<?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-6123350282446895314</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:21:04.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lxckynad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-1908727874206848152</id><published>2012-02-07T12:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T12:47:01.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 850px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cn_F5iH_WsI/TzCoPb9seeI/AAAAAAAAB54/Outs8SlQLqc/s1600/GraffitiWallpapers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706245711036447202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;@NADIAQILA's #BLOGSPOT TEMPORARILY NOT IN SERVICE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-1908727874206848152?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1908727874206848152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1908727874206848152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2012/02/nadiaqilas-blogspot-temporarily-not-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cn_F5iH_WsI/TzCoPb9seeI/AAAAAAAAB54/Outs8SlQLqc/s72-c/GraffitiWallpapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8366682365485093512</id><published>2011-11-24T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T16:35:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>241111</title><content type='html'>So far, my life wasn't going pretty smooth, yet I was tangling in haywire and clumsy position. Bumps everywhere. Needed a freedom that I actually can't figure out of any. Life didn't go out as what I imagined. Sometimes, I just had to face it with a little smile on my face just to ease the stress away. New semester, meeting a bunch of new friends, reuniting with old friends, and separating with bestfriends. Pray to Allah for whatever I'll be going to get through. Theres always a little light in every darkness, a little hope in every failure. Stay strong, Nadia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8366682365485093512?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8366682365485093512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8366682365485093512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/11/241111.html' title='241111'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5351384227582953468</id><published>2011-11-11T17:42:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:05:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111111</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah. Allah hadiahkan aku emosi yang berbagai. Kali ini, aku menangkan si kegembiraan. Untuk hadir menerangi segalanya. Mungkin ini juga satu ujian, ujian untuk aku supaya sentiasa beringat dengan apa yang Allah hadiahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auCRgEa0fdY/Tr5tEA-MI-I/AAAAAAAAB5U/dWs-35wpFRA/s400/300719_298336923529735_100000602887487_1108933_2090057351_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674092496281150434" /&gt;p/s : Kepada sahabat si baju belang, selamat hari jadi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5351384227582953468?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5351384227582953468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5351384227582953468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='111111'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auCRgEa0fdY/Tr5tEA-MI-I/AAAAAAAAB5U/dWs-35wpFRA/s72-c/300719_298336923529735_100000602887487_1108933_2090057351_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7938250690267416238</id><published>2011-10-31T01:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:55:35.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>311011</title><content type='html'>Tears running down the cheeks, non-stopping. I can't barely handle my emotion when it comes to tell you things, crumpling through my mind. There I go again, blabbering with angers and tears throughout our conversation, eventhough I should've realized it was all my fault at the first place. I should have understood the circumstances, and thought about all the possibilities. I know I should've stopped nagging, complaining, and whining and start to learn from other people's life. And you're right. All the words you'd spoken to me, under that deep night sky with me covering myself up in the blanket, still crying like a baby and listening to you, with that deep, husky voice of yours. I know deep down in you, you're mad at me. I'm just a selfish, arrogant woman who acts like a small kid. I know I shouldn't. I'm just too idiot to let the anger controls everything. Thanks to you, for ever listening to me, be patient, and make myself reborn to be a wiser human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7938250690267416238?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7938250690267416238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7938250690267416238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/10/311011.html' title='311011'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-1574219852776094862</id><published>2011-10-30T09:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:52:31.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>301011</title><content type='html'>Tak semua benda yang kita nak, kita boleh dapat. Exactly. Tak pernah sekelumit dalam hati aku membantah itu. Tapi, bila orang put a promise by words, of course it'll bring high hopes to us. Sepertinya kau letak buaian di tengah-tengah padang yang kosong. Kanak-kanak yang dulunya suram, disirami senyuman girang. But when, you break it. Rasa dia macam kau baling hujan petir di hari indah yang kau sendiri ciptakan. Rasa macam kau robek hati ini, luka dia dalam. Tapi kau tak nampak. Aku je yang rasa. Apa yang aku boleh buat, hanya terus menunggu dan terus berharap. Allah sentiasa ada perancangan yang lebih baik untuk kita. Tapi aku hanya pinta ini sahaja, tolonglah. Tak besar mana pun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-1574219852776094862?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1574219852776094862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1574219852776094862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/10/301011.html' title='301011'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7764835892798660445</id><published>2011-10-12T07:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T09:09:29.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121011</title><content type='html'>That curious look you just gave, left me with million dubious thoughts. Kau melangkah, aku melangkah jua bersama. Cuma kali ini, kita bergerak bertentangan arah. Dalam otak fikiran, terbayang memori yang dulunya pernah membahagiakan kita berdua. Tapi, selagi masa itu berlari dan manusia merintangi, we will eventually change. Penipuan dan sakit hati, I rather choose the second option. Continuous lies may hurt you even more, and I don't want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7764835892798660445?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7764835892798660445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7764835892798660445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/10/121011.html' title='121011'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6219034054013054311</id><published>2011-10-06T06:39:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T11:34:44.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>061011</title><content type='html'>I was standing there, numbed. I can't memorize what it really began with. Why am I standing there? Or how. Last time I recalled, mom called me and she said someone just gave me a present. It was a bouquet of flowers. I stood there, in my room, looking at the flowers, and smiled. As if I knew who just gave it. The next day, more present came by. This time it was a hamper full with chocolates, and not to forget; an iPhone. I gasped. Are this real? iPhone for present? That was a blast. Curiosity filled my head. I called mom to ask who this 'someone' really is. Mom told me, a guy came to her and surprisingly the guy said he likes me and he's going to propose me to be his wife soon. He's nearly to 28 or something. As what I remembered, mom was smiling when she told me all the news. Did mom just approve him? I don't know why, but I can feel the excitation. Whether because I just got myself an iPhone, or I just found myself a husband and mom approved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a note on the present; written there "Just search me on my email.." I did search him on Facebook and found one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one fine day, I met him. Weird thing we're in a room. At first, I was very shy. Looking at him caught looking at me too. Then, things go super romantic. After all of sudden, everything went blank. I don't really remember what was happening. Next thing I knew, I was on my way to my driving class. Things became super out of metaphor when I was DRIVING to my driving class, I nearly hit everyone in the road. When I stopped the car, a woman came after me and yelled at me for nearly hitting her son. I asked for apologized. After she went off, I saw a group of teens fighting. Everything became chaotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then POPPEDD! I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;It was only a dream. How ironic that I had dreamed about getting an Apple iPhone and woke up in the morning knowing that Steve Jobs; the co founder of Apple just passed away. RIP Steve Jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6219034054013054311?