay i'm freaking out. Ya'll know bout the 'nenek jual keropok thing right'. I bet ya'll do. When all these seems to fade away, this freaky but fortunately safe incident happened. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing my com upstairs when suddenly i heard a knock on the door. On my mind," who the hell could be knocking on the door? hmmmm." I went down and see this pak cik with two big bags around him. Suddenly, the thought of the nenek story struck me. For whatever reasons, i thought " oh mayne, why come to my house, what did i do wrong". Eventhough its not a "nenek" but hell, who knows right. Calming myself down at the same time, i tried to talk politely. " Ye cik, ada apa?".&lt;br /&gt;He said he was selling some muffins...... i thought to myself," hmmm, maybe this has nth to do with the "nenek" thingy. But what if it does? I was caught between two minds. So i asked, " brape jual eh cik? ( which means how much )". He said 3 for $10. In my mind," wah mahal nye". but to play safe, i just bought the muffins. Oh mayne, there goes my daily allowance. Baru ingat nk save. pfft. Takpe la, ikhlas. haha. Btw, the muffins ain't bad ya'know. "thumbs up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, i'm soooo jealous that freez got his Ipod touch last saturday!!! Argghhh, so cool mayne. Nemind, i'm gonna get mine soon, insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, hope i can watch this movie soon before the fasting month begins. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368560702918579794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SoD1g_SVVlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZR4ujes7rko/s320/woit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8897133134895659158?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8897133134895659158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8897133134895659158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8897133134895659158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8897133134895659158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/freaky.html' title='Freaky????'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SoD1g_SVVlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZR4ujes7rko/s72-c/woit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-3383911228651980745</id><published>2009-08-07T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:29:13.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil? KISS MY ASS HATERS'/><title type='text'>Take this B!@#$%</title><content type='html'>So what if i retake my O'levels ! Does it sound like a bad thing? Fuck it eh, you don't know no shit !! Why? Do you think i'm ashamed of myself as an O'level retaker!! So now, you're talking bout my studies and shit. Hell, it has no fucking link ! Get into a poly first, plus a good course to boast about then can talk like this ok. Since we broke up, i don't give a fuck bout you no more. What you wanna do, that's your bloody problem. When you talk to me bout all your problems, do you think i really care, when i replied you and stuff. Do you think i wanted to help after what you've put me through? PUITTTT!!!! Don't even think for one second i would do that. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All i wanted was revenge ! Yes! Read it properly. REVENGE!!&lt;/span&gt; Feel the pain bitch. I know, some of ya'll might be thinking " damn, yan simpan dendam rupenye ". Well, i tried to forget but when the opportunity comes, grab it. I might be a little evil here, but fuck it. Do you think i would consider going back to you! Omg, you gotta be kidding. All those while, it was just acting!! Do you know how disgusted i am by my own actions just because i entertain your nonsense. Haha!! Surprised? Now you know how it feels to be dumped and played. If i were to follow my heart eh, i won't even bother replying you. Not only me ah, other guys that have been dumped would have done the same thing as me. But one thing eh, leave my gf alone ah sial ! What sia she do to you. Enough la eh, you've got your N'levels to worry about and i got my O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, revenge is sooo sweet. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-3383911228651980745?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/3383911228651980745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=3383911228651980745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3383911228651980745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3383911228651980745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-words.html' title='Take this B!@#$%'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-1463131948670319364</id><published>2009-08-04T08:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:12:48.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I LOVE NIDA AMALINA (:'/><title type='text'>Specially dedicated to Nida Amalina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SneC1-AWXNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-GE6Q3oWAxg/s1600-h/darling+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901344724376786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SneC1-AWXNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-GE6Q3oWAxg/s320/darling+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First and foremost, i'm sorry for what i've done to you. It was never my intention to hurt you in any way. I want you to understand that. I'm astounded by the way you handle our problems. Eventhough i did a fatal mistake which could probably end our relationship, you still persevere through the obstacles and managed to forgive me. After talking to you yesterday, i realised i couldn't do things myself and shoudn't have kept things away from you eventhough what i thought was best to solve this problem. Never in my life have i seen someone so patient like you. I'm grateful to have someone like you and be a part of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now, a proper 8th Monthsary wish :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Officially, yesterday was the day of our annivassary. Its been 8 months together. As you know, we've been through loads of obstacles during our time together. Every problem, we managed to overcome it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our anniversary brings to mind.The happiness and joy you’ve brought to me,Sweet memories,the laughter and the tears,Devoted love you give abundantly.&lt;br /&gt;The place I want to be is close to you.There’s ecstasy and peace in your embrace.I know that I can cope with what life brings.As long as I wake up to know that you're my special one,my source of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I ever wanted, and much more.I look at you and I still get a thrill.Our relationship is the best thing in my life.I love you deeply, madly, and I always will.&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/4481739097692638636-1463131948670319364?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1463131948670319364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1463131948670319364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1463131948670319364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1463131948670319364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/specially-dedicated-to-nida-amalina.html' title='Specially dedicated to Nida Amalina'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SneC1-AWXNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-GE6Q3oWAxg/s72-c/darling+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2252689542818799115</id><published>2009-08-01T12:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:37:53.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NOTE for Syaheran (By Nida Amalina C.)</title><content type='html'>I did some touch ups with your blogger.It's all messy and the words overlapped with your picture blablabla if I use MF.&lt;br /&gt;Very irritating to look at.I got fed up and did some cropping and editing of photos here and did the alignment stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like how it looks now,ask me for the original codes.I've saved them just in case you wanna stick with the old one.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you come back to Singapore safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am still mad at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Nida Amalina C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2252689542818799115?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2252689542818799115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2252689542818799115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2252689542818799115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2252689542818799115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-from-nida-amalina.html' title='A NOTE for Syaheran (By Nida Amalina C.)'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5377318192039062610</id><published>2009-07-28T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:18:27.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daytona and Iphone 3gs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wah, so long never update already. Sorry banget yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just got me myself a new hobby with my friend, Zhi Xiang. DAYTONA!!!! HAHA. For ya'll that doesn't know what the heck is it, it's an arcade car racing game. After school just now, we spent hours inside the arcade at JP. Ya'll wanna know sumtin? The arcade also got this kinda cheat code thingy!! Haha. WTH!! Eventhough i love racing, i was beaten by i dunnoe.....few miles way off Zhi Xiang. Pfft. Then, we went to check out the Iphone 3gs at the singtel shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363451796507971506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sm7O_fzJz7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fw6Tjd0r1mE/s320/phone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Omg!!! I soooo want this phone. After checking out all the functions, its too cool mayne!! Fortunately, this october, Singtel's giving me a $150 voucher. Hopefully, mum and dad will have a cool head and who knows, buy me this phone. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5377318192039062610?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5377318192039062610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5377318192039062610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5377318192039062610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5377318192039062610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/daytona-and-iphone-3gs.html' title='Daytona and Iphone 3gs'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sm7O_fzJz7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fw6Tjd0r1mE/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-984178072163322751</id><published>2009-07-20T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:49:54.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SmRn4g-0gtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/esX-PFh7vEc/s1600-h/e647e56f4ecc15ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360523677101490898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SmRn4g-0gtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/esX-PFh7vEc/s320/e647e56f4ecc15ce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sick! Sick! Sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn! i just hate being sick. Can't do this, can't do that. Just lay in bed like an idiot waiting foe the angel of death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, my computer is totally unusable. All connections are lost. Even MSN cannot be logged in. Pfft. Well, guess i have to be MIA for a while. Anything ya'll just text me aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, i miss GF soo much. Thinking of her all the time, but still im sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just have to think bout her more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aite then, thats all. Gonna get back to my bed and have my movie marathon since i can't do much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-984178072163322751?