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6219034054013054311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6219034054013054311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/10/061011.html' title='061011'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5404087768561631120</id><published>2011-09-30T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T12:54:33.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300911</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-Dx6ngeYxg/ToXJCiBOZsI/AAAAAAAAB3k/BrijAn5VbGc/s400/twrn.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658149552189761218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Harap dengan ini, dapat kurangkan bebanan ibu dan ayah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5404087768561631120?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5404087768561631120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5404087768561631120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/09/300911_30.html' title='300911'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-Dx6ngeYxg/ToXJCiBOZsI/AAAAAAAAB3k/BrijAn5VbGc/s72-c/twrn.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-2895270256698930424</id><published>2011-08-25T00:15:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:00:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250811</title><content type='html'>Celaka datang, menguji kita. Jangan bodoh sangat nak menyalahkan semua yang hadir. Jika mereka boleh lagi bersabar dan redha, kenapa tidak kau? Buanglah sifat dengki dalam hati kau, sayang. Orang yang berhasad dengki itu dilaknat Allah swt. Sudah lupa ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maafkan aku sayang. Aku hanya manusia lemah yang punya seribu satu nafsu dan perasaan. Bila aku alpa, nafsu mula bermaharajalela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, bangkitlah. Tunjukkan yang kau itu kuat! &lt;br /&gt;Be the woman whom everyone respect and comfort to be with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-2895270256698930424?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/2895270256698930424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/2895270256698930424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/08/250811.html' title='250811'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-527944465512545020</id><published>2011-08-23T17:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:11:39.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>230811</title><content type='html'>Kerana mulut ini tidak terdaya melawan, badan layankan saja. Sakit hati, tiada yang endah. Mulut terpalit senyuman palsu yang tiada siapa mampu mengerti. Kaki melangkah setapak kehadapan. Dibiarkan saja memori menyakitkan berlalu seperti angin yang menyapa muka. Sabar itu sebahagian iman. Sedangkan ibu yang mengandung mampu bersabar menahan sakit pinggang selama sembilan bulan, dibersalinkan anak lalu membesar anak itu kemudian jadi nakal, si ibu tetap bersabar. Apalah sangat sakit yang aku tempuhi ini jika dibandingkan dengan si ibu. Marah itu api, api itu syaitan. Persetankan anasir- anasir jahat si iblis. Bakal jadi senyuman palsu yang kita kuntumkan itu, walaupun sekadar sesaat, dapat menutupi segala kekusutan. Dan hadir kemudian, senyuman dari hati. Seikhlas ibu menerima kehadiran seorang anak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-527944465512545020?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/527944465512545020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/527944465512545020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/08/56_23.html' title='230811'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6404825639329340282</id><published>2011-07-28T00:10:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:24:59.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280711</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#daily blog 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy. Short-term of sentence that summarize everything that apparently happening in my life right now. I don't like to drag all sorts of tiny lil things here just to tell you guys on how fuck my life was. But yeah life can't never be as smooth as what I expected. Fucktards showed up and fucked my life. Gladly, there're still incredible people who're willing to stay by my side and make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_97P_rp51g/TjA8wwHmMpI/AAAAAAAABx8/vMKE5rx-H_Y/s1600/DSC03763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_97P_rp51g/TjA8wwHmMpI/AAAAAAAABx8/vMKE5rx-H_Y/s400/DSC03763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634069942088643218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can only see me, twittering now. I don't do others as much as I wanted to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6404825639329340282?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6404825639329340282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6404825639329340282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/07/51.html' title='280711'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_97P_rp51g/TjA8wwHmMpI/AAAAAAAABx8/vMKE5rx-H_Y/s72-c/DSC03763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8484019395511052628</id><published>2011-07-03T14:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:39:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>030711</title><content type='html'>Ketika duduk pekena nasi berlaukkan ayam kicap dan kari kosong, ayah berhujah dihadapan aku. Aku memandangnya redup tanda hormat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Belajar itu untuk mencari ilmu kerana itu tuntutan Allah swt. Belajar dengan seikhlas hati. Kenapa perlu sibuk fikir belajar untuk mencari kerja? InsyaAllah, sekiranya awak  belajar dengan cemerlang sampai ke peringkat Phd sekali pun, kerja yang bakal cari awak. Bukan awak yang perlu cari kerja. Yang penting niat belajar itu kerana Allah swt dan aplikasinya kita guna untuk kesenangan orang lain,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mengangguk cermat. Dalam hati bertekad untuk buat ayah dan ibu menangis kegembiraan suatu hari nanti. InsyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahulukan akhirat, baru datangnya dunia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8484019395511052628?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8484019395511052628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8484019395511052628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/07/ketika-duduk-pekena-nasi-berlaukkan.html' title='030711'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8806375880949403756</id><published>2011-06-27T17:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:39:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>270611</title><content type='html'>Salah terbesar manusia apabila dia tidak berfikir dahulu sebelum berkata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika orang buat langsi dengan kita, apa yang perlu dikesah. Persetankan saja! Jangan diperbesarkan lagi. Kita balas, kita 2x5 tak ubah saja seperti mereka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesanan ibu yang sentiasa tersemat dalam sanubari, "Bila bergaduh, biarlah kita yang mengalah. Mungkin kita kalah di mata orang, tetapi di mata Allah swt. kitalah pemenangnya,".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8806375880949403756?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8806375880949403756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8806375880949403756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/47.html' title='270611'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6096913875535684683</id><published>2011-06-27T02:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:40:13.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>270611</title><content type='html'>Rhythm plays in my heart. You've gone nowhere, cus forever you're mine. This song called 'Officially Missing You' I dedicated just for you.&lt;br /&gt;First time doing a cover, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/olxDx6hmpug?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6096913875535684683?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6096913875535684683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6096913875535684683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/46.html' title='270611'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/olxDx6hmpug/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-4715440522793640467</id><published>2011-06-16T19:46:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:40:38.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160611</title><content type='html'>That night, under the moonlight, we were smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Facing towards each other and holding hands together.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like we owned the world. Felt like theres nobody else exist.&lt;br /&gt;Then here came the demons with their strategy.&lt;br /&gt;To incite our dignity. As we forgot Allah The Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;We sank to the lust and make it as our priority.&lt;br /&gt;As the intelligence turned out to be the silliest.&lt;br /&gt;Biologically, became passionate to each other's body. &lt;br /&gt;Captured the moment as the so-called-best-momentary.&lt;br /&gt;The night was full with sensual delight. &lt;br /&gt;As things we thought were all, alright.&lt;br /&gt;With disgust heart, the moon and stars became our witnesses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunate, as the sperm met the egg, baby appears.&lt;br /&gt;Then off you went and left me alone here.&lt;br /&gt;All the promises on that night were left, empty.&lt;br /&gt;I became bumbled and confused. Stumbled alone.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what should I do now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day comes to an end. The baby goes out in a most horrible way.&lt;br /&gt;I cried alone with no one knowing me there. Bloods everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, "This isn't fair!"&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the second thought to throw the baby away.&lt;br /&gt;With the dumbest, stupidest, terrible-st, disgust-est, meanest mind,&lt;br /&gt;I left the newborn baby in the bush. To hope the baby get eaten by the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;But I got caught by the overseen people. I cried and yelled for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Things got too late, they spit and cursed and called me slut.&lt;br /&gt;I'd been slammed, punched and beat, and kicked.&lt;br /&gt;Bruises, cuts, bloods, are everywhere. But they just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got dumped, karma goes around.&lt;br /&gt;What's left there then, a dead body. Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be like me, please don't!&lt;br /&gt;Just because of one night, I'd lost my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely by, &lt;br /&gt;Dead Dummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-4715440522793640467?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4715440522793640467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4715440522793640467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/44.html' title='160611'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5975805323563965512</id><published>2011-06-13T21:55:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:40:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130611</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elHRT-Lckco/TfYfIHb55eI/AAAAAAAABps/hACS7eZe26k/s400/DSC03481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617711809486775778" /&gt;Seperti biasa, aku melukis dan melukis lagi. Drawing has become my passion since I've got no guitar to play with. But, Idrgaf. At least I've gained something rather than shitting around with the freaks. Jadi, itu hari aku bersama teman-teman ketika melepak di warung mak timah bertemankan ais kosong dan roti canai banjir, kami berborak tentang kejayaan dan pelajaran. Sebagai nerdy yang agak naughty, we lead a normal student life. Once in a while we had to have that kind of conversation right? So, as we sitting there, talking and mumbling around, we jumped into a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sakit bila kita berjaya tapi terpaksa melihat sahabat yang tidak berjaya. Tapi, adalah lebih sakit sekiranya kita tidak berjaya dan dikelilingi sahabat-sahabat yang semuanya berjaya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragis bukan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5975805323563965512?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5975805323563965512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5975805323563965512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/43.html' title='130611'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elHRT-Lckco/TfYfIHb55eI/AAAAAAAABps/hACS7eZe26k/s72-c/DSC03481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-3796813484439913581</id><published>2011-06-10T03:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:41:10.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100611 (Special post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2aMl5umxcJc/TfEmJz8F-CI/AAAAAAAABpk/Jzr4FIVPY5M/s400/hbtme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616312160310655010" /&gt;Chapter 19 has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih lagi muda dimata sesetengah pihak, dan mungkin dianggap sudah tua bagi pihak yang lain. Tapi, aku tetap sama. Yang beza, makin tembam je. Orang kata, kalau tembam tu tandanya bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan aku, Ya. Memang bahagia. Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-3796813484439913581?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3796813484439913581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3796813484439913581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/42-special-post.html' title='100611 (Special post)'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2aMl5umxcJc/TfEmJz8F-CI/AAAAAAAABpk/Jzr4FIVPY5M/s72-c/hbtme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-4070016183550136826</id><published>2011-06-08T17:25:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:47:02.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080611</title><content type='html'>I still remember those days yang aku dikenali hanya sebagai budak nerd bercermin mata bertudung bulat yang trying to act like a spoil brat and be childish just to get the attention from others and be a famous kid, even if I was never. I still remember the days where I got 5A's in UPSR and managed to go for a religious boarding school but then unfortunate things happened, I became naughty until my mother asked me to tukar sekolah, thinking if I could be a better person. But things ended up getting worst. I don't want to reveal more about the 'things' that I'd done in the past. Don't want to end up like #adindaevans who gets famous in such a young age but in a bad way. Pity her. But, thats not the point I'm writing today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dealt with many bad things before, I won't claim it as the baddest thing. But comparing myself to the good ones, I'll be rather stabbing myself, just to keep the bad memories away. But, I never regret, cus It makes me who I am today. I could keep millions bad memories in my head but with the sweetest smile on my face cus the only thing that matters, is what I choose to be now. Not for what I did, but for who I am now. and I'm happy. For every single bit that happening in my life now, I feel so thankful. Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-4070016183550136826?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4070016183550136826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4070016183550136826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/41.html' title='080611'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7493533007195857686</id><published>2011-06-07T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:01:02.