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/984178072163322751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=984178072163322751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/984178072163322751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/984178072163322751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-sick-sick-damn-i-just-hate-being.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SmRn4g-0gtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/esX-PFh7vEc/s72-c/e647e56f4ecc15ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-5813145001795371577</id><published>2009-07-15T12:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:09:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What's crackin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh mayne, been busy the last few days. End up, it makes me sick. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyways, twins arsyad and irsyad &amp;amp; family had moved to...errrr. Floravale eh? haha. I don't remember la. It was super fun la guys to live there. Takpe, nanti the whole family of cousins will visit ya'll frequently aite. Swimming pool kite conquer per? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547503556370226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sl1ikE2InzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/66DOs-89kCw/s320/DSCI0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547289927297106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sl1iXpA_qFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4Q1PilC-wfk/s320/DSCI0858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547020607139074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sl1iH9uELQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CO7jnR9ex30/s320/DSCI0857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;After spending the whole day here, went to meet some friends at Orchard. By the time i got there, they had their hands full of shopping bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;" Wah, tak nk tunggu aku teros da shop?, Takpe la, aku pun takde duit" Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Craziness la being with ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5813145001795371577?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5813145001795371577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5813145001795371577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5813145001795371577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5813145001795371577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-crackin-oh-mayne-been-busy-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sl1ikE2InzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/66DOs-89kCw/s72-c/DSCI0862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2174280497263058734</id><published>2009-07-10T11:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:34:55.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im freaking out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, i'm officially freaked out right now. English oral are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;getting closer and i'm getting more nervous. A.maths was a total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joke yesterday, so what the hell. Pressure , pressure. Its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pounding on me. Need some good grades mayne. Its half of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;year gone already. 3 months to go. Damn !! Thanks mum for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;helpful advice yesterday night, you give me strength when i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down. It feels great when i share all my problems with you. Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;words got me thinking of what's important in life. I won't let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you down this time mum. I'll make you proud. I love you mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, was supposed to meet friends for lunch. Im so gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2174280497263058734?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2174280497263058734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2174280497263058734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2174280497263058734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2174280497263058734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-im-officially-freaked-out-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-1320372728080981317</id><published>2009-07-08T11:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:31:06.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you can have whatever you like'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Waddup ya'll. Gosh i love this song. Was browsing through my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;songs, suddenly this song 'Whatever you like by T.I' came to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mind. Sweet memories. I still remembered when me, dzul and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;alif perform this song at our graduation night. Those were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;days where us three were crazy over Hip Hop music. We would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sign up any event in our school to perform. We just loved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha ! Hey Guys, don't you miss performing? I certainly do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mayne. It was the greatest feeling to perform in front of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;crowd. Maybe someday, we can perform again aite!!! Haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1320372728080981317?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1320372728080981317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1320372728080981317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1320372728080981317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1320372728080981317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/waddup-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-1324151457631752777</id><published>2009-07-06T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:37:05.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SlFwhuEpQ3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/6_kDrUyP5-M/s1600-h/DSC03644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355185156525736818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SlFwhuEpQ3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/6_kDrUyP5-M/s320/DSC03644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 13th Birthday Sister!!! I wish you all the best in anything you do. And study very hard to achieve your dreams of becoming a teacher right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha. Stay cute always!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1324151457631752777?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1324151457631752777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1324151457631752777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1324151457631752777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1324151457631752777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-13th-birthday-sister-i-wish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SlFwhuEpQ3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/6_kDrUyP5-M/s72-c/DSC03644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2818422706740075957</id><published>2009-07-01T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:35:08.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a miracle happened again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan fox, a tranny? NO!!!!!!!. She's 100% pure girl-ness. Haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkrnRb0xgwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fP8VWWtVaWM/s1600-h/megan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 116px; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353345393796154114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkrnRb0xgwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fP8VWWtVaWM/s320/megan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;C'mon guys, she's for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more months to O' levels. Oh mayne, this is so frustrating. I don't want to fail again this time. No more soccer, no more PSP, and no more movies. Ermm maybe not movies. I haven't watch transformers!!!! Urghhh. But yeah, need someone to kick me in the butt and tell me its time to stay focused yan. Its your future you talking about here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God has answered my prayers. I was given another chance, another opportunity to be happy again. Please, don't ever give me another test of will like that ever again. Its hell. Its painful to live my life like that. But hopefully, things will turn better after this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2818422706740075957?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2818422706740075957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2818422706740075957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2818422706740075957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2818422706740075957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-more-months-to-o-levels.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkrnRb0xgwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fP8VWWtVaWM/s72-c/megan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-8353866451904277919</id><published>2009-06-25T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:57:16.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how do you sleep?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkNGUd7O-PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v0167PXSPao/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198099690682610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkNGUd7O-PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v0167PXSPao/s320/DSC00537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkNGJnAsIvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/78lppPayVOg/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351197913150923506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkNGJnAsIvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/78lppPayVOg/s320/DSC00535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How i wish i can get my hands on my own vehicle. 2 years to go. Urghhh, this is soo frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i won't be getting a bike. My parents gonna kill me if i do. But its ok, i want to drive!!!! VROOOOOOM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can feel the freedom i have. Wow!!! Haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8353866451904277919?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8353866451904277919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8353866451904277919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8353866451904277919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8353866451904277919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-wish-i-can-get-my-hands-on-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SkNGUd7O-PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v0167PXSPao/s72-c/DSC00537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-2402602215390437210</id><published>2009-06-24T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:14:41.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did what i have to do. I said what i have to say. It's all in your hands. You decide what's the outcome. Im still hoping for the best. It only the matter of time now. Suddenly, flashes of the past beautiful memories flooded in my mind, reminding me back of the times we used to have fun and laughed together, knowing how much we love each other. I don't want this to happen but i cannot bear to watch you like this and its saddening to see our relationship going down to a path neither of us wished for. I certainly believe that we can still work this out. I really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2402602215390437210?