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#40</title><content type='html'>Kenapa perlu wujudnya hubungan cinta sebelum kahwin?&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya ia hanya akan disusuli dengan perasaan dengki, cemburu, syak wasangka, salah faham, cepat terasa and other bad emotions?&lt;br /&gt;Belum dikira lagi dengan dosa maksiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why certain people prefer to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Dimana aku pula, masih tercangkuk di tengah-tengah dua bulatan. &lt;br /&gt;Berperasaan berbelah bahagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7493533007195857686?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7493533007195857686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7493533007195857686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/40.html' title='#40'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6080502217724133577</id><published>2011-06-05T17:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:09:07.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#39</title><content type='html'>I just watched KungFu Panda 2. and I know It's kinda late. But idrc.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the quotes from Kung Fu Panda 2 really attracts me.&lt;br /&gt;And one of it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;‎"Your story may not have such a happy beginning but that doesn't make you who you are, it is the rest of your story, who you choose to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very meaningful quote. It touches my deepest soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6080502217724133577?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6080502217724133577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6080502217724133577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/06/39.html' title='#39'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7920166528544233524</id><published>2011-05-27T01:25:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:03:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#37</title><content type='html'>Wanita itu Allah swt jadikan dengan sungguh indah.&lt;br /&gt;Dan keindahan itu pasti akan dinikmati oleh mereka yang layak memilikinya.&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa perlu spoilkan keindahan itu dengan perangai kebabian korang tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah cantik diluar, biarlah cantik di dalam.&lt;br /&gt;Yang cantik didalam pasti akan terserlah diluar.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, tiada yang perlu dirisaukan lagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7920166528544233524?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7920166528544233524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7920166528544233524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/37.html' title='#37'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-1705402780382040714</id><published>2011-05-26T03:21:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:06:24.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#36</title><content type='html'>Dibenihkan dalam kelompok yang ditakhluk peredaran zaman. Aku, yakni si pendiam hanya memandang sinis pada mereka yang berbayang. Kenapa perlu berkias cakap padahal yang dicakapkan buruk itu hanya duduk dua tapak sahaja di depan kalian? Hati terguris, roh yang menangis, jasad kekal senyum sinis. Kalian pasti suka kan? Ingat, Allah itu Maha Adil. Manusia yang 'bagai timun dendang. di luar merah di dalam pahit', tak tahan lama. Busuk didalam, lama-lama terappear diluar jua. Kalian boleh cakap apa saja! Aku masih lagi disini, menguntumkan senyuman. Hipokrit bukan? Baik diam, dari bicara taik. You guys will end up nowhere. Tercangkuk dalam bulatan yang tidak diendahkan malah memalukan. And I'm still here, still smiling. Make believe with my own world that I can be better than you. Just stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-29ailgv9r4A/Td1iN7vGyqI/AAAAAAAABoI/nl6gxbzhPgk/s400/Snapshot_20110521_8%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610748702286596770" /&gt;"Jangan ditanya mana pergi post #35 aku. biar aku saja yang nikmati perasaan itu. Kalian yang sudah baca pasti aje sudah tau,"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-1705402780382040714?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1705402780382040714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1705402780382040714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/36.html' title='#36'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-29ailgv9r4A/Td1iN7vGyqI/AAAAAAAABoI/nl6gxbzhPgk/s72-c/Snapshot_20110521_8%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5809113744618682467</id><published>2011-05-24T18:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T07:05:40.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#34</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9y_LZKfidw/TduTGWAATiI/AAAAAAAABm4/9kzfk6koK_4/s400/5754131846_3c4b87237d_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610239498014182946" /&gt;Aku duduk disini tersenyum menanti.&lt;br /&gt;Menanti kesudahan yang tak pasti.&lt;br /&gt;Sambil jari jemari lembut memetik gitar.&lt;br /&gt;Mendendangkan lagu tiada pendengar.&lt;br /&gt;Mencari kebahagiaan dari dalam diri.&lt;br /&gt;Kecahayaan ilahi masih aku selami.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi manusia biasa, pasti ada cacatnya.&lt;br /&gt;Kekadang terlupa dari mana asal kita.&lt;br /&gt;Harini kita bicara soal keinsafan.&lt;br /&gt;Esok bersandiwara lelaki perempuan.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai bila mahu begini lagi?&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ditunggu tua, nanti menjadi-jadi.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, aku pula masih lagi duduk disini.&lt;br /&gt;Duduk tersenyum sendiri, menanti kesudahan yang tak pasti.&lt;br /&gt;Sambil jari jemari lembut memetik gitar.&lt;br /&gt;Mendendangkan lagu tiada pendengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_08BBIGkwA8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/_08BBIGkwA8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="25" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drug song for today. Please enjoy everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5809113744618682467?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5809113744618682467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5809113744618682467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/34_24.html' title='#34'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9y_LZKfidw/TduTGWAATiI/AAAAAAAABm4/9kzfk6koK_4/s72-c/5754131846_3c4b87237d_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-354369204959786486</id><published>2011-05-19T14:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:10:22.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#33</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACphrWO60zE/TdS-ryS1AuI/AAAAAAAABmo/28wLSjkNP7Y/s400/DSC03144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608317095427506914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush. I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-"Mary Elizabeth Frye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-354369204959786486?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/354369204959786486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/354369204959786486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/34.html' title='#33'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACphrWO60zE/TdS-ryS1AuI/AAAAAAAABmo/28wLSjkNP7Y/s72-c/DSC03144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5034256668032067446</id><published>2011-05-15T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:31:48.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#32</title><content type='html'>Perbualan aku dengan seorang teman mengingatkan aku pada sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia ini sama sahaja seperti restoran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedainya cantik, perabut mahal. Design ada kelas. Tapi kalau service terok, makanan tak sedap pulak. Pelanggan pun lari.&lt;br /&gt;Sama juga seperti manusia. Cantik  saja diluar, busuk didalam, kosong pulak otaknya. Siapa nak dekati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5034256668032067446?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5034256668032067446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5034256668032067446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/32.html' title='#32'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5684372945223744729</id><published>2011-05-14T19:23:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T04:22:54.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#31</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIrrRC7jIuo/TdCjpSUU0zI/AAAAAAAABmg/ernE3YLIF2A/s400/Snapshot_20110514_10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607161465763320626" /&gt;Kekadang teringin nak hidup dalam alam fantasi. Semuanya nampak menggembirakan. Namun, bila kita fikir balik, kegembiraan takkan datang jika terpalit hasad dengki, kedendaman di dalam diri. Jadi, boleh saja kita hidupkan fantasi di alam realiti. Jika kita campak perasaan hasad dengki dan dendam jauh dari lubuk hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbPhf_KXNZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/tbPhf_KXNZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="25" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drug song for today. The way you are - David Choi &amp; Kina Grannis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5684372945223744729?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5684372945223744729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5684372945223744729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/31.html' title='#31'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIrrRC7jIuo/TdCjpSUU0zI/AAAAAAAABmg/ernE3YLIF2A/s72-c/Snapshot_20110514_10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-4117598608121536367</id><published>2011-05-14T17:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:01:47.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#30</title><content type='html'>Aku duduk disatu penjuru.&lt;br /&gt;Aku duduk, diam membisu.&lt;br /&gt;Duduk diam tanpa mengendahkan waktu.&lt;br /&gt;Mengenangkan manusia yang kini ku temu.&lt;br /&gt;Masing-masing, tidak berakal tak tau malu.&lt;br /&gt;Kedustaan dan penindasan semakin berpalu.&lt;br /&gt;Dunia sudah makin celaru.&lt;br /&gt;Hati aku semakin membiru.&lt;br /&gt;Bengkak hitam, ku menangis bertalu.&lt;br /&gt;Namun, Ku duduk disatu penjuru.&lt;br /&gt;Aku duduk, diam membisu.&lt;br /&gt;Menadah tangan mohon ampunMu.&lt;br /&gt;Minta dijauhkan dari semua itu.&lt;br /&gt;Selagi aku berpegang pada agama yang jitu.&lt;br /&gt;Dan percaya pada Engkau Yang Satu.&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah, kebahagian jadi milikku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEFco8us_QM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/GEFco8us_QM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="25" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These good old days. Sum 41 - With Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-4117598608121536367?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4117598608121536367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4117598608121536367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/30.html' title='#30'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-4279456933680375727</id><published>2011-05-14T08:25:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T18:09:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#29</title><content type='html'>I'm still wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj5DXDJOMQ8/Tc3RgL-LFHI/AAAAAAAABmI/wTkmfWEwezg/s400/tumblr_lhmk31ezGo1qhbbwyo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606367462045717618" /&gt; I've lost my #28 post after blogspot recovered from their maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#Quote of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A girlfriend hates when a boyfriend compliment othergirls infront of her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys please, don't compliment other pretty girls infront of your girls. Do you know how much it sucks for us (girls)? Eventhough it's real. Sometimes, you just need to lie to catch your girls' hearts. But, it's better to talk real and feel that your girl is the (most) prettiest girl in the world. *winking*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-4279456933680375727?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4279456933680375727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4279456933680375727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/29.html' title='#29'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj5DXDJOMQ8/Tc3RgL-LFHI/AAAAAAAABmI/wTkmfWEwezg/s72-c/tumblr_lhmk31ezGo1qhbbwyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-4604128675947323411</id><published>2011-05-12T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:55:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#27</title><content type='html'>Imma stay oldschool and be simple like right now. I ain't mind. Girls and boys, another song for ya. White people (woman) raps? Cool. It ain't the best but I kinda like her face expressions while rapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khCokQt--l4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/khCokQt--l4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="150" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-4604128675947323411?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4604128675947323411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/4604128675947323411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/27_12.html' title='#27'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-994407507674452424</id><published>2011-05-11T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T15:12:07.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#26</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4qtJcWbjts/TcqVQ8X24jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ABv-1mhaqfk/s400/Snapshot_20110511_7%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605456804532642354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being someone nice is not that hard. The only hard thing is when finding a person who is sincerely being nice to us. Before you leave, let us enjoy the 60's song. It's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blackbird cover by Josie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5irUKLbjIg0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/5irUKLbjIg0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="25" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. You've been only waiting for this moment to arise. Black bird singing in the dead of night. Take these sunken eyes and learn to see. all your life. you were only waiting for this moment to be free. Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly. Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly. Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. You've been only waiting for this moment to arise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-994407507674452424?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/994407507674452424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/994407507674452424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/27.html' title='#26'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4qtJcWbjts/TcqVQ8X24jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ABv-1mhaqfk/s72-c/Snapshot_20110511_7%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-694081186456184701</id><published>2011-05-11T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T18:10:34.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#25</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="30" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5MDGf2u9gfk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peace and Harmony by Aziz Harun&lt;/span&gt;. Are you going to lie to the world again? Saying the war has just end. Behind those doors and those people. You say to me, to end this war we just need peace and harmony. We can save lives times a million. What we're doing kills a billion. Create a new civilization. With this action we shall. Sing out all the melodies. hummm the harmonies. Every body can do this its easy. To change the world. All we need is peace and harmony. The new generation takes society. One by one unnecessarily. All the ethnic groups are erased. But I still stand here in my place. Sing out all the melodies. hummm the harmonies. Every body can do this its easy. To change the world. All we need is peace and harmony. You never know. Never know. What will happen. Will they stop Loving. Send this message to everyone we need. Cus all we need to end this war is peace and harmony.Sing out all the melodies. hummm the harmonies. Every body can do this its easy. To change the world. All we need is peace and harmony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-694081186456184701?