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2402602215390437210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2402602215390437210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2402602215390437210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2402602215390437210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-what-i-have-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5673836973487263054</id><published>2009-06-21T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:45:25.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock never dies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whats rocking people!!! Haha !&lt;br /&gt;So, decided to change my blogskin. And came up with ROCK &amp;amp; ROLL theme. As usual, i was lazy to search every single page of the skins. Fortunately, i came across this skin. It has the rock essence so...... YEAH!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhh, damn blisters. This is what happens when you play soccer barefooted. Tapi fun kan guys playing soccer yesterday. It was the first time we played soccer like it was fun to get thrashed. We lost of course but we did some awsome tricks right dudes!! haha. Especially Naz and Muiz with thier OLE's. Khai got jackhammered in the face. Hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers launching next week!!! Who wants to come???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349745129860981394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sj4c2fg9YpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9EiUrj3Gt7A/s320/Bon_Jovi_umvd011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bon Jovi, my all time fav Rockstar!!! Keep rockin dude!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;                                                                                                             nice hair tho. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5673836973487263054?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5673836973487263054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5673836973487263054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5673836973487263054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5673836973487263054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-rocking-people-haha-so-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sj4c2fg9YpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9EiUrj3Gt7A/s72-c/Bon_Jovi_umvd011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-6969427817546861541</id><published>2009-06-19T19:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:59:15.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend or foe??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SjtwlwM4bVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u10uPRXOSq0/s1600-h/monsters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348992776328998226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SjtwlwM4bVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u10uPRXOSq0/s320/monsters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONSTERS VS ALIENS 3D!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks cousins for the treat. It was sooo cool and fun going out with you guys. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week buat lagi ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im soo gonna change my phone, my stupid phone. Fortunately, i got green light&lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;from my parents. Haha . Hopefully, this time my phone will not be stolen when im doing my prayers at the mosque. Bodoh nye pencuri!!!! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i just have to say this here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE ONE UNBELIEVABLE SOB FRIEND!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanggup eh kau buat bende gini blakang aku. Bodoh nye pukimak . Kau pikir kau boleh sembunyikan nie rahsia per. Fuck you mayne!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi takpe ah eh , i know what type of person you really are. Tu pun kawan&lt;strong&gt; KITE&lt;/strong&gt; bilang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau nk take advantage per sial, mentang2 aku ader nga ader problem dengan ______ . You are wrong you backstabber!!! Go die and burn in hell!! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sjt9Sgw7wOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jhRMH3ZFEis/s1600-h/Phelan_FuckYou_72dpi_20cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349006739418890466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sjt9Sgw7wOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jhRMH3ZFEis/s320/Phelan_FuckYou_72dpi_20cm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6969427817546861541?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6969427817546861541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6969427817546861541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6969427817546861541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6969427817546861541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/monsters-vs-aliens-3d-thanks-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SjtwlwM4bVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u10uPRXOSq0/s72-c/monsters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-5701855942143607909</id><published>2009-06-12T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:00:27.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the last day of the week. But it's not the last of my problems. I don't know what could possibly go more worse than this. Im still hopeful, very hopeful that things can work out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey! Happy Birthday to Kit, Gf 's beloved cat. Be a very good pet ok. Take care of her when im gone. Don't naughty, or you know what's gonna happen to you. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346350796516352498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SjINuSb74fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mnqUToNS2H0/s320/drag+me+to+hell.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Bloody GOOD movie sia!!! haha. It makes me jump out of my seat. Thanks to this crazy friend of mine, she scratched my arms because was too afraid. Chill la. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And uh gotten my results for MYE. Eng A2, E.Maths C6, Sci B4, Humans D7 grrrrr. A.Maths don't need to know la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently not in the mood to be happy bout anything, eventhough i will be going for holidays. I'll be back by sunday night.There's nth to be happy abt when everything that makes me happy is nt with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from me. Hope ya'll have a great weekend ahead aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nur Nida Amalina, i'll be missing you sooo much. Take good care of yourself aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all my friends, thanks for the support. You guys are really the best. Never fail to cheer me up and help me when i have problems. Thanks again yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5701855942143607909?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5701855942143607909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5701855942143607909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5701855942143607909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5701855942143607909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-last-day-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SjINuSb74fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/mnqUToNS2H0/s72-c/drag+me+to+hell.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-3709889162382417757</id><published>2009-06-09T08:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:43:06.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losing you is what i feared the most'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si2vJzqKGDI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q2uDpHz9hKE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345120915779360818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si2vJzqKGDI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q2uDpHz9hKE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hrmm, i've read everything bout it. What can i do guys? Its as good as dead. It was only because of simpathy that we're still together. Its because of my feelings. I felt like giving up but i never thought of backing that up just because of simpathy. Its because I Love you. One thing's for sure, i did not ask them to side me because of my reasons. It was heartbreaking to know that you reconsidered your thoughts because of just my feelings. I appreciate that you still do but .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i did only started to text when i got a hair treatment from my friend. Because i never had the chance to explain myself and i was not sure how am i supposed to do it. Thats why i want us to talk to each other so that we can come up with ways whenever things like this ever happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I know you need time , but when will this end? i tried everything but all you did was walk away and not wanting to solve this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its not fair for you to force yourself but can't we at least talk things out?&lt;br /&gt;We knew there would be ups and downs, and we told each other that we will solve it together, no matter what. Remember that dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did many mistakes to you, and i want you to correct me of my mistakes and not walking away.&lt;br /&gt;I want us to be happy again, like old times. I missed that. Im sure we can still solve this but i need you with me. I want us to talk to each other, tell each other all the problems that we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mistake, yes i know. Pls dear, don't let our love die just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I know, this situation would have probably dented your feelings towards me, i don't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, it's never too late. We can still do something. Im counting on you. One last time, pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-3709889162382417757?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/3709889162382417757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=3709889162382417757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3709889162382417757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3709889162382417757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/hrmm-ive-read-everything-bout-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si2vJzqKGDI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q2uDpHz9hKE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-6015063675646276337</id><published>2009-06-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:40:00.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very weak'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si0FQ5FGPII/AAAAAAAAADg/kHDe9r8b_Zw/s1600-h/40e6036d05d80bac%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344934120516893826" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si0FQ5FGPII/AAAAAAAAADg/kHDe9r8b_Zw/s320/40e6036d05d80bac%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that guy up there. He's screaming right. Thats what i want to do these few days. It's been rough, too rough for me. I just wanna SCREAMM!!!!!!!!! ARGHH!!!!!!!. Im getting more unlike me everyday. Im not strong enough to face this. Don't do this to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day that pass by, my hopes of being together, happily like last time is fading away. It hurts. It really hurts. I try to make things up between us. But why you don't seem to forgive me? Its my mistake, i know. I admit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAYANG, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS. IM BEGGING YOU. YES IM BEGGING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't take it. Not anymore. Im weak now. pls dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6015063675646276337?