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/694081186456184701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/694081186456184701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/26.html' title='#25'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5MDGf2u9gfk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8268104821432362780</id><published>2011-05-11T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:34:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#24</title><content type='html'>Sweetest song ever. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunshine by Josie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lXBAReBOJbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lXBAReBOJbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="25" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put a smile on your face. Turn that frown upside down. Let us just have a good time. If we just love each other, like we are sisters and brothers. &lt;br /&gt;Then, we will all be just fine."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8268104821432362780?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8268104821432362780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8268104821432362780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/25.html' title='#24'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-575655258702307447</id><published>2011-05-11T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:34:13.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#23</title><content type='html'>Tangling up in a situation where people expect you to be the best. Funny thing, you just don't. And the most fuckest funniest thing is you're thinking you couldn't. Come on, don't let the fear rules you. Let you rule the fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-575655258702307447?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/575655258702307447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/575655258702307447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/33.html' title='#23'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-3742017051074377941</id><published>2011-05-11T23:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:34:03.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#22</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MK9IPAsqMLI/TcZgQbsjStI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NmaI2DbiFWg/s400/pipipipi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604272621737954002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rebellious with things that so-to-be happened in the reality. People sickened me. Life wouldn't be so much fun as it in games. In games, once you died, you get to live back and start the game all over again. But, in reality you got to face the demons by your own. Once you died, you gone forever. It was never significant as it in games nor the reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-3742017051074377941?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3742017051074377941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3742017051074377941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/21.html' title='#22'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MK9IPAsqMLI/TcZgQbsjStI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NmaI2DbiFWg/s72-c/pipipipi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8910973795397839823</id><published>2011-05-11T23:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:33:52.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#21</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poK8VFbuLOE/TcZ-ohekBtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2m8uR3N3muw/s400/DSC03049%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604306020955588306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't sit there and waiting for the moon to get burn. Such a bizarre. C'mon. Get your ass up and light the candle.&lt;br /&gt;Let the light cherish your night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8910973795397839823?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8910973795397839823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8910973795397839823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/23.html' title='#21'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poK8VFbuLOE/TcZ-ohekBtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2m8uR3N3muw/s72-c/DSC03049%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5626867020331136091</id><published>2011-05-11T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:17:20.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#20</title><content type='html'>cut. cut. cut&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5626867020331136091?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5626867020331136091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5626867020331136091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/20.html' title='#20'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7968853383279187439</id><published>2011-05-11T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T01:04:24.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#19</title><content type='html'>I never realize that I would've make you feel that hurt by the way I treat you. I know it's all my fault. I shouldn't treat you like that. You're a part of my life and I would've known if i ever hurt you. But I never. I take no notice about things that happened between us. I simply forget about it and make you feel more suspicious and rely with your own thoughts and view. I know I'm not suppose to do that to you. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7968853383279187439?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7968853383279187439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7968853383279187439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/19.html' title='#19'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-9213699483627660053</id><published>2011-05-11T23:45:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:18:17.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#18</title><content type='html'>Cut. cut. cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-9213699483627660053?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/9213699483627660053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/9213699483627660053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/16.html' title='#18'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-3362105380468100399</id><published>2011-05-11T23:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:17:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#17</title><content type='html'>life's must go on. searching for the right. looking in the past, and take it as a lesson. promise to myself to not be like i was before. it has been almost a year ago. still missing the old ones. remembering and refreshing all the bittersweet memories that I'd been through with 'the old ones'. it's really hard for me to be like I am now. I mean turning from bad to good. nevertheless, people around me encourage me to be better. I'm happy with what i have now. but still missing with what I'd been through before. a big part of myself still shouting for the freedom. bad freedom. i simply couldnt find the peaceful-ness that i want. sometimes everything seems to be wrong. absolute wrong. my head are jumbling around, and all the words that came out were the words that i never meant to say. Ya Allah, please help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-3362105380468100399?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3362105380468100399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3362105380468100399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/17.html' title='#17'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7566165610870644745</id><published>2011-05-11T23:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:01:26.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#16</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIL3j4y3TX0/Tc9eCAPnlrI/AAAAAAAABmQ/ySkcq61ZLxY/s400/tumblr_lkxfftz7dR1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606803449617815218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stare at my diary with a blank face.. all i can hear now is the sound of my heartbeat. i barely couldn't forget what had happened between all of you and me in the past. yeah. we had so much fun together. do you remember? i've been through so many things with you guys. but eventually, people do change. you change. and so do i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7566165610870644745?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7566165610870644745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7566165610870644745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/18.html' title='#16'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIL3j4y3TX0/Tc9eCAPnlrI/AAAAAAAABmQ/ySkcq61ZLxY/s72-c/tumblr_lkxfftz7dR1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-154744056630895019</id><published>2011-05-11T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:42:22.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#15</title><content type='html'>True friends won't stab you at the back, they stab you in the front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-154744056630895019?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/154744056630895019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/154744056630895019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/15.html' title='#15'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5844220501867750615</id><published>2011-05-11T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:41:54.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#14</title><content type='html'>we cannot be together. because we both different. we're just pretending. all the words are the scripts. and all the action are a drama. so our love is fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5844220501867750615?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5844220501867750615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5844220501867750615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/14.html' title='#14'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6970642063590997191</id><published>2011-05-11T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:41:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#13</title><content type='html'>I hate when you're complimenting other girls infront of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6970642063590997191?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6970642063590997191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6970642063590997191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/13.html' title='#13'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5317960775764478728</id><published>2011-05-11T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:41:15.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#12</title><content type='html'>It is not hard for you to just be there when I need someone and say "It's ok dear. I'm here. don't cry baby," and wipe my tears away. It's not hard ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5317960775764478728?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5317960775764478728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5317960775764478728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/12.html' title='#12'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-5023534775270752169</id><published>2011-05-11T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:40:50.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>You're not as charming as Robert Pattinson nor brilliant as House nor funny as Mr. Bean nor geek as Chuck nor smart as Gary Sinise nor cool as Dean Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;You're just much more than them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-5023534775270752169?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5023534775270752169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/5023534775270752169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/05/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-58569184816650684</id><published>2011-04-29T13:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:29:36.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Ave3EV0Cs/TbpUhCClA_I/AAAAAAAABj8/q4vmbwDr4p4/s1600/280420116633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Ave3EV0Cs/TbpUhCClA_I/AAAAAAAABj8/q4vmbwDr4p4/s400/280420116633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600882013048734706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6cS-G1XyXY/TbpTZctyXkI/AAAAAAAABj0/2qiwc9q2ZgI/s400/DSC03049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600880783258705474" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Rooftop party with housemates.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, aku dah bergelar mahasiswi.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, dah habis semester 2.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, dah pegang ijazah master.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, dah jadi lecturer UIA.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, dah jadi isteri orang.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, bakal jadi ibu.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik pejam celik, dah ada lima anak.&lt;br /&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik, haih sampai bila nak pejam celik ni?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-58569184816650684?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/58569184816650684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/58569184816650684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/pejamcelik.html' title='#10'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Ave3EV0Cs/TbpUhCClA_I/AAAAAAAABj8/q4vmbwDr4p4/s72-c/280420116633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8569713556380725242</id><published>2011-04-26T08:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:29:26.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9</title><content type='html'>Aku diam di sini, bukan tanda aku tidak mengingatimu.&lt;br /&gt;Momen yang dikenang, tiada yang terubat rindu.&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya Allah telah tetapkan di dalam buku.&lt;br /&gt;Langit yang bakal cerah, dihiasi dengan pelangi indah itu.&lt;br /&gt;Antara kau dan aku, kita bakal bersatu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8569713556380725242?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8569713556380725242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8569713556380725242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/secebisrindu.html' title='#9'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6174329786619501586</id><published>2011-04-24T21:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:29:16.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mVjGGQQYbzo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa dia. Siapa dia,tapi dia tidak bernama. Daun atau air gelap yang berderaian. Di tengah-tengah hutan,ku tulis sepanjang jalan. Maka kekasehku. Aku tahu bahawa aku terluka. Dan tak seorangpun bicara. Di sana kecuali bebayang. Malam yang bertualang. Ciuman hujan lalu ku sentuh hati yang gugur. Disanakah aku tahu itu matamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ini, aku beradu, dengan bayangmu. Hilangkan resahku. tuk melepas diriku. yang telah jauh larut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini kau hadir, memberi senyumanmu kepadaku. Hati rasa tidak menentu, kisah hanya kau dan aku, hilang hampa, dan nestapa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6174329786619501586?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6174329786619501586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6174329786619501586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/dadah_24.html' title='#8'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mVjGGQQYbzo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-7881398067066239856</id><published>2011-04-21T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:29:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wahai hati,&lt;br /&gt;mengapa kau mudah sangat mempercayai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janji-janji manis itu semuanya palsu belaka. Yang indah, momen bersama.&lt;br /&gt;Dan indah itu, lama-lama ia lesap. Yang hadir kemudian hanya jutaan kesalan.&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lagi indahnya momen. Yang lahir esoknya, pahit sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah masih sayangkan aku. Mungkin sebab itu, semua ini berlaku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-7881398067066239856?