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6015063675646276337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6015063675646276337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6015063675646276337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6015063675646276337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/see-that-guy-up-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Si0FQ5FGPII/AAAAAAAAADg/kHDe9r8b_Zw/s72-c/40e6036d05d80bac%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-380957556139043154</id><published>2009-06-07T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:14:09.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will it be gone forever?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's gonna happen? I don't know. Its not like i didn't try. It only hurts me more when i keep trying.Im tired of all this. All i can do now is pray that it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'allah, give me strength to go through the obstacles that you have put me through. Forgive me for all my sins. Show me the way to end this problem. I cannot take it anymore. If its destined that im not worthy enough then i'll accept it even if i have to be sad for the rest of my life. It was so special when you first gave me this gift. I love it soo much. Maybe i was too sure that it was gonna be mine forever and i didn't care about the consequences. Now its too late. Im hanging by a thread. Its sad right to know that there's a possibility of losing something you treasure the most will leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh mayne, i just cannot take it no more. Was i lucky? Or was i at the right place at the right time? Well, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, i tried my best, i really tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks guys for the advice, ya'll are always there when im in need. Just pray with me together aite that things will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-380957556139043154?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/380957556139043154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=380957556139043154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/380957556139043154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/380957556139043154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-gonna-happen-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5237835732674992874</id><published>2009-06-05T18:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:42:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CAGE&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rilek uh dzul. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sipvl-DvHLI/AAAAAAAAACo/Y9bs3gb8wVA/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206605933026482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sipvl-DvHLI/AAAAAAAAACo/Y9bs3gb8wVA/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206711515715330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipvsHYnFwI/AAAAAAAAACw/UGh9zsptzno/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was bored of going home early, so we decided to take a random bus which took us to... urrrr. oh yar, city hall. Gerek pahh, tapi it would be more fun if dzul would have joined us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04062009368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipwI5i8PUI/AAAAAAAAADA/px4NyDkcT0k/s1600-h/04062009368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344207206017154370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipwI5i8PUI/AAAAAAAAADA/px4NyDkcT0k/s320/04062009368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zafry&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;!!! And so is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muiz&lt;/span&gt;!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04062009371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sipv8K4xD5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KMLvfGXOkMY/s1600-h/04062009371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206987333799826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sipv8K4xD5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KMLvfGXOkMY/s320/04062009371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04062009365.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipwkdnRjHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OQeCxMlsdjc/s1600-h/04062009365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344207679555472498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipwkdnRjHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OQeCxMlsdjc/s320/04062009365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairul with this splendid piece of pose. Bravo khairul!!!&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at his eyes. hehe. seems like he's been into those black metal eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Great success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SipwSHQHxEI/AAAAAAAAADI/8PkkLaOw5N0/s1600-h/04062009366.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SiqANE1_w8I/AAAAAAAAADY/rxDksv-DahM/s1600-h/04062009366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224869955388354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/SiqANE1_w8I/AAAAAAAAADY/rxDksv-DahM/s320/04062009366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04062009366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5237835732674992874?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5237835732674992874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5237835732674992874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5237835732674992874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5237835732674992874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/cage.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sipvl-DvHLI/AAAAAAAAACo/Y9bs3gb8wVA/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-4386770785771202868</id><published>2009-06-03T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:45:54.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I LOVE NIDA AMALINA (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 6th Month Anni Babygirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, time really does flies so fast. Halfway through the year and we are still going strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We do face the ups and downs in our relationship and we managed to solve all the differences during the downs and treasure the moments during the ups. I felt like the luckiest guy being with you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yups, three years baby. And it finally came true. Miracles really do happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4386770785771202868?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4386770785771202868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4386770785771202868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4386770785771202868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4386770785771202868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-6th-month-anni-babygirl.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2705105782522751617</id><published>2009-05-22T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:24:37.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 down, 4 to go.&lt;br /&gt;Just did both my English papers yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda tough. Especially paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to beat Christine, the A2 girl. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for English .&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to sit for A.maths paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Damn was it difficult.&lt;br /&gt;The paper duration was 2 hours, i can tell you guys, i slept for the first 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuck A.maths la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have to focus more on my other subjects then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the weekends to arrive mayne.&lt;br /&gt;Mum's promised us she would get us either a new or repair our old MP3.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite guys, thats it from me.&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy weekend dudes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2705105782522751617?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2705105782522751617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2705105782522751617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2705105782522751617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2705105782522751617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-down-4-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-4844266197205533598</id><published>2009-05-19T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:39:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/ShJwE6thGoI/AAAAAAAAACY/sXSoYqkq_kA/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337451738169416322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/ShJwE6thGoI/AAAAAAAAACY/sXSoYqkq_kA/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nida3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/th_nida3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;NIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wah, my baby gerl big already lahh. Haha !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry yer now ony can post cause yesterday was super tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All i have to say to you is how much i Love you and how much you meant to me syg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you all the best in anything that you do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue cinta banget sama lu!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4844266197205533598?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4844266197205533598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4844266197205533598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4844266197205533598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4844266197205533598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-nida-wah-my-baby-gerl.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/ShJwE6thGoI/AAAAAAAAACY/sXSoYqkq_kA/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-4026378617277400479</id><published>2009-05-15T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:10:58.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sg1nhhAZv3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zD5ggAphtbg/s1600-h/DSCI0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336034958997307250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sg1nhhAZv3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zD5ggAphtbg/s320/DSCI0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The three children of yours, Alfyan Syaheran ( me), Amiera Natasya ( sister ) and Aizat Asyidiq (small brother ) want to wish you Happy Birthday !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you mummy !!! You have given us love and care. We will try our best to make you proud .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without you in our life, we wouldn't know whats gonna happen to us .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you mummy for everything !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4026378617277400479?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4026378617277400479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4026378617277400479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4026378617277400479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4026378617277400479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mum-three-children-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/Sg1nhhAZv3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zD5ggAphtbg/s72-c/DSCI0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4481739097692638636.post-9146825161600295870</id><published>2009-05-13T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:21:31.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waddup ya'll. Haha !&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i still couldn't believe i met adiq yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;It was soo long since i met him .&lt;br /&gt;Hey dude, you've been losing weight izit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, today's not raining, if not, Christine will ask me to bring umbrella and walk with her to school.&lt;br /&gt;You think i your umbrella guy izit.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dzul, jangan lupa pertemuan kita ya bila-bila nanti.&lt;br /&gt;( err, like gay sia ) haha.&lt;br /&gt;Help me ok.&lt;br /&gt;Wa caya sama lu !&lt;br /&gt;Hahah !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-9146825161600295870?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/9146825161600295870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=9146825161600295870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/9146825161600295870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/9146825161600295870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/05/waddup-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7800700675826301358</id><published>2009-05-09T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:40:29.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing gf'/><title type='text'>Boredem strikes again and again</title><content type='html'>Damn, days are passing by and im getting bored .&lt;br /&gt;Mum's always asking me to study .&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Probably cause she doesn't want me to end up like last year.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted man .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i miss gf like hell !!&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry cause last friday, i had sumtin goin on .&lt;br /&gt;Shit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ARSENAL gonna BEAT chelsea .&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7800700675826301358?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7800700675826301358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7800700675826301358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7800700675826301358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7800700675826301358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/05/boredem-strikes-again-and-again.html' title='Boredem strikes again and again'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-1431725952326868476</id><published>2009-04-06T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:59:06.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EvO eVo Evo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, its been a month since i last posted .&lt;br /&gt;Well, been kinda busy lately .&lt;br /&gt;With studies mostly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened today????&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. let me think.......&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;After class, there was this group of teens arguing with a couple .&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why ?&lt;br /&gt;Cause a member of the group went to woo the girlfriend .&lt;br /&gt;Stupid right . Dumb ass .&lt;br /&gt;Which guy likes his girl being treated like that .&lt;br /&gt;How i know bout this?&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and my friends were ears-dropping .&lt;br /&gt;What bullshit , the group can still argue summore .&lt;br /&gt;Its obviously their fault .&lt;br /&gt;Morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, then we went to IMM.&lt;br /&gt;And play XBOX360!!!&lt;br /&gt;We simply had nothing to do .&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, saw this beautiful tricked out Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution 9.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell , the sound of its engine simply makes it stands out from the rest .&lt;br /&gt;From its fierce decayls to its sleeq looking rims , it just blew me away .&lt;br /&gt;Damn i couldnt wait to get my driving license .&lt;br /&gt;But its 2 years down the road .&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, i guess i just have to be patient .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1431725952326868476?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1431725952326868476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1431725952326868476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1431725952326868476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1431725952326868476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/04/gosh-its-been-month-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-4742581475376625682</id><published>2009-03-03T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:17:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Month Anni</title><content type='html'>Wooooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its already three months that we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;Darling,  it was wonderful being with you.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE you sooo much (:&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we face some ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;i know we can go through that together.&lt;br /&gt;Kite kan 'BADMAN' and 'BADWOMAN'&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 3rd MONTHSARY  HUNEY ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4742581475376625682?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4742581475376625682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4742581475376625682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4742581475376625682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4742581475376625682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-month-anni.html' title='3rd Month Anni'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5632035994154130544</id><published>2009-02-25T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:58:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuNeJZq9Nuc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuNeJZq9Nuc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is some funny shit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Katt williams is the best comedian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5632035994154130544?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5632035994154130544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5632035994154130544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5632035994154130544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5632035994154130544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5293732350386152784</id><published>2009-02-23T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:44:17.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a tiring but fun day with friends..&lt;br /&gt;After our English lesson, none of us wanted to go back&lt;br /&gt;soooooo, off to the coffeeshop&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted and laughing our lungs off.&lt;br /&gt;Thaqif, who was weird today suddenly talked about Geylang as it was front page news today..&lt;br /&gt;Ish2.&lt;br /&gt;He insisted that we go there to.... ya know&lt;br /&gt;HEHE&lt;br /&gt;I would get my head cut off if my parents knew i went there.&lt;br /&gt;So we came up with a new outing..&lt;br /&gt;POOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEhaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna beat ya'll so be prepared&lt;br /&gt;Chey&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget, the flirty Izuan..&lt;br /&gt;Always flirt with girls&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout girls, ain't this two the hottest alive??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=katyperry2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/th_katyperry2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=24268027b60cb47c1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/th_24268027b60cb47c1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya'll say guys??&lt;br /&gt;Imma bet Izuan gonna drool when he sees this&lt;br /&gt;Right dude??&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5293732350386152784?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5293732350386152784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5293732350386152784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5293732350386152784'/><link rel='self' 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and Yantoy, we both got fever&lt;br /&gt;WEird right&lt;br /&gt;ISh2..&lt;br /&gt;So, we slept on the seats for a few minutes while dzul doing nth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back home, my head was bursting..&lt;br /&gt;Met Sarah otw home..&lt;br /&gt;She's a long time friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;You've grown quite tall yeah...but still shorter than me&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Sorry couldn't entertain you so much cause i got fever&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Muiz went to my house cause he got something to do..&lt;br /&gt;He took good care of me sia...&lt;br /&gt;What a friend, he even made me toast bread..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry cousins cause i couldnt come down for your dance performance..&lt;br /&gt;Next time yeah&lt;br /&gt;Always support ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, got soccer training tmr, and my body's aching&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll just play some part in the game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7477175597049611881?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7477175597049611881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7477175597049611881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7477175597049611881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7477175597049611881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-got-fever-yesterday-what-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-46521790847450821</id><published>2009-02-17T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:21:20.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can&apos;t wait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im back from chalet...&lt;br /&gt;It was total fun..&lt;br /&gt;Barbequed till 2 am in the morning, and damn it i had to sing..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Wish bangla could be there, family memebers have been pestering me to bring you to them you know..&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing 3 in the morning, Freez took us driving.&lt;br /&gt;We love cars, and most of all, SPEEDDDDDD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took the backseat, and wore the seatbelts..&lt;br /&gt;Reached a long stretch empty road&lt;br /&gt;This was what Freez said, ' Ready guys??'&lt;br /&gt;Then, he went zooming on the road.&lt;br /&gt;It reached about 180km/h..&lt;br /&gt;wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;The street lights was blur from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Guess we were going too fast&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and im sooo gonna beat the 180km/h that Freez accomplished&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna have a race aite..&lt;br /&gt;But when i got my license of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-46521790847450821?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/46521790847450821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-4481739097692638636.post-1663471051058815310</id><published>2009-02-14T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:35:16.