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7881398067066239856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/7881398067066239856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/sight.html' title='#7'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-8370762615619993660</id><published>2011-04-19T10:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:28:47.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>Petang yang suram. Sekawan burung berkacamata hitam berjenama yang sibuk berterbangan pada siang hari mula mengambil kesempatan untuk beristirehat di pohon-pohon rendang mencari masa untuk mengacau awek-awek comel lalu. Di sebelah pohon rendang itu, terletaknya sebuah rumah banglo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dalam rumah)&lt;br /&gt;Suara span kuning dan tapak sulaiman pink jelas kedengaran dari corong suara kotak televisyen. Kejap, lawak bodoh. kejap, terlampau kebabian bodoh(nya). Kelibat dua makhluk yang sedang ashik bercakerawala kelihatan sedang enak beristirehat di hadapan televisyen tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sayang, U ok tak?" kata Boy kepada Melle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"U rasa I nampak tak ok ke?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tak. I tengok U dari tadi termenung je,"&lt;br /&gt;"U tak nampak ke I tengah seronok tengok spongebob ni?"&lt;br /&gt;"Takde, sebenarnya I nak manja dengan U"&lt;br /&gt;"Ish, terbuka sangat tempat ni,"&lt;br /&gt;"Ala, bukannya lama. Lagipun mana ada orang, kita berdua je kan,"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmmmmmm..."&lt;br /&gt;"Boleh lah sayang, pleaseee,"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm.. ye lah,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dua minit berlalu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WOI! Ampa ni buat apa ha! Tak senonoh. Dalam rumah aku pulak tu! Tak habis-habis buat benda bukan-bukan. Tak cukup ke dengan 8 anak yang ko dah beranakkan itu ari! Siapa yang sibuk jaga nanti? Aku jugak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kata Ila kepada kucing betina dan jantan peliharaannya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-8370762615619993660?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8370762615619993660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/8370762615619993660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/tangkapbasah.html' title='#6'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6792805224097700704</id><published>2011-04-17T08:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T01:08:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWsUUWO_wn0/Tao4e2cuQnI/AAAAAAAABi8/CbqAjOQKfHM/s1600/01_Vega-Omar_StrugglingToSurvive.jpg" border="0" width="400" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596347589624480370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many conjuncture we've been through. If the willing stays upon us, the success we achieve.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6792805224097700704?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6792805224097700704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6792805224097700704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-exam-mode.html' title='#5'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWsUUWO_wn0/Tao4e2cuQnI/AAAAAAAABi8/CbqAjOQKfHM/s72-c/01_Vega-Omar_StrugglingToSurvive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-1043696305668569680</id><published>2011-04-04T21:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:28:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5mBx-JgKGw/TZnLHqSeEeI/AAAAAAAABhE/SI2fA2NskzA/s1600/Snapshot_20110404_50%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5mBx-JgKGw/TZnLHqSeEeI/AAAAAAAABhE/SI2fA2NskzA/s400/Snapshot_20110404_50%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591723744828461538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini tidak hanya ditemani dengan benda-benda yang menggembirakan sahaja. Tidak pula mungkin kita diduga dengan kesedihan sepanjang masa. Allah itu Maha Adil. Terlupa? Itu sebab aku ingatkan. Jadi kerana gembira itu datang, aku manfaatkan sepenuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi semua khabar yang tidak baik, kita buang, kita pulihkan. Isikan ruang-ruang yang ada dengan gelak tawa yang tiada penghujung. Tiada yang lebih indah daripada menikmati kehidupan remaja bersama teman-teman. Mana nak sedap kalau tiada rasa masam, pahit, manisnya, kan? Itu lumrah persahabatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dealing with reality not fantasy. So make the best out of it. And don't ask why. It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time. You never know what comes next. So, don't fool yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and love your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-1043696305668569680?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1043696305668569680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/1043696305668569680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/04/self-portrait.html' title='#4'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5mBx-JgKGw/TZnLHqSeEeI/AAAAAAAABhE/SI2fA2NskzA/s72-c/Snapshot_20110404_50%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-6149268728046834640</id><published>2011-03-21T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:28:20.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>Perasaan update dua entri dalam satu hari jarang datang. Ini boleh dikira bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi masalah dengan orang sekeliling sentiasa menjadi isu semasa. Kompleks sungguh. Benda yang kecik selalu sahaja diketengahkan. Dibincangkan tiada penghujungnya. Mulut berkata belakang memang sedap. Laju macam nak cecah klimaks. Sampai masa face-to-face, senyum, diam seribu bahasa. Macam mulut tiada pernah berkata. Sampai bila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selagi kita mampu buat baik, buatlah baik. Biar orang mau kata apa. Allah itu Maha Adil. Yang jahat tu pasti akan terkena. Jadi, biarkan saja!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengeluh. Sampai bila perlu bersabar jika hati ni sudah memberontak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-6149268728046834640?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6149268728046834640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/6149268728046834640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/03/komplikasi.html' title='#3'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-2495728421649629101</id><published>2011-03-13T18:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:28:10.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>Jepun diduga.&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami dan gempa bumi memerangi kota.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kamu masih lagi bersuka-ria.&lt;br /&gt;Maria ozawa jadi isu semasa.&lt;br /&gt;Diperolokkan dunia, kamu tersenyum ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;Membahan-bahan tabiat binasa.&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan marah, lu masih tak nampak ke?&lt;br /&gt;Tanda kecil muncul, lu tak percaya.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ditunggu tanda besar yang appear.&lt;br /&gt;Kala itu, pintu taubat tidak lagi dibuka.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, Selamatkanlah mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Lindungilah kami semua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-2495728421649629101?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/2495728421649629101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/2495728421649629101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2011/03/gempa.html' title='#2'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123350282446895314.post-3228520705841729257</id><published>2010-10-19T09:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:42:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>HELLO FRENEMIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123350282446895314-3228520705841729257?l=aliqaaidan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3228520705841729257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123350282446895314/posts/default/3228520705841729257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliqaaidan.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-of-all.html' title='#1'/><author><name>lxckynad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726568299083676001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgxlI-iDBwc/Tqydtt_BdHI/AAAAAAAAB4k/XCs7ZirYksY/s220/5961887544_2b09beccb5_b.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