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muiz got a nutmeg.. haha</title><content type='html'>Waddup ya'll..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda worn out at the moment&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer till ten at night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;And finally, MUIZ got a nutmeg!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;That was the best moment in the game yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Bag in 3 goals for me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And and, got our jerseys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i need not be jealous of EC already.&lt;br /&gt;* great success*&lt;br /&gt;KATY PERRY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She's freaking hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;So now, i can totally ignore EC forever, no more dreams!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-1663471051058815310?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/1663471051058815310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=1663471051058815310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1663471051058815310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/1663471051058815310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/02/muiz-got-nutmeg-haha.html' title='Muiz got a nutmeg.. haha'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-6713147447728016251</id><published>2009-02-10T08:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:22:34.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what an ass'/><title type='text'>A rhyme for a bitch</title><content type='html'>Let me get to this real quick.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i can't stand any of this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a girl, a girl from my past,&lt;br /&gt;now she's back, desperate for someone to love her sorry ass.&lt;br /&gt;I admit i ask her bout the reason for our break up,&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, the issue is now bout 'ily' and 'imy', is your mind fucked up??&lt;br /&gt;Now you say you hate me and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck bitch, that's the part where i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna let this ruin my relationship with Nida,&lt;br /&gt;Cause from the way i see it, she appreciate our relationship better than ya.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't a person that like having haters like you,&lt;br /&gt;But there aint no room on my dick for ya'll, so jump the fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;So now what, you say you're moving on and no more crying,&lt;br /&gt;fuck you bitch, i was waiting for that ever since i was trying.&lt;br /&gt;Now get on with your sorry ass life,&lt;br /&gt;cause im ashamed of you, with all those laws you broke in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Im happy that you've moved on, i can't deny that,&lt;br /&gt;but what the fuck with the ily and imy thing bitch, what's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;Ok bitch, i've nth more to say and im ending this,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i have to make this diss.&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to go now, hope you'll forget our past,&lt;br /&gt;cause if you don't, you can try forgetting it by kissing my ass.&lt;br /&gt;aite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6713147447728016251?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6713147447728016251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6713147447728016251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6713147447728016251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6713147447728016251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/02/rhyme-for-bitch.html' title='A rhyme for a bitch'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7258438114433459013</id><published>2009-02-07T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:48:15.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why but im not myself today.&lt;br /&gt;I get pissed off soo easily.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened that causes me to piss off.....&lt;br /&gt;So wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's just beating soo fast.&lt;br /&gt;Is anything bad gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;What's all this bullshit...&lt;br /&gt;Did i do something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon, i hate this stupid feeling&lt;br /&gt;It just spoils my day and mood&lt;br /&gt;And if something bad really does happen, im really gonna flare up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, got a soccer match tomorrow with BSP&lt;br /&gt;Hope that could cheer me up, like seriously pls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7258438114433459013?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7258438114433459013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7258438114433459013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7258438114433459013'/><link rel='self' 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to celebrate our anni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did all sort of weird stuffs that just make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well, we went to see 'The wedding game' at vivo&lt;br /&gt;I can tell ya'll the movie was very funny&lt;br /&gt;And a lil too sexy i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And oh... my *bangla* doesn't know how to play UNO&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;She was like " you, what if i got the same number but diff colour, boleh tak?"&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;End up, i still win the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aite, thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU HUNEY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8166191420563940536?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8166191420563940536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8166191420563940536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8166191420563940536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8166191420563940536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-month-anni.html' title='2nd month anni'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka 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Malacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gerek gile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went scootering with relatives there, catch chickens, went sightseeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and went to A' Famosa, its a water theme park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess what, i overcome my fear of heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Freez ask me to take the most highest ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was like ' whoah, hold on a sec.....you sure?' *shivering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bcoz want to save face nye pasal, i agreed... wth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At the top, my legs were like jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But what the heck, i just sat on the platform and.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dunnoe???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Coz i closed my eyes and the next thing i know, i was down, splashing into a giant pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dad said something which makes me really... HAPPY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He said that when im 18, im gonna take driving lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That means i can drive a car!!! wooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cannot wait sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cars.. cars.. cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-4323555585462250734?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/4323555585462250734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=4323555585462250734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4323555585462250734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/4323555585462250734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-6110418676174551244</id><published>2009-01-14T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:49:15.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study hard people cause its worth it'/><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>Well, my results suck real bad&lt;br /&gt;I can't even go to any poly&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad was very disappointed&lt;br /&gt;And me, i don't know what's gonna happen to me now&lt;br /&gt;What i know, my dreams are shattered and my future really looks dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, tears are shed by family members, esp mummy&lt;br /&gt;cause she was expecting a lot of me as her first child.&lt;br /&gt;What should i do now?&lt;br /&gt;There are options, embarrasing ones and those that cost alot&lt;br /&gt;Stayback or take private or just ITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it la&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell im gonna do&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, this whole experience is killing the shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;And i feel useless as a human being and a child to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, is it the end for me?&lt;br /&gt;Can i still succeed in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im ready to start the whole thing again&lt;br /&gt;Make my parents smile again and proud of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so painful to see them going through all this&lt;br /&gt;Working so hard for me, end up i failed them&lt;br /&gt;They keep tellin me to be better than them, so that i can lead a comfortable life&lt;br /&gt;Now, i don't think it will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to hope for a miracle and work hard for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-6110418676174551244?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/6110418676174551244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=6110418676174551244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6110418676174551244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/6110418676174551244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/01/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-8312912521356641319</id><published>2009-01-06T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:52:04.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i forgot the deal.... DAMN haha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/th_DSC00393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally she was able to climb to the top of the pyramid&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun making her scared whenever i shake the ropes&lt;br /&gt;She was like 'ARGHHHH!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And not to forget, i beat her in bowling with quite a big scoreline&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8312912521356641319?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8312912521356641319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8312912521356641319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8312912521356641319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8312912521356641319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-she-was-able-to-climb-to-top-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5710254669028894004</id><published>2008-12-28T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:31:50.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BiRthday!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's finally here!! haha&lt;br /&gt;Its late, i know&lt;br /&gt;Cause all my friends would do was making fun of me being 15&lt;br /&gt;But now, it's over&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, my whole family including my aunties and uncles went to celebrate my bdae&lt;br /&gt;at this place called 'Sakura Family Buffet' at downtown east&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper great&lt;br /&gt;I ate and ate and ate&lt;br /&gt;And finally my tummy got bloated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After the dinner, we went bowling&lt;br /&gt;Freez challenged me to get the highest score&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't luck but i was the champion!!&lt;br /&gt;I was given the name 'bowling prodigy' by my family members&lt;br /&gt;Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was certainly one of the best night of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, too bad badwoman couldn't join us&lt;br /&gt;My aunt all curious to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't wait to go picnic with her next week&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5710254669028894004?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5710254669028894004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5710254669028894004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5710254669028894004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5710254669028894004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday.html' title='BiRthday!!!!!'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7742831776508036175</id><published>2008-12-22T10:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:27:21.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnam players sux'/><title type='text'>Both Great And Sorrow weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lets start with great first okay&lt;br /&gt;Well, on saturday, daddy treated us to hop on the Singapore Flyer&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper exciting&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Initially, i was afraid, and i mean super afraid of heights&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't want my family members to know&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;So, we took tons of pictures inside the cabin&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful scenery to see Singapore from the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After Singapore Flyer, we went shopping at orchard&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, i didn't know what to buy&lt;br /&gt;Aizat bought a puma watch.. pfft&lt;br /&gt;And Amiera, like always, clothes&lt;br /&gt;Me, absolutely nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lets go to the sorrow part&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;It was Sunday and me and my friends, including my daddy *sebok jek* went to see the football match between Singapore and Vietnam..&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam players were playing crap football though&lt;br /&gt;Trying to waste time by going to the ground easily when the Singapore players made a tackle&lt;br /&gt;Mcm tak makan sayur seyy..&lt;br /&gt;Then, their supporters too&lt;br /&gt;It end up to be a riot with Singapore fans throwing bottles and vulgarities to them&lt;br /&gt;Unfortubately, Singapore lose the match&lt;br /&gt;But but, it was a fine performance for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Its just not their luck maybe&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, they had more shots than Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;After the match, then cames the ugly scene&lt;br /&gt;Just outside the stadium, both fans got into fights&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was running in differnt directions&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we managed to get home safely&lt;br /&gt;phewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then, it was the ARSENAL vs liverpool match&lt;br /&gt;haiya&lt;br /&gt;See this match can cause me heart attack sia&lt;br /&gt;The never ending injury list which certainly will cost arsenal their hopes to catch up with the leaders will add one more name&lt;br /&gt;CESC FABREGAS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shit sia&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it was a draw in the end&lt;br /&gt;And the referee sux big time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i still and always love ARSENAL&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7742831776508036175?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7742831776508036175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7742831776508036175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7742831776508036175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7742831776508036175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/both-great-and-sorrow-weekend_22.html' title='Both Great And Sorrow weekend....'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-3112398900262565642</id><published>2008-12-16T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:36:26.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's gonna happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, it's december aready.... and the o 'levels results are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's like doomsday.. only that it affects only certain people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope im not in the catogary of people that will be crying in the hall because of my results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did my very best for the examinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now all i can do is hope for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But what if there's no happy ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I mean, what if i fail the examinations.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Worse come to worse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My parents are gonna be disappointed in me, my future looks dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And most importantly, when i don't have a proper job in the future, how am i gonna survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All this questions kept bothering me whenever i think about my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Always dreamt of being someone successfull one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lead a comfortable life with my loved ones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, to achieve that, i've got to work harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And now it all depends on my results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-3112398900262565642?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/3112398900262565642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=3112398900262565642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3112398900262565642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/3112398900262565642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-gonna-happen.html' title='What&apos;s gonna happen?'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-8642830073687548616</id><published>2008-12-14T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:31:07.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rayan's bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/th_DSC00354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;See that little guy in that pic, he's the most naughtiest toddler arnd.&lt;br /&gt;He's a maniac, loves to hit people, speak vulgarities and loves to do funny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was his birthday after all&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My family bought him a mini drum set cause he loves Rock and Roll&lt;br /&gt;He once said he wants to be a famous drummer one day&lt;br /&gt;*in his dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went out with my family to go shopping..&lt;br /&gt;Sis got herself a new handphone... pfttt&lt;br /&gt;*jealous sia*&lt;br /&gt;God damn it was a sony ericsson w980&lt;br /&gt;But, daddy said bcoz she got an expensive gift, she can't go shopping&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After shopping,mummy ajak uh to go to her workplace for some sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;The place was soo cool sia.&lt;br /&gt;There were many yatches arnd&lt;br /&gt;Somehow at that point, i feel like a rich person&lt;br /&gt;Gagaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 589px" height="769" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq198/amiera_96/DSC00363.jpg" width="1024" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On top of all that, i miss badwoman sooo much&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're goin out this week, soo gonna spend time with her&lt;br /&gt;I miss making her laugh like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-8642830073687548616?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/8642830073687548616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=8642830073687548616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8642830073687548616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/8642830073687548616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/rayans-bdae.html' title='Rayan&apos;s bdae'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2645718746786866529</id><published>2008-12-10T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:19:38.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I love auntie... oopss, my miss daiso !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's more cuter and loveable than all of you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2645718746786866529?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2645718746786866529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2645718746786866529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2645718746786866529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2645718746786866529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7208431862979761665</id><published>2008-12-09T07:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:04:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from vacation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Waddup peeps !&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a great vacation and i had a wonderful time with my family and cousins&lt;br /&gt;We do all the crazy things together.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Remember, we stripped down almost naked in the middle of the field..&lt;br /&gt;Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Unfortunately, i didn't have time to go shopping.. haiya&lt;br /&gt;But, Dad promise me that we'll be going shopping this weekend&lt;br /&gt;So. ' Wa caya sama lu daddy '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Back in Singapore, i was missing her ):&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, i managed to talk to her as soon as i came home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I brought home a little gift for her&lt;br /&gt;Its a poster of 'taman negara' and i don;t know what it is. haha&lt;br /&gt;No la, not the poster, its........... a SURPRISE !&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I may not be &lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;/strong&gt;perfect guy but i will do whatever it takes to make you happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7208431862979761665?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7208431862979761665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7208431862979761665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7208431862979761665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7208431862979761665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from vacation...'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2907840157594743832</id><published>2008-12-04T10:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:42:19.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best thing that had ever happened to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjJZoTYh0C8/STc7O7RLKyI/AAAAAAAAABY/2MqmfdK_zcQ/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im damn bloody happy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, it all happened on the night of 3 dec 2008, at the top of Mount Faber :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I did it ! I really can't believe i did it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It was the best moment for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now that we're together, i will try to make it a special one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And also, i promise that i will not do anything that will harm our relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOOOOOO!!! i still can't believe it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, someone said that i forget all my promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;From the way i see it, she was the one who asked for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So she was the one who forget her PROMISE ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway, that's the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Who cares bout it anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2907840157594743832?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2907840157594743832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2907840157594743832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2907840157594743832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2907840157594743832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-thing-that-had-ever-happened-to-me.html' title='Best thing that had ever happened to me'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-2398671702706948468</id><published>2008-12-02T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:06:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma and.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I always hate departures and goodbyes from the ones i loved.. ):&lt;br /&gt;But i know this time, it's kinda different cause my grandma is leaving for her pilgrimage&lt;br /&gt;Well. she's gonna be away for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gonna miss you grandma !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i would cry tomorrow when i see her at the departure terminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She's been praying all day and night... for me&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause she wants me to pass my o'levels with good results&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, after her prayers, she would cry in front of me, tellin me how much she hope one day i could make her proud by achieving success in life..&lt;br /&gt;Her words made me think of my future..&lt;br /&gt;But wad can i do? o'levels are over&lt;br /&gt;I could only hope for the best and hopefully make my grandma proud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enough of sadness shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tmr is a big day for me... i'm sure some of my friends know what i mean (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda scared and intimidated by the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;What i do know is that i'm gonna do it in a very special way (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mummy said " First impression is always important "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish me luck aite peeps !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just need to buy a rose and tons of guts and courage&lt;br /&gt;missing &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Badwoman&lt;/span&gt; very much :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-2398671702706948468?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/2398671702706948468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=2398671702706948468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2398671702706948468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/2398671702706948468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-always-hate-departures-and-goodbyes.html' title='Grandma and.....'/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-5240903644921679446</id><published>2008-12-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:22:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   Waddup ya'll !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my first official post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ignore the post below cause it's posted by NIDA THE VERY BADWOMAN ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gagaga !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, she's been pestering me to do this quizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;KInda cool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So lets try it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;'ThE QuiZZ'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. What kind of boyfriend/girlfriend do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BoyFRIENDS - those who will go through all the pain and suffering i face... chey !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GirlFRIENDS - a girl which can certainly makes me laugh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;                          - a girl who knows what i like and what i don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;                          -  need not be as pretty as Jessica Alba ( damn she's hot )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;                          -  and most importantly, i must love her :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;2. How did you celebrate your 1st month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, i don't celebrate it cause im not in any relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;BUT COMING SOON !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;3. Do you feel safe with your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;BoyFRIENDS - everytime.. haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;GirlFRIENDS - some...cause girls like to have long fingernails &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. When you see your partner injured/sick, would you be there even if you're busy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Definitely !!!! no matter what the situation is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. When it's your 12th month &amp;amp; your partner is having another r/s, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, i would kill 'the son of the bitch'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Second, i would spit at the bitch face... PUIIIT !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. What if you know your ex is still loving you while he/she is single and while you're attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't give a damn about the past !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Are you single, having a r/s or having a crush on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Single...but hopefully not soo long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Relationship... ermm, of course not. Kater single. Aper da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CRUSH... not a crush but LOVE ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. List out 3 love/sad songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Belaian Jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. CRUSH ! 'favourite'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. She will be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. What would you do if you and your partner quarrel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will try my best to make it up to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or treat her.. example 'ben&amp;amp;jerry's'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Do you wish to know if someone has a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, im cool with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. What if you're single &amp;amp; someone has a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As if i know if that person has a crush on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. How many times had your heart been broken by somebody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lost counted.. but the latest has been the most @#$%^ !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. If you &amp;amp; your partner quarrel, who will be the one apologizing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If im in the wrong, then i would surely apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But if she's the one then wad ya'll expect?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. What would you do if your partner wants a break up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll talk things round with her and ask her if she really wants it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Did any of your stead give you a present that you liked the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, so far not yet.. Sedeii kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. When did you last cry for someone whom you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Around fasting month this year.. arrgh, forget bout it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. How many times did you break your promise to your stead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't break promises ! haha ! Try not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. Do you wish that your relationship will last long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like duhh.. esp with that someone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Did your stead kiss you in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pass this to 11 of your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Malik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Saddiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Luqman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Nadhirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Nurun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The rest pandai2 korang la ekh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I MISS BADWOMAN ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-5240903644921679446?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/5240903644921679446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=5240903644921679446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5240903644921679446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/5240903644921679446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/12/waddup-yall-this-is-my-first-official.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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-4481739097692638636.post-7140284622162266102</id><published>2008-12-01T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:30:38.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alfyan is a badman&lt;br /&gt;And a potential cleaner&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Badwoman&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4481739097692638636-7140284622162266102?l=the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/feeds/7140284622162266102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4481739097692638636&amp;postID=7140284622162266102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7140284622162266102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4481739097692638636/posts/default/7140284622162266102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-autobiography-of-flow.blogspot.com/2008/11/alfyan-is-badman-and-potential-cleaner.html' title=''/><author><name>ALf FloW aka BadMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05988530734437900001</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></feed>
